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Adventures with Penny Ch. 01

By: icumonyourshoes



Chapter 01 -- Setting the Tone

Penny's game began at midnight, though I slept right through it. There was no phone call, no surprise visit, nothing. I had expected her to jump right, but all was quiet. Brooke and I decided that it was best if we did not sleep together that first night. I woke the next morning to find Brooke still sleeping and the time for my normal morning routine had arrived.

I plugged through the day, wondering when Penny's first move would be and what she would start with. The most torturous question was, however, how long would she wait to make the first move? My mind played hundreds of possible scenarios, none of which I felt confident enough to buy into. I was interested and curious to see what direction she was going to take the game. As my day at the office ended and I headed back to Brooke's, I hoped she would be home.

As I pulled into the driveway, the garage was closed, so I was unsure if Brooke's car was in there or not. I very much wanted it to be. As I entered the house, I heard the television on and there was Brooke, sitting on the couch, watching whatever was on in front of her. She again had on one of my t-shirts and a cute pair of pink stretch pants. When she saw she immediately got up and ran to me. She threw her arms around me and hugged me tightly, burying her face into my chest. Now this was the way to come home.

Once Brooke released me, I headed up stairs to change cloths, wanting to be more comfortable than my work attire; I threw on shorts and a t-shirt. When I returned Brooke was searching through the fridge for something to eat. As I was about to enter the kitchen, the door bell rang. Brooke looked at me, with surprise written on her face. I was not expecting anyone and judging by the look on her face, neither was she. Cautiously, I made my way to the front door to see who was there.

Much to my surprise when I opened the door, Penny stood before me. She passed by me quickly and into the house.

"To what do we owe this pleasure," I asked gleefully as I closed the door behind her.

"I have a few things that I would like to discuss with you and Brooke," she admitted.

I invited her to sit at the table in the small nook area near the front door, where Brooke and I ate most of our meals together. Penny and I both sat on the near side of the table with Penny sitting closer to the kitchen, while I was closer to the front door. Brooke joined us and sat on the other side of the table, directly opposite Penny. I wondered where this conversation was headed.

"I want to set the tone for my game," Penny began. "I want to be fair so that everyone enjoys themselves. I need your assistance with that. Both of you."

"Pen, I will do whatever you need me to," I volunteered.

"I know you will," she smiled at me. "That's why you are the best."

"If there is something I can do to help you, I would be happy to," Brooke added, though her voice was timid.

"I was hoping you would say that," Penny replied quickly. "First of all, I want you to know that what you said yesterday meant the world to me. I am not blind, I know there is something going on between you two that is much more than this game and I don't want to damage that, but I also want to be fair to everyone involved."

"Ok, that makes a lot of sense," Brooke admitted, now sounding more confident when she spoke. "What can I do?"

"I think the best thing for right now is for him to live with me," Penny revealed. "Please don't be insulted. I just think it would be best for the game. I also need balance so I have asked Vivian to move in with us as well, just so no one thinks I am taking advantage of my position as the leader of the game. With her feelings for him, she will be the first one to call me out if I am acting incorrectly or selfishly."

"If you think that's best," Brooke stammered, seeming very disappointed.

"I need your help with that," Penny continued.

Brooke's face perked up, she had a look of wonder regarding what was about to follow.

"I would like you to find us a nice three bedroom house," Penny stated. "Also, I would love it if you would sell Vivian's condo. We all know you are great at what you do, so it would be a huge asset to us all if you could help."

Brooke looked at Penny, her face still sad but now clear on the role she was going to play. She seemed to measure her response carefully before speaking.

"Please don't hesitate to ask me for help like that," Brooke responded. "I am at your disposal because I am part of this game. I want you to rely on me, Penny. I really do. Like Bill said, we chose to be in this together."

Penny smiled brightly at Brooke. There was no doubt she was exceptionally pleased with this response. Brooke was very level-headed at that moment. I was both surprised and impressed.

"Brooke, thank you," Penny said. "I was very worried you would be angry with me for this decision. You are being a terrific team player."

"You are quite welcome," Brooke replied, now quite composed. "After everything he's told me about you while he's lived here, I feel like I know you very well. Every time I am around you, I see more of who you are and why he cares for you so greatly. I hope that you take the time to get to know me, too. I am actually going to get started on this house thing right now."

Brooke rose from the table and grabbed her sneakers. She headed for the door to the garage and looked back at us.

"I will be back shortly," Brooke announced. "I am just going to my office to look some things up and get the paperwork started on Viv's place."

Before either of us could respond she was out the door and I could hear the garage opening. Brooke's car pealed out and tore through the complex en route to her office. Penny and I sat there at the table awkwardly. I was unsure of what to do at that moment. Penny turned towards me and batted her eyelashes playfully. It was a look I knew quite well.

"Well, while the cat's away," Penny said to me in her most sultry voice, "we should play."

"Is that right," I questioned playfully. "So you want to be first player in your own game."

"Of course I do, but I am already running late for an appointment," she informed me. "So let's be quick."

She stood up and led me into the living room. She sat me down on the couch and removed my shorts and boxers. My cock began to spring to life with the exposure to fresh air. Penny stepped back and hiked up her skirt. She had on pink satin panties that she removed while I stroked my pecker. I enjoyed watching her; she was very sensual and moved her body in extremely seductive ways.

Penny tossed her panties aside and climbed on top of me on the couch. Her knees where just outside my hips as she faced me. I guided my cock to her opening and she inserted my manhood into her gash. There was no resistance to my entering her as she was flooded with natural lubricants. I breathed deeply as I penetrated her. She always made me feel wonderful. Her body seemed to fit mine perfectly.

Penny rocked her hips back and forth, working my pole inside of her. I placed my hands on her hips and lifted her slightly each time she rocked. My member swelled inside her as she fucked me. She bounced up and down on my tool rapidly, running her hands through her hair wildly as she did. I stared deep into her lust-filled eyes and tried to push myself further into her with each of her thrusts.

She lifted her waist and crashed back onto my dick again and again. I was in heaven. Oh how I had missed her. I kissed her neck gently as she impaled herself on my shaft.

"I have missed you," she gasped as she arched her head back in delight.

I did not respond because I was closing in on climax. Penny increased her pace and pounded her pussy onto my pole much more swiftly. I groaned and squeezed her waist in my hands as I peaked. I flooded her box with goo. Jet after jet of batter went off inside of her. She crashed onto me firmly and was grinding her teeth as her orgasm swept over her. I held her hips down, locking her onto my lap, as she shivered through her zenith.

We sat there, not moving, for several moments. We looked deeply into each other's eyes, my cock still buried in her vagina. She put her right index finger to her lips, kissed it and then put it to my lips. Penny then stood up and retrieved her panties, replacing them under her skirt. I watched her, not moving.

"Are you ok," I asked. "You didn't seem sure of yourself yesterday."

"I am great," she admitted. "Emma helped me prepare for this, plus, what Brooke said really did mean a great deal to me. I have a feeling I am going to lean on her a lot. I really have missed you."

"I have missed you too," I admitted.

"You know there is no sex with Brooke outside the game, right," she asked. "I don't want to be a bitch, but Emma suggested that I remind you of that."

"Yes, I know that," I confirmed.

"Ok, then hold her tight tonight," Penny instructed me. "Make sure she is going to be ok with the changes that are coming. I need her to be on-board."

"I will do everything I can to make sure she gets through the transition unscathed," I replied. "She is stronger than you might think."

Penny walked back over to me and kissed me gently on the cheek.

"I have to go," she informed me. "Saturday at noon, be at the office. We will be interviewing."

She proceeded back through the hall, past the kitchen and the nook, then out the front door. What did she mean by 'interviewing?' When I heard the door close, I put my shorts and boxers back on. I sat on the couch and flipped on the television.

Brooke returned about an hour later, to find me waiting for her. She came into the living room with a large folder filled with paperwork. I stared up at her and she had the most delightful smile on her face.

"Hey there," she greeted me.

"Hey you," I replied lightly. "Are you ok?"

"Yes, why would you ask that," she presented.

"Penny's making some rather large changes," I said. "I want to be sure you are ok with them and her."

"It's her game," Brooke said flatly. "I told you, I am about you, not the game. Leslie made it sound so playful, which is why I joined. I never expected to fall like this. So I will be a good team player and try to make everyone happy. I will help where I can and wait for my turns with you. I know that you know that this has moments filled with conflict and difficulty. I will manage, but I don't envy you."

"I'm crazy about you," I admitted in a voice that was hushed and shy.

I felt like a very big hypocrite saying anything like that after having just been with Penny, but I wanted her to know. Maybe it would be easier not living with her. Maybe we were getting too close too fast. Maybe.

"I believe you," she revealed. "That's why I am ok with things."

I had a feeling this was going to be tougher on me than on Brooke. I was happy about that for a great many reasons, but mostly because she deserved better than this game. I was completely conflicted because of the time I had just spent with Penny and how it reminded me of my intense feelings for her. They were deep rooted in loyalty and comfort. She was lovely and complicated and now she was in charge.

This was going to be interesting to say the least. 

Adventures with Penny Ch. 02



Chapter 02 -- Corporate Expansion

Saturday seemed to arrive in no time. Work had been hectic as all hell and Brooke had been keeping quite busy trying to find Penny a new place. Vivian's condo was on the market and apparently generating a great deal of interest. Things around Brooke's place had pretty much been a whirlwind since Penny's surprise visit on Monday. I had been holding Brooke every night, stealing extra moments when I could. 

I awoke on Saturday morning and Brooke had already left her bed. I was lying there alone and listening. Brooke's place was quiet. I could not detect any movement or noise happening anywhere in the house. I rose from bed and showered to start my day. I moved around the house, searching for any sign of anything Brooke might have done that morning.

I ate a light breakfast, though it was already close to noon. I dressed quickly and headed out for Emma and Leslie's office. When I arrived, about 10 minutes late, I found Penny at her desk and a young woman sitting in the waiting area, filling out paperwork. I approached Penny swiftly as she was hammering away on her keyboard.

"Good afternoon, miss," I said to her.

"Don't be late again," she snarled at me as she looked up. "We are almost ready."

"Sorry about being late," I apologized. "Ready for what?"

"I will tell you in a minute," she said.

Penny stood up and grabbed a folder from her desk. She motioned for me to follow her into the conference room. I followed and noticed how wonderful she looked. She was wearing a navy blue pinstripe jacket and skirt, which was both appropriate for business and sexy as hell. She had on a purple blouse that was partially visible under the jacket and her legs were bare, no stockings or hose. On her feet were navy blue pumps, about 4 inches tall. Her ass wiggled as she walked and I was mesmerized following along. We entered the conference room and she handed me the folder.

"This is for your reference," she informed me.

"Ok, are you going to tell me what we are doing," I inquired.

"Sure, we are interviewing," she announced. "I have been promoted, so we need a new administrative assistant."

"Congratulations," I offered. "What are you going to be doing now?"

"Emma and Leslie are reorganizing the office," she disclosed. "I am going to be the office manager and a legal assistant. So, as I said, we need a new secretary. Therefore, you and I will be meeting with the 3 final candidates today."

She was very confident and sure of herself as she spoke. Penny was built to be in the corporate world. The sparkle in her eye was hypnotizing. She drew me in and, as usual, I was hooked.

"Have a seat and I will get the first candidate," she instructed. "The resumes are in order of how we will see them."

I sat on the far side of the table, leaving the seat at the head of the table for Penny. She returned quickly, followed by a young woman. The woman had dirty blonde hair and was wearing a black, pants suit. She wore flat shoes and her hair was feathered. Penny took the seat I left for her at the head, while the young woman waited.

"This is Diana Peters," Penny introduced her.

"It's a pleasure to meet you," I said as I stood and shook her hand.

Her skin was soft, I noticed. Diana was no more than 22 or 23 years old. She seated herself across from me and smiled at both Penny and myself. I opened the folder and reviewed her resume. She had only finished college about six months ago and did not have any real work experience. She appeared to be a kid looking for a chance. Penny seemed not to share that sentiment as she grilled her with tough question after tough question. The young woman answered them, though her confidence seemed to be lacking. She seemed unsure of herself as Penny kept applying pressure with difficult, thought provoking interview questions.

The interview seemed very standard and run of the mill until the very end. Penny threw another curveball at the young lady, which also caught me somewhat off guard.

"This job requires someone that is willing to go above and beyond," Penny said to Diana. "Are you that type of person?"

"I am ready to be a professional and I am willing to do whatever it takes," Diana answered.

Penny seemed put off by that answer. She politely ended the interview by thanking Diana for her time and telling her we would be in touch when we had reached a decision. She escorted Diana out of the conference room and returned rather quickly.

"What was with that last question," I couldn't help but ask her.

"We want someone qualified, but who is also versatile," Penny indicated.

"Versatile how," I pressed.

"Well, anyone that works for us is going to see things," she revealed. "Things that they need to be able to accept, handle and say nothing about."

I knew she was referring to the game. It was ever present in the office and I was there on many occasions. She was right, the candidate that was given this job needed to be someone who could handle all the out of the ordinary things that were sure to go on around them. Now I understood her motivation and subsequently, my presence here today.

I was startled by a tapping on the glass door of the conference room. I looked at the door to see a woman, who appeared to be in her mid 30's with short, black hair tapping on the glass. Penny motioned for her to enter and the door swung open. The woman approached us as we both stood to greet her. I assumed she was the second candidate. She was wearing a simple black dress that was neither revealing nor inappropriate. She was very attractive and had a large diamond ring on her left hand. Obviously married.

"Hi, I am Emily Sanders," she introduced herself.

"Thank you for coming, Emily," I said as I shook her hand.

Penny thanked her as well and offered her a seat, again directly across from me. Penny looked aggravated from the start on this one. Her questions were short and curt, they snapped off as if they were meant to discourage this woman. Emily, however, had a wonderfully impressive resume and handled Penny's questions with grace and tact. She answered every question honestly and succinctly, which seemed to anger Penny even further. Finally the interview turned to the hardest question of all.

"Are you willing to go above and beyond in this role," Penny pressed her.

"In this role, you will certainly get 100% of what I have to give," Emily replied.

"What if 100% is not enough," Penny retorted. "What if we need more? What if we need you to be a real team player?"

"What specifically do you think would create that need," Emily asked in response.

"Let's say you saw something that we needed you to keep quiet about," Penny crafted.

"That would depend on what it was," Emily answered honestly. "Integrity and business ethics are important to me."

That was the point where Penny stood and thanked Emily for her time. Emily saw herself out of the conference room. Penny's head was down, making notes on her papers when I reached for the third resume in the folder she had provided me. I was surprised when I retrieve a blank piece of paper.

"Pen, why did you hammer that lady so much," I asked. "What did she do to set you into that mood? Also, I think you forgot to give me the third resume."

"No, I didn't," she answered. "The third candidate did not send us a resume. She is an internal referral. And about that woman that was just in here, I didn't get a good vibe when she met with Leslie and Emma. They loved her resume, but her body language said to me that she was just not right for this job. Plus, she talked down to me before she knew I would have any input on this decision."

"Oh, that's interesting," I admitted. "So, tell me about the third candidate, this internal referral. What is her name and background?"

"Her name is Nicholette Barns," Penny revealed. "She is another recent grad and is highly recommended."

I looked back down at Emily's resume and tried to digest what had gone on in that interview. My mind was racing back to Emily's face when Penny pressed her at the end how she did not look at all comfortable. My train of thought was broken when I heard the glass door open and I looked up to see who it was. 

I could not believe my eyes. I was in stunned disbelief at the young woman who had just entered the conference room.

It was Nikki.

She looked phenomenal as she sauntered across the floor and towards Penny. Penny stood to greet her and Nikki kissed her on the cheek. Nikki then made her way to me. I stood slowly and gave her a very big, very tight hug. I released her and took in the sight of her. She looked amazing, her blond hair was shining and her brilliant blue eyes sparkled. She was wearing a white blouse and a pink, plaid skirt which was way too short to be corporate appropriate. On her feet were black, slingback heels, about 3 inches tall. She proceeded to walk past Penny again and seat herself across from me.

"Nicholette Barns," I stated.

"Yes sir," she giggled.

"How have you been," I asked. "What have you been up to?"

"I have been great," she gushed. "I graduated early and Monica asked me to marry her. So I am coming home to plan the wedding and find a place for me and Monica to live. And, I need a job."

"That is some wonderful news," I said. "Congratulations. It sounds like you are truly happy. It is really good to see you and I am still in shock that you are actually sitting here."

"Get used to it," Penny interrupted. "I think her references are good enough to land her this job, if she passes the interview."

"I don't think that will be a problem," I stated. "Nikki, when is the wedding?"

"Actually, it's not technically a wedding," Nikki corrected me. "It's a commitment ceremony, us being same sex and all. It's January 10th. My mother is loving it. Now she can invite all her high society friends and parade her liberal ideals. My father is less than pleased but still paying for it. Though he isn't sure if he can make it due to a business conference that weekend. Things are swirling right now, but at least I will have a job."

Her wedding was eight weeks from today, that was nuts. I had learned to accept that things happen very fast in this game, but this felt like light speed.

"Don't be so sure about this job," Penny countered. "Ms. Barns, this job requires commitment to the firm and all that the firm stands for. Are you prepared for that?"

"Of course," Nikki answered confidently. "I told Monica the only way I would agree to marry her was if we lived here and we played the game."

I extremely surprised by that last statement. It did not make any sense to me.

"Nikki, why would you do that," I inquired. "I thought you were in love with Monica."

"I am in love with her, silly," Nikki giggled. "But I missed all of you and the game. Monica is the love of my life, but she should be able to handle sharing me with the game. I love her, but sometimes I need some adventure. The most fun and also the safest adventure is with you all. I know that and I can't wait to get back into it. Monica is not convinced at all, but she loves me and wants me to be happy. So she agreed to move and allow me to play, but she will not commit to the game yet. I am learning to compromise."

I was totally surprise by all that Nikki revealed. My mind was racing again. She had completely rocked my world. She was back and back in the game. WOW.

"Ms. Barns are you willing to go above and beyond for this firm," Penny playfully pressed her further, though her tone was too corporate for my taste.

"Yes, I am," Nikki confirmed. "Especially if he is firm."

"Ms. Barns that could be construed as sexual harassment" Penny informed her sternly.

"Only if he doesn't like it," Nikki laughed.

"Are you willing to gamble this job on that," Penny snapped.

Penny's tone took both Nikki and I by complete surprise. She was harsh and crisp with her question. It was a very definitive moment in the interview.

"What do you mean," Nikki asked tentatively.

"I mean, right here, right now," Penny divulged. "You suck his cock and if he likes it, you are hired. If he doesn't, then you don't get the job."

I smiled widely. Penny was getting awfully good at running this game very quickly. This was a play right out of Emma's book. It had style and symmetry. Nikki seemed to understand where this was going as well.

"I like the way you run the game, Penny," Nikki replied with lust in her voice.

I could not help but agree with that statement.

Nikki climbed up onto the conference room table and crawled across it, towards me. She was looking at me like a tiger stalking its prey. She slowly put one arm in front of the other and made her way to me. She stopped at the edge of the table and pressed her nose to mine. She looked me dead in the eye and smiled very deviously.

Nikki then laid flat on the table and reached her hands into my lap. She undid my belt and the zipper on my pants. She quickly popped the button on my pants and tore them down. My cock sprung free and Nikki began stroking it quickly. She looked me in the eyes again as she pumped my dick with her hand.

"I have missed you," she said plainly. "I remember all the fun we had."

"I remember as well," I commented.

"Something has always bothered me about it," she declared.

"What bothered you," I asked her as she continued to work my shaft with her hand.

"I never got to taste your cum," she informed me. "I was hoping that we could change that."

Nikki dropped her head into my lap as her body was lying across the table. She inserted my pole into her mouth and began devouring me. She deep throated my rod immediately, taking it far back into her throat. I was in sheer delight. My cock swelled and throbbed as she took me into her throat again and again. She was very good at this.

I breathed heavily as Nikki continued to consume my shaft. Her lips dragged across the underside of my dick as she took my entire length into her mouth again. Nikki then grabbed my hips with both her arms and used the leverage to increase her pace. She bobbed up and down on my dick, engulfing it with her mouth. She sucked me at a lightning pace until I could take no more.

Her head moved up and down in my lap as she used her mouth to take me to the height of pleasure. I groaned loudly and held the arms of the chair I was seated in as I discharged in her mouth. I blew stream after stream of jizz into her throat and she expertly swallowed every drop. When I was done, Nikki lifted her head from my lap and kissed me sweetly on the lips. She then crawled back across the table and seated herself again. She stared directly at Penny, as if to challenge her.

"Well, what's the verdict," Penny asked me.

I looked at Penny for a long moment, trying to compose myself with my cock still exposed.

"Hired," was all I could say in response.

"Wonderful," Penny exclaimed. "Interview over. Nikki, let me take you to lunch to celebrate your new job."

Nikki and Penny both rose from their chairs and headed for the door. As they were leaving the conference room, Penny grabbed Nikki by her gorgeous blond hair and kissed her on the mouth sloppily. It was a sexy sight to take in knowing that Nikki's mouth had just been full of my liquid.

"Have a good rest of the day," Penny said to me as she broke their liplock.

Nikki waived at me daintily as they exited the office. I still had not moved.

Change was certainly the biggest constant of this game.



Adventures with Penny Ch. 03



Chapter 03 -- Bachelorette Party

As the next week passed, I did not see much of Brooke. She was running around like a chicken with no head as she worked on finding a house to Penny's liking. She already had a buyer for Vivian's condo and was working out the finer points of that deal. She buzzed around the house like a woman possessed most of the time and it felt very much like she was avoiding spending too much time alone with me.

I was slightly depressed by the recent turn, but pushed myself through the week. I was delighted to have Nikki back in the game. She was a breath of fresh air as she had not had to endure with the Sienna ordeal like the rest of us. Nikki remembered the fun and excitement of the early days when the game was still developing. Plus, she was a knockout. 

Thinking back on the ordeal, even as infrequently as I did, still bothered me. It still made me cringe when I though about how Sienna pushed so fast and so hard to get to power. She was one interesting woman, who scared the shit out of all of us for a little while. I preferred to concentrate on the women still in this game and I liked focusing my thoughts on them. I was consistently wondering when my next assignment would arrive.

I had made it through another day and was driving home from the office on Thursday evening when my cell phone rang. The caller id indicated that it was Emma and Leslie's office calling. These days there was no telling who would be delivering the orders, so I answered politely.

"Good evening," I said as I put the phone to my ear.

"Hey you," Nikki's cheerful voice surprised me.

"Well hello, Ms. Barns," I toyed with her. "What can I do for you this fine evening?"

"Stop being so formal, silly," she laughed. "Actually, I am calling with your next assignment."

"Let me ask you something, why wouldn't Penny call me with it herself," I inquired.

"Penny is a busy woman," Nikki informed me. "And, I am the office admin after all. The phone is sort of my area of expertise."

"I would beg to differ about your area of expertise," I countered, referring blatantly to her skills with her body.

"Yeah, I am good at a whole lot of things," she disclosed. "But seriously, be here at the office tomorrow at 8pm. Wear a suit."

"Yes ma'am," I accepted. "Any idea what the plan is?"

"Not a clue," she admitted. "See you tomorrow night."

I knew she had hung up even before the line disconnected. This was a specialty of all the women in this game. They enjoyed keeping me guessing and begging for more. I was so used to the hang up by now, that is no longer bothered me. It was very much a calling card of the women I dealt with. They were good at that aspect of the game. I was always on my toes around them. Curveballs were their specialties and I think they competed with each other to see who could confuse and amuse me the most.

That night at home was boring. Brooke wasn't there when I arrived and when she did get home; she spent most of the night on her computer, hammering through contracts, dates and proposals. She was motivated but it still felt like avoidance, which was wounding my pride. The growing space between us made me sad. I couldn't sit and think about it for too long without getting angry, so I retired to my room and begged for Friday to arrive.

I pressed through the next day with no problems. I wore my suit to work, which raised some eyebrows. Most people would have sworn that I was interviewing for something, but when I arrived at the office early and left well past quitting time, confusion seemed to brew amongst my co-workers. Good. At least I was not the only one who was kept guessing.

8pm seemed to arrive in a flash and as I pulled into the parking lot at Emma and Leslie's office building, I wondered what tonight's task would be. I exited the elevator and entered the office suite to a wonderful sight. Seven gorgeous women stood before, all dressed to kill. My imagination raced to places reserved for the world's luckiest men, of which, at this moment, I was one.

I soaked in the image of each woman, one more amazing than the next. They were standing in a semi-circle in front of, what I assumed now, was Nikki's desk. To my immediate left was Vivian, dressed in a tight white, halter mini-dress with matching white pumps. She looked fantastic in white. To Vivian's left was Emma, who was the founder of this game and still had the distinct ability to take my breath away when she wanted to, without much effort. Emma had on a purple halter dress, which fit looser than the form fitting version Vivian had on. Emma's dress was cut very deep between her ample breasts and fraid at the bottom. She had on strappy, silver sandals with a 4-inch heel to compliment it nicely.

To Emma's left was Nikki, who looked tremendous. She had on a tan tube-style dress with a large black patent-leather belt across her midsection. The fabric hugged her body like I wished I could at that moment. She had on black, patent-leather pumps with a 4-inch heel to match the belt. Next was the woman I recognized the least in this crowd. Monica was Nikki's fiancé and quite an attractive woman. She had short, curly red hair that complimented her pale complexion. Her body was curvy and highlighted by her large chest. She had on a black skirt suit and white blouse, accompanied by black stockings and black heel, slingbacks that were only about 3-inches tall. She was a nice compliment to Nikki.

Next to Monica was Penny, who had her hair up in a bun and was wearing a spaghetti strap checkerboard patterned minidress. She had on black 4 inch pumps to match her dress. She looked lovely and I was taken back by how much her beauty struck me at that moment. Leslie was standing to Penny's left, wearing a black, off the shoulder long sleeve dress that clung to her gorgeous figure. She too had on black 4 inch pumps and her hair was very big. Leslie was meticulous in her appearance and it did not go unnoticed. She was, in every way, a woman.

Finally, next to Leslie was her sister Brooke. Brooke had on a very similar dress to her sister, except hers was turquoise and the sleeves were slightly flared. She had on silver strappy sandals with a steel heel that was easily 4 inches, though I suspected higher. She was breathtaking and I was mesmerized by her.

Taking in all over these beautiful women was overwhelming me greatly. Each of them looked amazing, their makeup applied to perfection and each wearing a different fragrance, one more intoxicating than the next. I felt underdressed in my pinstripe, navy blue suit. I looked at the beauties before me and was very conflicted. Each of these women held a place inside me and each place was different. Passion, loyalty and empathy consumed me as my eyes danced between. Penny cracked my haze, after what seemed like hours but was only a few seconds in reality.

"Ok, tonight's event is a bachelorette party for both Nikki and Monica," Penny announced.

The women clapped, yelled and whistled. I glanced at Penny, crookedly.

"There is a stretch, Hummer limo waiting outside for us," Penny continued, as did the clapping and whistling. "So I want to set the rules before we go. I want everyone to have a good time and enjoy themselves. Emma and Leslie have decided that the firm will be paying for everything tonight, so enjoy but let's also be considerate."

Each of the women nodded and seemed to understand what Penny was saying.

"Now, there is a bonus to our party," Penny added. "Our favorite man, here, will be our chaperone tonight. We have the limo until 3am, when it is schedule to drop us off back here."

This all seemed like a great girl's night out to me, I still wasn't sure what my role was actually to be. Penny seemed to get that when she looked at me.

"We will be making 3 stops tonight," Penny went on. "Emma is holding some special passes. At each of the stops, there will be a challenge. The lady who wins each challenge will be awarded the special pass for that stop. The pass is good for 20 minutes alone in the limo with him. Anything goes. Emma will award the pass at each stop since she is the only one of us not competing."

The women hooted and hollered like alcoholics at an open bar. I was surprised but not shocked. Penny was getting really creative and playful. I could clearly see Emma's influence showing up in her. This evening should be very interesting.

I held open the door of the office suite as the seven women passed in front of me to exit. We all gathered onto the elevator and made our way out of the building. As promised, a white, Hummer H2 limo was parked just outside the lobby, waiting for us. The driver held open the door as the seven dolls climbed into the car. I was the last to enter the vehicle, sitting on the back seat next to the door.

The driver closed us in and we were off to our evening. The women began drinking immediately. The champagne and vodka flowed throughout the car and the women prepared to party. Using my better judgment, I refrained from drinking. I thought it wise to lookout for any of the women who might need a hand if they had "too much" fun tonight.

We drove for about 25 minutes before the car came to a stop. The women continued to giggle and whistle as we reached our first stop. The driver opened the door and I exited first, helping each of the ladies step down from the oversized vehicle. When we were all out of the car, I turned around to notice we were downtown at a strip club called "Moonlight." I had been here before with several friends for typical "boys nights," though I was confused as to what seven women would want with a strip club?

Penny led the way and the women followed her inside as I brought up the rear, ensuring that all were accounted for. We proceeded past the bouncer and into the dark club. It glowed of blacklight and the stage was dead in the center. I could see some of the dancers standing on the outskirts of the stage, looking for customers.

Penny led us to a corner table that had piece of paper on it which read "Reserved." We all sat and the ladies ordered a round of drinks and shots. This party was hitting full stride as the waitress returned and the seven beauties fired back their shots. Penny slammed her shotglass to the table loudly when she was done.

"The first challenge," she screamed over the loud music, "is to get the phone number of one of the dancers. The first woman back with a legit number is the winner. Emma will call the phone number to make sure it's not a fake."

The women hollered and yelled as they began moving away from the table.

"ONE CATCH," Penny yelled to them as they disbanded. "YOU CAN"T TELL THEM WHY YOU WANT THEIR NUMBER."

My eyes widened when I heard this. I sat at the table, left with only Emma, who was holding the business card that would serve as the winner's pass for this stop. I was watching Emma as she watched the women disburse all over the club. Emma was still stunning to behold, but tonight she was playing the role of team mom, which was also very attractive.

"I will give you 3 to 1 odds that your sister wins this one," I said to her over the music.

"No way," she countered. "My money is on Penny. That dress could get an eskimo hot."

We watched together as the women worked their magic on the dancers. Penny had a hot blond girl corner and was making lusty eyes at her, while Leslie was at the bar doing shots with a curvy brunette. Vivian was sitting at the stage dangling dollars towards the current performer, while Nikki was seated on one of the couches getting a lap dance from another girl. This was shear amusement and perversion at the same time. I was stiff in my pants watching these events occur.

"They are enjoying this too much," Emma leaned over and said to me.

"I thought this was so Nikki and Monica could have some fun," I countered.

"To Nikki, nothing is more fun than this game," she replied.

"Did she tell you that," I asked.

"Yes, when she asked to come back," Emma admitted. "She said she missed us and that you were one great lay."

"That is unreal," I stated.

Before I could continue my thought, Monica stood before us and handed Emma a slip of paper. Emma opened it and I was stunned when she laid it on the table, revealing a number. I looked up at Monica who smiled back at me, patronizingly. Emma pulled out her phone and dialed the number. I waited as Monica continued to glare at me. Emma snapped her phone shut and nodded at me. She handed Monica the card, declaring her the winner.

I clapped my hands in jest, but Monica grabbed my right hand and dragged me out of the club. Our driver was waiting and he opened the door as Monica climbed up into the big limo. I followed obediently, the door closing behind me. I sat on the back seat and Monica sat on the bench seat to my left. She stared at me intensely.

"We really don't know each other," she said to me after several long minutes of silence.

Her Australian accent was charming and warm. I felt more at ease after she spoke. Her voice very much cracked the tension that I felt lingering between us.

"You're right," I confirmed. "What would you like to know about me?"

"Well, let's start with some things you should know," she countered. "First, you will not be getting any action from me tonight. Nikki cares greatly for the people you are associated with but I am not sold on this 'game.' I will do what I have to do in order to keep her happy, but I can not state that I will ever be comfortable with this situation."

I thought about what she said for a moment, gathering and organizing the points of my response. I wanted to be clear but not condescending. I wanted to try to do what I could to help Monica feel comfortable, if not for herself, then for Nikki.

"I understand how you feel, I really do," I admitted. "The only way you can start to be comfortable with the situation is to get comfortable with the people. These ladies are nothing short of amazing, as is there care for Nikki. Take the time to see them for who they really are. They define the game; the game does not define them."

"What about you," she asked.

"What about me," I repeated.

"Do you care for my Nikki," she pressed.

"Of course I do," I revealed. "I care greatly for Nikki. She is an amazing woman and I am happy that she has someone that makes her happy and will let her be herself in this game. You mean the world to her. That is a nice thing to see."

"So, you don't want to take her from me," Monica stuttered.

"Why would I want to do that," I retorted sternly. "I care for all of these women. I want them to be happy and you clearly make Nikki very happy. I would not want to take that from her at all. Are you worried that this game will take her from you?"

"Yes," she admitted shyly, dropping her head into her hands.

"You don't have to be worried," I said. "This game isn't about that. It's is tough to believe that from the outside, but watch, from a distance and tell me if you can't see it. This is a group of people that cares for each other. Nikki is a big part of that and it's clear she wants to remain part of it. Her choice to return because it meant something to her is evidence that this is more than it appears to be on the surface. You also mean something to her. She can care for both, trust her, even if you don't trust the rest of us."

"You are different," she stated. "Different than I thought you were."

"Let me guess," I replied, "you thought I was a simple, horny guy who wanted to fuck all these women as much as possible. You thought that I was just some lucky loser who stumbled into a sex fest."

"Honestly, yes," she acknowledged. "That is exactly what I thought. But you are not like that. You are quite real."

Before I could respond my cell phone rang. It was Penny. I knew that meant that my time with Monica was up. I opened the door of the limo and all of the other women were waiting for us. I stepped out and helped each of them back into the car. When we were fully loaded, we headed to our next destination.

We were only in the car about five minutes when the car stopped again. The door opened and I was out first to help the ladies along. At this point I could see the alcohol starting to hit a couple of them harder than the others. Brooke was swaying when she walked, like a leaning tower on high heels. She was adorable. Vivian was also starting to feel no pain as evidenced by her slurred speech. She was struggling to make complete thoughts at the moment.

When the car was empty, we all followed Penny into what I recognized as one of the hotter dance clubs in the city. I had seen it in several magazines; this place was quite the night spot. The line was around the block and there was a large black bouncer wearing an earpiece at the door. He looked much like a linebacker in full pads, although he was wearing a t-shirt and jeans. Penny approached him confidently and said something to him quickly. Her tiny stature next to his impressive frame was quite the contrast. The large gentleman then said something into the collar of his shirt, where I am guessing his mic was, and then he waved us all to enter.

We again followed Penny as she led us inside. She led us to a table on the far side of the huge dance floor, which had four small, circular stages on the corners. We sat down and a waitress greeted us immediately. She already had a tray full of drinks and shots for the ladies.

"These are from Bill," the waitress said as she began putting the drinks on the table in front of us. "He says to have fun tonight."

I looked at Emma and then at Penny. What did Bill have to do with this? That was not something I was expecting. I sat, quietly, as they toasted Monica and Nikki before firing back their shots. Emma seemed to be the resident professional, keeping pace with all the ladies though she continued to appear stone cold sober. She was wonderful to watch.

"Challenge number two," Penny called to the women. "I just ordered three bottles of champagne that cost about $300 each. The first one to find a guy to pay our bar bill wins this challenge."

I looked up to see the waitress return with a tray of champagne glasses and followed by three young dudes each carrying a bucket full of ice and a bottle. I could not help but laugh to myself. Penny was beyond creative now; she was being down right sadistic. The ladies were starting to see that they needed to be on their toes at all times, but I had a feeling this was going to be an interesting challenge to watch unfold.

The ladies had a large champagne toast before setting out on their mission. The champagne seemed to make Vivian very hyper, as she was now bouncing all over the club, running into young men. Brooke, on the other hand, had not moved. She sat at the table with Emma and me, with her head down. I felt for her, we've all been there. Nikki was talking to a young guy in the far corner of the place, while Monica was dirty dancing with two guys on one of the small stages. Her wild side was quite attractive. Penny was seated at the bar, surrounded by several guys, while Leslie was standing at the end of the bar, sipping a drink that was either water or vodka. She seemed to be letting the game come to her.

I watched all of them in delight, turning my focus from one to the next, as if flipping through the channels on a television. These ladies were far more entertaining than generic programming though. I looked back at Brooke, who had not moved, and then at Emma, who was rubbing Brooke's back.

"Brooke," I called to her across the table. "Are you alright?"

Brooke did not move anything but her right arm. She raised it from the table and gave me a thumbs up signal, but somehow I didn't believe her.

Before I could dwell on this any longer, Leslie reappeared at the table. She whispered something in Emma's ear and then pointed to the end of the bar. A young guy in sharp, grey suit waved at us. I shook my head in disbelief. No way. She did not get that dude to pick up almost a thousand dollar bar bill. No shot.




Adventures with Penny Ch. 03



Emma asked the waitress for the bill so she could close it out. The waitress quickly scurried off to her station. When she returned she handed Emma a receipt which Emma reviewed for several long moments in detail. Emma then nodded to the waitress, who turned and left the table. She handed a business card to Leslie, who smiled at me crookedly. 

Leslie walked around the table and grabbed my hand. She pulled me from my seat and led me out of the club. The limo was exactly where we had left it and I eagerly assisted Leslie as she climbed into the car. She slid across the back seat and wait for me to join her. I closed the door behind me as I sat next to her.

She looked great and I took in her gorgeous frame. My concentration was broken when I heard the driver's door close. Leslie lowered the partition between us and him.

"Could you please drive around for the next 20 minutes," Leslie requested. "Thanks."

She raised the partition and I heard the engine of the car roar as it was started. Leslie looked at me, with desire in her eyes.

"How did you get that guy to pay that bill," I asked her.

"I made him a bet," she replied.

"What was the bet," I inquired. I was dying to know.

"Weren't you watching," she asked.

"Sorry," I conceded. "I was checking on Brooke. She's pretty smashed."

"Well, then you are gonna love this," she stated. "I bet him that I could get another girl in the bar to taste my pussy right there in front of him. Of course he thought there was no way it was going to happen, so he asked what I wanted to bet. I told him if I won, he would pay our bar bill and if I lost I would take him out to the limo and blow him."

"Naturally he made that bet," I laughed. "But, how did you win?"

"Simple," she informed me. "I called Penny over and removed my soaked panties. Penny was a good sport and licked them twice right in front of the guys' face."

"That guy didn't stand a chance," I admitted. "He was doomed from the start."

"Yeah, he was really beat when Penny tucked my panties into his jacket pocket," she laughed loudly.

"You look gorgeous tonight," I said.

"I am glad you think so," she responded. "I wanted to apologize to you. I never meant to put you in such a bad position with that proposal. That wasn't why I did it. When I thought you were going to say no, I got very flippant about it and that is what led to the fight. It was a defense mechanism gone wrong. You didn't deserve that and I never got the chance to say I'm sorry."

"Well, it seems it led to this," I reminded her. "We are in capable hands now."

"I know," she confessed. "But I have another fifteen minutes to make it up to you and as you now know, I have no underwear on."

I liked where this was headed. I was getting hard in my pants. Leslie quickly climbed on top of me, turning up the music on the radio as she did. She straddled me on the seat and kissed me deeply. I groped her ass through her dress and then slid it up over her hips. I grabbed at her bare ass as she plunged her tongue into my mouth like a snake. I was swollen in my pants underneath her. I reached my hand under her ass and inserted my index finger into her already flooded box. She gasped as my digit penetrated her.

"We don't have all that long," she whispered. "So fuck me, fuck me now."

I wasted no time flipping her around so that she was now on the seat and I was on my knees on the floor in front of her. I undid my belt and dropped my pants to my knees. My cock sprung free, leaking liquid from the tip. I pulled Leslie to me and put her legs over my shoulder. I pressed my cock into her gash without resistance. She was all woman and I loved how it felt to be inside her. I held her hips and began to fuck her roughly. I pulled her to me again and again as I entered her roughly. My rod was throbbing as I pierced her pussy repeatedly, losing myself in the wonderful feeling. I pulled her to me over and over as she writhed with pleasure in front of me.

"I have missed fucking you," Leslie growled at me as we continued to go at it.

I endlessly slammed into her slot until I could not take it any longer. I groaned loudly as I erupted in her vagina. I let loose with what felt like gallons of spunk. I continued to devastate her pussy until every drop had been removed from my cock. I stared at her, my cock still buried inside her. I did not know if she climaxed, but my orgasm was intense.

We were both startled when the limo came to a stop. I moved myself onto the seat next to her and we both readjusted our clothing. When we were composed, I opened the door and found that we were back at the club we had left from. We proceeded back inside to find most of the women seated at the table, finishing what was left of the champagne.

Brooke still had her head down and was now, apparently, unconscious. I looked around the table and noticed the only one missing was Vivian. Emma noticed my gaze and pointed to the dance floor area. Vivian was dancing on one of the small, circular stages, like a wild woman. I shook my head in laughter.

"Time to go," Penny declared.

The women rose from the table and Emma attempted to wake Brooke, but the effort was futile. I stepped around the table and scooped Brooke up into my arms. I carried her out of the club as Emma went to retrieve Vivian. 

Once we were outside, the ladies began climbing into the limo, though the spring was gone from their steps. The night and booze had worn them out. I carried Brooke towards the limo, when Leslie stopped me.

"I'm taking her home," Leslie informed me.

I followed Leslie to a cab parked behind the Hummer and loaded Brooke into the backseat. I stared at her for a brief moment, longing to take her home myself and hold her. As I turned to head back to the limo, Leslie stopped me.

"Are you in love with my sister," she asked me bluntly.

I did not answer. This was neither the time nor the place for this conversation to happen. Plus, I did not know the true answer, but I knew I missed how Brooke and I had been before Penny took over the game. 

Leslie looked at for a moment, but did not press the issue. She kissed me on the cheek and climbed into the cab. I turned and head back to the limo, where Emma was assisting Vivian in climbing aboard. When all the ladies were inside, I closed the door behind me and we were off to our last stop.

As the limo moved through the streets, I noticed the ladies seemed to have worn themselves out. All except for two, Penny and Nikki, who were still throwing back the liquor and going strong. Vivian had crashed when she hit the seat and was now fighting to keep her eyes open. Emma was visible worn out by the mass consumption of alcohol, not to mention having to basically carry Vivian to the car. Monica had her head back on the seat and appeared to be beat.

I glared down at my watch. 12:30 Am. These women had partied fast and furious. No good would come of making another stop.

"Penny, maybe we should call it a night," I suggested. "Let's have the driver drop everyone off at their homes, since none of you are in any shape to drive."

"Stop being a party pooper," Penny slurred back at me. "We have one more stop and one more bonus."

I looked at her, my face showing nothing but disagreement for her intention to continue partying. She glared at me and then stuck her tongue out. I sat back, defeated.

"Pen, he's right," Emma interjected. "Sometimes we should play it safe."

Every eye in the car was now on Emma. We were all waiting on a response from Penny. She stared at Emma in complete shock. It looked as though a wave of sheer panic had swept over her. Penny's face lacked color and expression, as if she suddenly realized that she had made a grand mistake.

Penny reached over and lowered the stereo. She dropped the partition between us and the driver and she instructed him to start bringing the ladies home. The first stop was at Vivian's condo. I exited the car and helped Vivian step down. She threw her arms around my neck for support, so I casually scooped her up into my arms and carried her to her door. She dug the keys out of her purse as I held her and then dropped them into my hand.

I unlocked the door and carried her to her bed. I laid her down, though she did not let me go.

"I still love you, you know," she stated in her intoxication.

"I know," I replied and I kissed her on the forehead.

She finally released me and I turned to leave.

"Good," she mumbled as I turned away.

I locked the door behind and was back in the limo in no time. As we headed for the next stop, Penny now looked wiped out. Her eyes were heavy and her head hung. We reached Emma's house in no time and as she exited the car she handed the last business card she had to Nikki.

"It is your night," Emma said to her. "You should have this."

Nikki kissed her on the cheek and smiled. We dropped Penny off next, in a very nice townhouse complex. I realized that I had never been to Penny's place before I was delighted to see how well lit and manicured her complex was. Penny opened the door and exited the car. Much to my surprise, Monica followed her.

When Monica hit the ground, she turned to look for Nikki. Nikki held up the business card and smiled at both Monica and Penny.

"See you girls in the morning," Nikki giggled.

"It wasn't an overnight pass," Penny reminded her. "It's good for 20 minutes."

Nikki looked completely discouraged now. She was visibly aggravated and very drunk.

"Then I will see you in 20 minutes," she snapped as she slammed the limo door shut.

Before I could say anything Nikki jumped on top of me. She kissed me deeply, the taste of sorted alcohols on her tongue. She was irresistible at that moment. I ran my hands all over her tight body in that tan tube dress she wore. I kissed her neck as she gasped heavily. She ran her hand all over my lap, teasing my stiff rod. I wanted her bad.

She stopped suddenly and laid back on the long seat in the limo. She lifted her legs and removed her panties quickly. Nikki then turned around and pulled up her dress, exposing her bare ass to me. It was impossible to keep from jumping her. I tore down my pants and positioned myself behind her. I pressed my firm stick into her moist pussy. I sighed as I penetrated her and pushed my entire length inside of her.

I grabbed her hips and began to insert myself into her repeatedly. Each time I entered her I increased my pace. I was fucking her furiously in no time. I rocked back and pulled her to me as I thrusted forward. She winced several times between her moans. It felt too good to stop. I pounded myself into her again, my balls thunderously slamming into her clit. She put her face down into the seat to muffle a long, loud scream.

Nikki came forcefully with an elongated orgasm. As she spasmed and shivered through her climax I did not let up, ramming my pole into her twat as hard as I could manage. I didn't stop through my own orgasm. I continue to crash into her as I unloaded buckets of cum into her box. I dumped endless streams of goo inside her as I pounded her furiously.

When I was completely spent I crashed to the seat beneath us and was immobile. Nikki did not move and was drawing quick and heavy breaths. It was an amazing feeling to know that I had just violently attacked her body with her permission. I could not move.

After several long moments had passed, Nikki sat up and put her dress back in place. She then turned to me and tucked my cock away, putting my pants back in place as well. She opened the door and stepped out of the car. I followed her slowly. When we were both outside, Nikki leaned over and kissed me gently on the cheek.

"I have missed you," she whispered. "I am glad that I came back."

She turned and headed into Penny's house. I knew that Nikki and Penny were very close, but I did not know that Nikki and Monica were staying with Penny. That was an interesting twist that revealed itself tonight. I stared at the door as Nikki disappeared into the house.

Instead of getting back into the limo alone, I climbed upfront with the driver. I told him to take me back to the office so I could get my car. We drove in silence until he made his opinion known.

"All those women," the driver said to me. "You are one lucky dude."

Funny, one man's luck is another's envy. I found that moment awkward.

"Thanks," I responded simply.

I tipped him an extra $100 when we got back to the office. I got in my car and headed to Brooke's, where I knew I would be alone. 



Adventures with Penny Ch. 04



 Chapter 04 – Base of Operations

Nikki's bachelorette party took the rest of the weekend to recovery from. I lounged around for the next two days, doing nothing productive. I was tired and depressed because Brooke had not been home since we went out on Friday night. Her distance from me was becoming excruciating. I pushed through my haze and went back to work on Monday morning, excited for the distraction.

The day was a waste. I got nothing done and moved like a complete zombie. As I headed home on Monday night, I hoped that I would break through the current funk that I was operating in. I reached Brooke's place and found her car in the driveway. I quickly made my way into the house, desperate to see her, only to find that Brooke was not alone. She was sitting at the table in the nook with Penny. They were giggling and chatting over coffee when I entered.

I stared at them as I entered the house and wondered what there conversation was about. I greeted them both cordially before excusing myself to decompress for a moment. I made my way to my room and dropped my briefcase. I changed my cloths, hoping to relax, but the anxiety was overwhelming. After taking a few moments to compose myself, I made my way back downstairs and joined the two of them at the table.

"What is going on," I asked plainly as I seated myself next to Penny.

"Brooke has found us a house," Penny exclaimed, almost overjoyed.

Her excitement was clearly written on her face and her tone of voice indicated that she was more than pleased with Brooke's work.

"That's great, is the price right," I asked, trying to be rational and realistic.

"It is quite a good deal," Penny replied. "Brooke even got the seller to allow us to move in early in good faith."

Penny's last remark took me somewhat by surprise. I didn't know a lot about real estate but I knew enough to understand that this was not a common occurrence. 

"That's great," I responded, trying to remain positive, but still feeling a little skeptical. "When can we move in?"

"Vivian and I will be moving our stuff this week," Penny disclosed. "I have taken Thursday to move my furniture, while Vivian has taken Friday to move hers. You can move your stuff in on Saturday."

I was stunned by the very short time frame that Penny had laid out. I thought about all the stuff I had at Brooke's and the great many things I still had in storage. I was very interested in seeing our new residence but the new living situation was going to be a very different dynamic. I was going to miss Brooke, which was more than clear. Penny was very organized and quite direct in her planning. I liked her approach but this was a lot of information to take in at this point.

"Ok then, I need to go plan the rest of my week," I stated before excusing myself from the table.

I made my way back to my room and closed the door. I missed Brooke already. Penny had a pretty specific plan in her mind and it wasn't bad though it was a different idea of how to operate in this game. I trusted her, but I felt myself starting to get genuinely selfish in some of my thoughts. I almost wished that Vivian was not moving in with us and that Brooke was. I needed to shake that off and get my head on straight. This was Penny's game and Penny's plan. Trust her and move on. 

I planned my weekend with the complete intent on moving over the weekend. I mapped out a time table for Saturday and the best way to proceed with transferring my shit to my new home. I got angry with myself as I sat there planning and letting my mind run away with thoughts of leaving the game and taking Brooke with me. I needed a reality check. I returned to the table in the nook where both Penny and Brooke tried to make things very easy on me.

"This place is great," Brooke advised me as I sat down. "It's only about two miles away from here."

"Your move should be very easy," Penny said. "You will have no problems with it all."

"That is great," I responded, with knots in my stomach. "I think I need to go get some rest for by big weekend move then."

I could not take sitting at that table and hearing Brooke tell me that this was a good thing. I knew that she hated this idea as much as I did, though she was being an amazing team player about this. I retired to my room again, this time for the balance of the evening. I winced at the thought of not living with Brooke and my mind continued to get the better of me as selfish scenarios danced on my brainwaves. It had not been all that long since I had moved in here, but Brooke had changed the way I viewed this game. She was more than another player to me now, more than a desire of the flesh. She had become the desire of my heart.

I worked my way through the balance of the week, very much in a haze. I felt like work had become my distraction to my real existence. My time in the office was my only sanity check, where I did not have to think about the game or my yearning to be with Brooke. The thought of being without Brooke really wounded me, so I tried to put it out of my mind. Also, currently I did not have an assignment from the game, which would have also been a welcomed diversion. This sucked.

I left work on Friday, heading home and finalizing all the planning for my big moving day on Saturday. Brooke had given me the address of the new place she had found for Penny, Vivian and I because she was going away for the weekend with her sister Leslie. They were going to visit their niece Mindy at college. I felt this was Brooke's clever way of not having to have my leaving front and center in her mind. 

I was very interested to see what the new house she had found us was like, but I was also not at all anxious to leave. Brooke was the only thing I could see when I closed my eyes. This was the spot between the preverbal rock and hard place. Brooke was the thing I desired but I was committed to the game and could not bring myself to hurt the other people involved for the sake of me being selfish. This game and these women where part of who I was at this point, which made them a major factor in every decision I was making these days.

I packed my normal, everyday gear in a travel bag and headed to the new address the next morning. I arrived and found Penny and Vivian unpacking their boxes, like young women arriving at the dorm on the first day of college. I let Penny lead me on a tour of our new residence and scoped out the entire property.

I could not deny that it was a nice place. It was a three bedroom, tri-level home which was built into a hill on a dead-end road. The first level was a finished basement that boasted plenty of usable square footage. It was carpeted, clean and appeared as if it had recently received a fresh coat of paint. Penny escorted me to the main level which was comprised of the kitchen, dining room, living room and ½ bath, not to mention the French doors to the very large back deck. The third floor contained all three bedrooms and both full baths. It was a very nice place for the three of us to live, with light colored paint on the walls and plenty of natural light. It felt very homey and inviting.

Penny had commandeered the master bedroom with the master bathroom for herself. As the leader of the game and since this was her idea, I thought that was a fitting selection. Penny was not trying to force herself on us as a leader; she was just evolving naturally into a Type-A Alpha-Female. The role seemed to suit her well. I never questioned my loyalty to her or my caring for her, but my trust and confidence in her was growing daily to exponential levels. 

Penny's room was located directly at the top of the stairs. Vivian had selected the third and smallest bedroom for herself, probably because it was painted pink. It was at the far end of the small hallway, past the linen closet and closer to the room that was left for me. I, obviously, was relegated to the middle bedroom. The room was square was a decent size with a fair closet. 

The first thought that occurred to me was to make the room as unappealing as possible and keep people out of it. I quickly thought better of that idea, it was just plain stupid. I dropped my travel bag in my new room and began analyzing how to setup the furniture that would be arriving shortly. I had hired a moving company to deliver my things from my storage unit to the new house. I did not have too much, a bed, desk, armoire and filing cabinet. I spent the next few moments debating on where things were going to fit best.

I was so deep in thought about how to arrange my room that I did not hear Penny and Vivian sneak up on me. They giggled from the doorway as I mapped things out in my mind. I turned to look at them and they were completely adorable, both of them. Maybe this wasn't going to be as bad as I originally thought.

I spent the day running back and forth between Brooke's and our new place, gathering my cloths and the rest of my shit. The movers were great as they delivered my furniture and boxes of other miscellaneous items from storage with no issues. I set up my room and tried to stay out of the way as Penny and Vivian set up their rooms and the rest of the house.

The day seemed to evaporate and it was well past 6pm when Penny tapped on the door to my room. I was running wires around my desk, setting up my workstation and pc. I heard her enter the room but didn't look away from what I was doing.

"I took the liberty of ordering a pizza," Penny announced. "I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all," I admitted. "Thanks."

"You look busy," she said. "I will call you when it gets here."

I heard her turn to leave my room, but I halted her. Her tone of voice seemed to be indicating that something was very much on her mind.

"Pen, is there something you want to say," I asked.

"It can wait," she responded.

"Penny, it's the first day we are living together," I reminded her sternly. "If we start these games now, we will never get out from under them. Talk to me."

"Ok, you are right," she agreed with a heavy sigh. "I want to make sure you are good with this living situation and that I didn't make a mistake."

Her second guessing of herself caught me way off guard. I did not expect this at all and was unsure how to reply. I crawled out from under my desk and looked up at her curiously.

"Pen, are you ok with it," I inquired.

She smiled as brightly as I can ever remember her smiling.

"Yes," she stated gleefully. "I am more ok with it than anything I can remember. That is why I am unsure of it. I feel like I am being selfish. I hope you don't think I was trying to hurt you or Brooke by making this change. I have to admit, I really like this idea and I am hoping you do too."

I stood up and walked over to her. I threw my arms around her and kissed her forehead as she stood there limply.

"Penelope, I love you," I revealed, surprising even myself in that moment. "I really do. This will be as good or bad as we make it, so let's make it great. Brooke is still a big part of this game and a big part of me. Don't be afraid of that, though. Just know that it is part of how it is and we will all be fine. Brooke is handling this incredibly well, she keeps everything balanced."

Penny threw her arms around me and hugged me tightly.

"You love me or you are in love with me," she asked.

"I love you," I repeated.

"And you are in love with Brooke," she surmised as she continued to squeeze me.

"I don't know," I disclosed. "I have heavy, strong feelings for her, but let's see how the game develops. I have cared for you for too long to jump the gun on anything. You don't have to compete with Brooke for me. I am here for both of you, as much as either of you will have me."

"Do you remember the first time we were together," Penny asked me, her voice muffled in my shirt to hide her tears.

"Of course, the corporate awards party," I acknowledged. "You were amazing that night."

"I almost broke the rules that night and begged you to stay with me," she confessed. "The first time I saw you in the office, I wanted you. But after I had you, I wanted you to want me."

We laughed together as I held her. Time seemed to stand still as neither one of us spoke. I didn't remember hearing the doorbell right, but that didn't stop Vivian from announcing that someone had visited us.

"Pizza's here," Vivian yelled up the stairs to us.

I took Penny by the hand and led her downstairs. Vivian was waiting for us at the table in the dining room. I recognized the oak table from Vivian's condo. She had set out a glass of wine for both her and Penny and a beer for me. This was nice touch. Penny and I joined her at the table and we all sat down.

"I propose a toast," Vivian said as she raised her glass. "To the game and the players."

We toasted before opening the box and tearing into the pizza before us. We joked and laughed as we told stories while we ate. Penny told of her first date with Pete and what a disaster it had been. Vivian told of when she was a child and Emma was a teenager, how she followed her sister and mimicked everything she did and how that behavior sent Emma into rages of teenage angst. I mentioned my youth back east, my love of baseball and various family mishaps. It was one of the nicest dinners I had ever had and our new place started to feel like a home.

When we were done, the pizza was gone and so was the entire bottle of wine. There were 3 beers left in the six pack I started with, so I was a little surprise when Vivian opened one and began drinking it. Penny followed her lead and opened one for herself as well. I laughed at them playfully.

"I think it's time to discuss the house rules," Penny stated.

"Go ahead," I urged her.

"First, no sex in the house outside of the game," she declared. "Also, everyone must sleep in there own bed, alone at least 3 nights per week."

"No surprises in either of those rules," I admitted.

"Not really," Vivian agreed. "Anything else?"

"Actually, there are two more rules," Penny announced, somewhat to my surprise. "These aren't really rules, more like informational items that you can do with what you like. First, this house is going to be owned by the firm, not by any one of us. So, a little gratitude goes a long what to the ladies that take care of all of us."

"Absolutely," I concurred.

"And second," Vivian pushed Penny to continue.

"Second," Penny mused, "the rules don't go into effect until sunrise tomorrow. So tonight is a free night to do as you please."

A very wide and devilish smile stretched across Penny's face now. Vivian needed no further prompting, as she rose from her seat and made her way to mine. She straddled me in the chair I was sitting in and began kissing me passionately. I wasted no time in reacting, squeezing her body in my arms as we kissed.

Our lips were locked tight and our tongues wrestled feverishly. I did not notice Penny get up from her seat, but I felt her warm breath on my neck as she kissed it lightly and whispered in my ear.

"Let's go up to my room and break in my bed," she suggested.

Vivian pulled away from me and stared past me, at Penny, blankly.

"Hey," Vivian yelled. "I was here first!"

I heard Penny giggle behind me.

"Silly girl," she mockingly chastised Vivian. "The offer was for both of you."

I saw Vivian's eyes widen and then a wonderfully evil grin develop across her mouth.

"I'm not very good at sharing," Vivian said sinfully.

"That's alright," Penny countered quickly. "I will teach you to take turns, just like I taught Nikki. I know he remembers that."

She was correct; I did remember my encounter with her and Nikki. It was amazing to say the least and I think her bringing it up challenged Vivian. I thought of that encounter fondly and often. I was eager to experience that again and I waited anxiously for Vivian's response.

"I know I am better at sharing than Nikki," Vivian stated as she stood up off of me.

She walked over to Penny and kissed her full on the mouth. Penny returned the kiss forcefully as I watched. My cock was rock hard in my jeans as I sat there staring at them. Penny turned away from Vivian and headed across the living room and then up the stairs. Vivian followed playfully. I took one last sip of my beer and made my way up to Penny's room.

When I reached the top of the stairs, the door to Penny's bedroom was wide open and what I sight I beheld. Penny's shorts, panties and t-shirt were on floor and Vivian was bent over facing the bed. As I entered the room, I took in the full picture. Penny was lying on her back on the bed, her gorgeous body inviting with her legs bent at the knee and open. Vivian was standing at the edge of the bed and was bending over, licking Penny's beautiful bald pussy wildly. Penny alternated between giggles and gasps as Vivian invaded her with her tongue. My cock pulsated, throbbed and leaked while I watched this continue for several minutes. That was, until they remembered that I was there.

"Oh," Penny exclaimed when she noticed me watching.

Vivian stopped what she was doing and stood up. She stared at me hungrily and pulled her t-shirt over her head. Her lovely breasts sprang free and caused my cock to twitch again. Vivian bent over and removed her sweat pants and panties, leaving her standing before me completely nude. She was stunning and I wanted her.

"You are completely over dressed for the occasion," Penny said playfully as she climbed off of her bed.

Penny and Vivian both moved in close to me. Penny ripped my t-shirt over my head and tossed it aside while Vivian unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. In one swift motion Vivian squatted in front of me, removed my jeans, boxers and socks and was stroking my dick in her hand. Penny threw her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately while Vivian began ingesting my shaft. I was in heaven.

Penny pulled away from me and looked down at Vivian. She smiled crookedly and then sat herself on the bed.

"So, Vivian, let's she how good you are at sharing," Penny challenged her.

Vivian stopped sucking my cock and looked at Penny, without standing up.

"What did you have in mind," Vivian asked boldly.

"Share and share alike," Penny said. "You share with me and I will share with you."

Vivian looked at her sideways, somewhat confused. She stood up and turned to face Penny, who was now wearing a smirk that would have made the dirtiest politician jealous.

"What exactly do you have in mind," Vivian pressed, unsure of where this was headed.

I stared at Penny's tight, naked body as she talked, keeping my dick as stiff as a board.

"It's simple really," Penny chuckled. "You get one and I get one, but we share them."

"One what," Vivian inquired innocently, still confounded as to what Penny could be referring to.

Penny stepped towards her and whispered in Vivian's ear. Vivian's eyes grew wide as Penny spoke to her. Finally, Penny finished and Vivian turned to her.

"You sick little slut," Vivian declared. "That's fucking hot!"

"I am glad you think so," Penny giggled in response. "Do you want to go first?"

"Hell yes," Vivian exclaimed.

Vivian wasted no time hopping up onto the bed and lying back. Penny spread Vivian's legs open at the knee, showing me her very welcoming pussy. 

"Come and get it," Penny instructed me.

I wasted no time in moving to the edge of the bed and placing the swollen head of my cock at Vivian's opening. I inserted myself into her with a stiff thrust. Vivian winced slightly though there was no tension as I penetrated her since her box was already filled with her juices. I place each of her legs over my shoulders and used her thighs to pull her to me. I pressed into her again and again rapidly as Penny licked her nipples and sucked her big tits in my full view. I was not going to last long at all.




Adventures with Penny Ch. 04



Vivian thrashed wildly as I filled her with my full length over and over quickly and forcefully. She moaned loudly as I was very near my peak. Penny must have seen the look of heightened pleasure on my face because she stopped what she was doing and looked up at me.

"You have to cum on her tits for me," Penny requested.

I had little time to react so I withdrew my cock from Vivian's snatch and climbed on the bed next to her. I tugged my prick while on my knees next to Vivian and climaxed. I shot rocket after rocket of thick, milky seamen onto Vivian's chest. Seeing my white liquid on her pale bosom made me shoot harder each time until I was depleted. I remained there on my knees, staring at Vivian's tits covered in my batter. It was such a hot sight.

What was even hotter was watching Penny lick all the jizz off of Vivian's chest. She made small and large circles, ensuring that she captured every drop of liquid that I left. My rod stayed very firm watching her work. When she was done, Penny smiled an evil smile at me before opening her mouth to show me that all of my seamen was still there.

Penny them moved over Vivian and did one of the sexiest things I have ever seen. Penny opened her lips and let my entire load fall from her mouth into Vivian's mouth. Vivian received it flawlessly and I felt my cock start to pulsate and then throb intensely. Vivian sat up and smiled at me sinfully before swallowing the entire batch that was in her mouth. I almost came again spontaneously seeing that.

My hard-on was raging when Penny turned away from me on all fours and presented herself to me. Her head was still directly above Vivian's.

"It's my turn," she announced.

I was in no position to argue nor was I about to waste anytime. I grabbed Penny by the hips and pulled her closer to me. I placed the head of my cock to her wet spot from behind and forced my way inside of her. A rush of pleasure swept over me as my dick was engulfed by her sugar walls. I sighed heavily as my full length was pressed into her.

Penny looked back at me over her shoulder and purred like a kitten. It was one of the sexiest sounds I had ever heard and it sent me into a frenzy. I began jamming my shaft in and out of her box rapidly. I fucked her hard and fast, wanting desperately to achieve another orgasm. I pulled her to me each time as I insert my pole into her gash. I was a man possessed as I attacked her body with mine. I slammed into her harder and harder each time, almost trying to injure her. Vivian did not move underneath Penny while I was brutalizing her. Penny began to scream loudly as I continued to violently invade her pussy.

Penny let out several wildly earsplitting screams as I drilled her vagina with my tool. I was unrelenting as I pulverized her pussy at an incredible pace. Her orgasm swept over her quickly as I felt her spasm and shiver while I continued to ravage her. I reached out and grabbed a handful of her hair, using it for leverage each time I thrust my member inside her.

I groaned loudly as I felt my second climax developing. Penny sprang off of my cock when she heard this. She lay back on the bed and presented her chest to me. Vivian now hovered over her, poised to strike. I yanked my dick several times causing my peak to arrive. I gushed goo all over Penny's magnificent tits. I spewed a number of short, thick spurts of cum onto her mammories. I remained there, spent but watching.

Vivian went to work on Penny's bosom, cleaning it quickly and showing me my load in her mouth. I was completely turned on and completely exhausted at the same moment. Vivian moved her mouth over Penny's and let my liquid pass between them, with several drops splattering onto Penny's cheek. Vivian licked up the stray drops quickly and then crashed to the bed next to Penny. Penny swallowed what was in her mouth and then smiled at me again.

I collapsed to the bed next to both of them. Penny curled up next to me and Vivian made her way around so she could curl up on the other side. I held them both in the silence before drifting off.

This new living arrangement might not be all that bad.



Adventures with Penny Ch. 05



Chapter 05 – Home for the Holidays

At some point during the night I crawled out of Penny's bed and made my way back to my room. I slept well that first night, hoping it was a sign of things to come. I thought of sleeping the next day but my mind got the best of me and I was up early. I stayed in bed, not making a sound. I was guessing that Vivian and Penny were not up yet, by the lack of any sound in the house.

I waited until the clock hit an appropriate time to make a phone and I grabbed my cell phone. I sent a text message to Emma, asking for Bill's telephone number. Much to my surprise I received a text back from her only a moment later with the number. I expected it to take some time for her to get back to me and part of me anticipated her questioning my request for it. This general surrender of the information was quite nice.

I didn't dwell on that for too long. I left my room and headed downstairs as I punched Bill's number into my phone.

"Good morning, kid," Bill greeted me as he answered my call quickly.

"How did you know it was me," I asked, quite surprised.

"Kid, it's my job to prepare for such things," he advised me. "What can I do for you this fine Sunday morning?"

"Well, sir, I need some advice," I admitted.

"First of all, don't call me sir, you will make me feel old," Bill laughed. "Now, what seems to be on your mind?"

"With the holidays coming, I will be heading back east to see my family for a week," I disclosed. "I would like to take someone with me but I am not sure how a request like that would go over. Since you have been in the game situation, I was hoping you had some advice for me."

"Actually, kid, I do," Bill replied. "Ask, but ask generally. I feel like you want to take someone specific, which would be selfish. Don't ask for that. Ask to take someone and let Penny decide who it is. She is a very fair person and you all put her in charge for a reason. Trust her to sort it out."

I thought about what he said for a long moment before responding.

"Bill, that is tremendous advice," I admitted. "Thank you so much for taking the time to talk to me and for everything you have done for all of us."

"Kid, you are quite welcome," he said graciously. "I meant it when I said call me anytime. There are moments when this game is difficult. I know that. I am glad to help where and when I can."

"Bill, I will certainly be taking you up on that," I conveyed. "Please send my best to Bonnie."

"I will kid," he confirmed. "Talk to you soon."

It was such a great relief to have someone to talk to who knew my side of the game, someone who had been where I am. Bill was my savior and a genuinely good man too. Now, all I had to figure out was when to ask Penny. I thought it best to do when we were alone.

The rest of Sunday was much of the same as Saturday had been. Each of us finished unpacking and getting used to where things were in our new setting. We learned, with each passing hour how to operate with and around each other in the various rooms of the house. Both of these women were adorable. I had seen them both in the heights of passion and lust, but seeing them in the everyday, mundane tasks made me appreciate them both so much more.

The day flew by and it ended with us all watching television on the couch, one woman on either side of me, both fighting to stay awake. Penny surrendered first and headed up the stairs to bed. I must have drifted off for a short nap and when I awoke, Vivian was sound asleep next to me. I used the remote to shut off the television and then scooped Vivian up into my arms as I stood up.

I shut the lights off and made my way up the stairs. I delivered Vivian safely to her bed and headed to my own, when Penny stopped me in the hall.

"Hey," she whispered. "Stay with me tonight."

It didn't sound like a request, so I followed her into her room and shut the door. We laid down together and I held her close to me, as I had on many occasions. She was quite a woman and as we were still in the dark silence, I knew this was the right time.

"Pen, can I ask you something," I whispered.

"Sure you can," she responded. "Anything."

"I am going home for a week for the holidays," I reminded her.

"I know," she confirmed.

"I really would hate to go alone," I remarked.

There was a long gap without words. I began to second guess my approach. The silence and darkness surrounded us. I felt engulfed in it before Penny finally responded.

"I can't," she stuttered. "I am so sorry and so flattered. I have to be here, helping Nikki with everything for the wedding. She asked me to be her maid-of-honor. I can't disappear on her for a week."

I was taken back that she was so immediately convinced that I meant her. I was also ashamed of myself for not having considered her. I pulled her closer to me in the darkness. I kissed the back of her neck and could feel her breathing heavy.

"Vivian won't go," she stated. "She is too close to Emma's kids; she would never miss Christmas morning with them."

"I understand," I admitted. "Family is important."

We laid there, still and silent. I did not want to push this issue right now. I was trying not to be selfish, as Bill had suggested. The minutes seemed to drag by and sleep was not coming. I thought Penny had drifted off, so it surprised me somewhat when she spoke again.

"Take Brooke," she said cheerfully, as if it had just occurred to her. "It will be good for both of you I think. I mean, if she wants to go, which she will. I will let you ask her. Yes, yes. Take Brooke."

I was overjoyed at getting what I wanted and best of all, Penny thought it was her idea. Immediately the worry set in that Brooke might not go with me. Oh, that thought was going to haunt me until I asked her.

"Thank you," I whispered to Penny before we both fell asleep.

Monday at work seemed to fly by. All I could concentrate on was getting out of the office and over to Brooke's house. I managed my day the best I could and hit the door running at 5pm. I drove like a demon over to Brooke's place, anxious to find out if she would come with me.

I barely put the car into park in her driveway when I bolted from the driver's seat to the front door. I exploded through the door, only to find Brooke sitting on the couch. I stared at her but she didn't look at me. Her eyes were fixed on the television.

"Hey," I greeted her, trying to be cool and calm.

"Hey," she replied flatly. "Did you forget something?"

"Yes," I admitted. "I forgot to tell you that you are the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen."

Finally Brooke turned her head to look at me. Her eyes were watery.

"This is harder than I thought," she said softly.

"Maybe I have something that can help," I offered.

"What's that," she inquired.

"How about you take 10 days off and go away with me," I proposed.

"Yeah, right," she laughed as if she thought I was not serious.

"I am not kidding," I stated firmly. "I have cleared it with Penny already."

Brooke's face lit up when she finally realized that I was not joking. Excitement filled her cheeks and she stood from where she had been sitting.

"When, where," she asked like a hyper 5 year-old on a sugar rush.

"Six weeks from now," I informed her. "I am going home for Christmas and I want you to come with me. I want you to meet my family and see where I used to call home."

The excitement rushed from her cheeks and her face sank. She sat back down on the couch. She would not look at me.

"That's a lot of pressure," she stated softly, staring at the floor.

"There's no pressure," I countered. "It will be you and I, alone. No game, no pressure. This is very, very real."

"I need some time to think about this," she said as she walked past me and up the stairs.

I heard the door to her room shut and I knew she would not come back out until I was gone now. I showed myself out and returned home. I didn't say a word at home; I just went straight to bed. This sucked.

Then next 4 weeks were torture. I was invited to spend Thanksgiving several places, but I was too miserable to enjoy anyone else's company so I stayed home alone. I pressed through the days at work and spent a lot of time in my room at home. As December passed and the date of trip home got closer, I couldn't help but feel empty. I was so looking forward to seeing my family, but it was only half-hearted if Brooke wasn't with me.

The game had stalled for the time being. Penny decided that as we all prepared for Nikki and Monica's wedding and while we waited for Brooke's decision that the assignments for the game were pretty much on hold. And hold was what I did, two nights a week I held Penny and two nights a week I held Vivian. The other 3 nights each week I held out hope that Brooke would come with me. We had a nice routine at home, but I missed Brooke terribly. It bothered me that I missed her so much, though it bothered me so much more being without her.

Finally, the holidays were all around us. Penny was wonderful enough to keep me updated on everything going on with the ladies I cared for. With only 4 days until my trip home, Emma's mom arrived to spoil her grandchildren. Vivian informed us that she was going to stay at Emma's while her mom was here, it was extremely important to her. Mindy was home from school and Lisa was spending a lot of time at Leslie's catching up with her daughter. I knew Brooke was spending time there too, playing referee. Monica's mother had arrived from Sydney last week and was staying through the wedding, so Penny's old townhouse was quite full. Penny was spending almost all her time with Nikki and her mom planning the big day, though on Christmas day she was actually going home, alone to spend time with her mom and dad. I was so proud of her and the healing that had begun there. The family dynamics were everywhere and I longed for my own, though I desperately wanted Brooke to be part of that.

It was a rainy Monday night as I sat at home. The house was empty except for me. I had all I needed for the moment, Monday Night Football and a cold Corona. Life was good and for the next 3 hours I could forget about all the things going on around me. All I needed to do tonight was focus on the Chargers and Broncos. As I was watching the tail end of the pregame coverage, the doorbell rang.

I wasn't expecting anyone nor had I ordered any food. I thought maybe Penny had forgotten her keys or something. I made my way down to the front door and opened it. My heart began racing when I saw that it was Brooke. She stared up at me, the rain falling upon her angelic face, though she said nothing. Her face had an expression that was unreadable. I stared back, waiting, ignoring the falling raindrops. It felt like time was standing still as no words were exchanged. Our eyes never left each other's. It wasn't uncomfortable but I felt anxious.

She seemed to make me wait a long time before she threw her arms around my neck, pushed herself onto the tops of her toes and kissed me. This wasn't a passionate or seductive kiss. This kiss was a surrender. Brooke was focused on nothing else in the world but being intimate with me at that moment. I held her body tightly as the kiss continued. I had never been kissed like that before, it felt pure and honest. Those were two feelings I often struggled with thanks to my participation in this game.

"Of course I am going with you," she whispered as she pulled away from me. 

She stepped back into the rain and leaned against the hood of her car.

"Do you love me," she asked loudly as the rain washed her clean.

"More than should be allowed," I answered as I stepped out into the rain and made my way towards her.

She moved away from me, the rain washing over her.

"I talked to Penny and we are doing this by my rules," Brooke announced through the now heavy rain that was falling.

"What are your rules," I inquired quickly, though not caring as long as she was going with me.

"You will spend Friday night with me at my house," she declared. "We leave Saturday morning and from that point on, there will be no sexual activity between us. While we are with your family you are going to prove to me how much you love me by not making love to me. I am not going with you as a toy or as part of this game. I am going with you as someone who is madly in love with you. So Friday night we will get the game out of our system for a while. Then we can have the greatest Christmas ever with your family."

I ran to her through the rain. She seemed startled and did not move. As I reached where she was standing I placed my hands on her cheeks and kissed her softly.

She finally stepped back from me and opened the door to her car.

"See you Friday," she said as she sat in the car and closed the door.

As she pulled away I stood there in the rain, watching her go. I hated that feeling more than words can express. I felt my insides scream for her not to go, then calm seemed to overtake me and I went inside.

I made sure everything I needed was packed when I left for work on Friday morning. The house was empty and quiet when I loaded my car and departed. I couldn't believe it, but I actually felt like I was going to miss being there for the week that I was away.

I breezed through the day at work, leaving all my open items on my boss's desk at the end of the day. I headed out for Brooke's at a little after 7pm. As I pulled in the driveway, the lights inside where on and the garage was shut. I grabbed my travel bag, leaving my suitcase in the car to make things easier in the morning. 

As I walked to the front door I could hear the stereo blaring loudly. I didn't bother to knock or ring the bell since I assumed that there was no chance that Brooke would hear it. I let myself in with the keys I still had in my possession. The kitchen light was on but Brooke was nowhere to be found on the main floor. I dropped my travel bag on one of the chairs in the nook near the kitchen.

"Brooke," I called loudly. "I'm here."

"Great," she called back from upstairs. "Come on up."

I made my way up the stairs and noticed that the doors to both bedrooms were open. I peaked into my old room and saw two suitcases on the floor, both open and half packed. From the items I saw, Brooke was preparing adequately for winter in the northeast. I made my way down the short hall and to the open door of Brooke's bedroom. I breathed in deeply before entering, wanting to be composed when I saw her.

I quickly entered and turned to the right, bringing the bed into full view. What a view it turned out to be. Brooke was sitting on the edge of her bed, waiting for me apparently. She was wearing a white, men's collared shirt, which was buttoned up to the neck. I was not sure if there was anything on underneath it, but I was very much hoping to find out. It appeared that she had blue lace panties on while her legs and feet were bare. She had a light layer of makeup on, which made her shine. The blue eye shadow and bright red lipstick made her the picture of desire.

I stared at her in a nice mix of surprise and lust. She was perfect. I was frozen in that moment until she rose and walked towards me. She was like a perfect white cloud as she floated across the floor to my open arms. Her bright red lips kissed me softly before she stepped back and turned away from me.

She unbuttoned the shirt and let it fall off her shoulders. As it fell to the floor it revealed that she did not have on panties but a one piece blue lace teddy. She looked magnificent. Brooke then sat back down on the edge of the bed and looked up at me. I still had not moved.

"Well," she sighed. "I think you are a bit overdressed."

It took a minute for her words to sink in and I finally began to move. I undressed myself quickly, depositing my cloths in a pile on the floor next to me. In no time flat I stood before her, completely naked, my raging hard-on standing rigid in front of me. Brooke smiled and then leaned back where she was sitting. She spread her legs wide and undid the snap at the bottom of her teddy, exposing her freshly shaven pussy.

I moved towards her quickly, climbing on top of her as I reached the bed. My hands ravaged her body as I devoured her mouth with my own. I could not remember wanting anyone more. Brooke guided my cock to her opening which was flooded. I pushed myself inside her without waiting. There was no resistance as I penetrated her box. I thrusted in and out of her gash repeatedly at a great pace. I wanted to climax more than anything in the world. I kissed her neck cleavage as I injected my pole into her again and again at a rapid pace.

Brooke wrapped her legs around my waist as I crashed into her box over and over. Our flesh slapped together loudly as I implanted my rod inside of her again and again and again. It did not take long at all for me to reach my peak. I pushed as deep into her as I could as I erupted. I launched multiple jets of my jism into her vagina. She breathed heavily as I filled her with everything that I had. I crashed into her again as my final rocket of goo found her hole.

I collapsed on top of her. I had nothing left but Brooke wasn't nearly done. She pushed me onto my back and climbed up on top of me. She straddled my cock and reinserted it into her moist pussy. I winced slightly as she did so but then relaxed as she began to move herself up and down on my shaft. She looked me deep in the eyes as she rode my rock hard dick. She moved up and down at an increasing pace. I enjoyed her pussylips gliding back and forth over my firm shaft. I was all but lifeless while Brooke was giving herself to me.

She continued to ride me swiftly as her climax approached. She breathed heavy and grunted as she closed in on it. Her pace increased again and she was slamming her pelvis down onto me each time as her peak arrived. She screamed loudly and repeatedly as she came. She stopped moving and let her body shake and shiver with my cock inside her. This brought my second orgasm as well. I spewed whatever milk I had left into her box. I released several short shots of seamen as she continued to spasm.

I laid there, lifeless aside from my breathing. Brooke waited several minutes before moving and then rolled off of me. She stood from the bed and put the white shirt back on. She moved back towards me and kissed me on the cheek.

"I have to go pack," she whispered. "Get some sleep."

I watched her disappear from the room and then quickly crashed. When I awoke Brooke was fully dressed and her bags were packed.

"Time to go," she announced.

I cleared my eyes and rose from the bed. I got dressed as Brooke took her bags downstairs. When I made my way down, several minutes later, she had a cup of coffee waiting for me. The early morning was silent and our trip to the airport was mostly smiles and questions. Brooke slept for most of the 4 plus hour flight to Pittsburgh. The one hour ride to the suburb where I grew up and my family still lived was filled with more questions. Brooke wanted to know about my family before we got there, sort of like a study session. It felt great to be going home and even better to be going with this woman who made me feel so many wonderful things.

The next 10 days were the best I could ever remember as Brooke and I spent Christmas with my family. She got to meet my mother, her second husband Fred, my uncle Phil and aunt Cindy as well as my grandmother. Brooke fit right in with my crazy relatives and got to hear a great many stories about my youth. She even helped my mother make Christmas dinner. I was quite shocked to learn that Brooke was an accomplished cook. That was one thing I had not seen when we lived together.

I got to hold Brooke every night for 10 nights. It reminded me of the short time we lived together and how much I cared for her. This was outside the game. This was very, very real and I enjoyed it as much as anytime in my life. I reflected on all of this on the flight back to California. 10 days had come and gone so fast that it now seemed like a dream. I appreciated Bill's advice and Penny's flexibility, but mostly I appreciated Brooke for taking the time to really get the depth of the situation and my feelings for her. I knew now that she did not doubt how I felt. I also knew I walked a much finer line with her than the other ladies of this game now.




Adventures with Penny Ch. 05



I hoped going back to the game was not going to be as tough as I expected it to be. 



Adventures with Penny Ch. 06



 Chapter 06 – Happily Ever After

When Brooke and I arrived back at home it was Sunday night, the 5th of January. We collected our luggage from the carousel at the airport and were on our way. I dropped her off at her house, helping her inside with her with her suitcases before making my way back home. I was truly content for the moment.

That all changed when I walked through the front door. The house was mostly dark as I made my way to my room with my luggage. As I began unpacking just the essential items I would need for the week, I heard a soft tapping on the door.

"Come in," I called.

The door opened slowly and Penny stared at me.

"How was your trip," she asked.

"Perfect," I admitted softly.

"Vivian is still at Emma's," she revealed. "She is staying there for another week since her mom agreed to stay through the wedding."

"The wedding," I exclaimed. "I almost forgot. It's this Saturday. Is everything ready?"

"Yes," Penny disclosed. "Nikki and Monica are excited and nervous. It has been fun being with them. Plus, Nikki's dad is going to make it, so she is so relieved."

"That's great," I said. "How are you?"

"I missed you," she stated.

Penny walked to me and hugged me tightly. I held her for a while before moving. I let her go and sat on my bed. I laid down and motioned for her to join me. She shut off the light in my room before curling up next to me. I always liked being this close to her.

"I have to tell you something," she whispered in the dark.

"Go ahead," I urged.

"The game begins again at the wedding," she explained. "So be prepared. You will be going alone and leaving with the big winner."

"Do the ladies know," I asked.

"Yes," she confirmed. "At least, they all will when Brooke checks her email at home. No one will know the actual competition until that night, but believe me, it will be fair and fun."

"Good enough," I replied as I began to drift off.

The week was a blur as Nikki's wedding day approached. I got some much needed sleep on Friday night with the house all to myself. I slept in on Saturday, well past noon. I finally rolled out of bed near 1pm. I showered and shaved, preparing for the evening's big event. I filled out a very nice card for Nikki and Monica and proceeded to fill it with 5 crisp, new $100 bills. That should make for a nice gift.

I suited up and made sure everything was taken care of before leaving the house around 4pm. I headed downtown to The Marquis hotel, where the ceremony and reception were being held. This was going to be a first for me. I had been to plenty of weddings but never a same-sex union. I was in no way opposed to it, but merely curious as to how traditional it might actually be.

I pulled into the lot at The Marquis and delivered my car to the valet. It was 4:45pm when I arrived and the ceremony was scheduled for 5pm so I made my way inside swiftly, seeking any familiar face. It did not take long to see Emma and Jack standing near the front desk. Jack had on a bland beige suit, while Emma was as elegant as ever in a navy blue gown that had a v-neck which reached to a conservatively appropriate position on her chest. Was she getting soft on me?

I greeted them politely and Emma indicated that the ceremony was in the last room at the end of the hall on the left. I proceeded down the hall and enter the room she indicated to find that it had been wonderfully decorated in white for the just passed holiday season. It was very ornate and pretty. There was an archway and a small lectern at the front, with multiple rows of seats on either side. I finally saw Vivian standing up and waving to me from one of the seats. I made my way over to the row she was seated in and greeted her.

She looked lovely, wearing a sparkling silver, spaghetti strap dress that fell to about mid-hip. She had on black stockings and black heels as well as a silver scarf that matched her dress. Her hair was very big and curly, it suited her delightfully well.

"You look wonderful," I complimented her as I kissed her cheek. I sat next to her and waited. It was very close to 5pm and I wondered where everyone else was at. Shortly thereafter, Emma and Jack sat themselves in the row behind us. The ceremony was just about to begin when three lovely ladies rushed to seat themselves next to me. Leslie sat next to me, wearing a very lovely black skirt suit with white piping. She had on black and white checkered pumps to go with it. Brooke was next to her, in a fantastic yellow halter drape pendant cocktail dress that left nothing to the imagination. It was cut low in the chest and high on the hip. She had on strappy gold heels to go with it and looked beyond words. To Brooke's left was Mindy. I was surprised to see her but quickly remembered that she had not returned to school yet for the spring semester. She too looked brilliant, wearing a little black tube dress that held her tight frame nicely and black pumps. I was in the best seat in the house surrounded by 5 gorgeous women. We all stood as the ceremony started and Monica's maid-of-honor, whom I did not know, came out first. She was a lovely, young lady, I would say between 18 and 21 years old with the same flaming red hair that Monica had. She wore a simple, pink strapless tube style gown that reached the floor and hung nicely on her thin frame. The look on my face must have given me away. "That's Monica's sister Dianne," Emma leaned forward and whispered in my ear. When Dianne was standing next to the arch, Penny came out. She looked phenomenal. Her hair was pulled back into a bun and her makeup was light. There was a flower behind her right ear. She was wearing the same dress as Dianne only in a light purple color and accented by gloves that extended past her elbow. She was every bit the lady and my breath was taken away. Once Penny was at the arch, Monica was escorted out by her father. She had on a very plain white dress with very thin straps. The dress was shimmery and fell almost to the floor, but had a long slit on the left side, almost to her hip. Her father left her at the arch without raising her veil. Monica waited, as we all did, for Nicholette to arrive. Nikki did not keep us waiting as her father escorted her towards the arch. Her dress was a little more extravagant, strapless with rhinestones and a long train. Nikki also had on white gloves past her elbow. She looked sexy yet elegant. Her father joined her hand with Monica's before taking his seat, also without raising her veil. We all watched with great curiosity and wonder as Nikki and Monica raised each other veils and then proceeded together through the arch towards the small podium. We were seated as the ceremony commenced. We watched and listened as the justice of the peace conducted the ceremony flawlessly. He was very gracious and kind with his words. He did not look at all uncomfortable with the nature of the union and it was rather touching the way he spoke about love between two people, be it any two people. The ceremony lasted only about twenty minutes and concluded with Nikki and Monica exchanging a short, appropriate kiss before heading back up the aisle, followed closely by Penny and Dianne. While the four ladies disappeared to take pictures and freshen up, the rest of us moved into the room next door to the room the ceremony was held in for the cocktail hour. As we were all gathered around a table, drinks and finger food in hand, my curiosity began to get the better of me and I asked Emma about the reception that was to follow. "Em, how traditional is this reception going to be," I inquired.

"Well, tell me what you consider traditional," she challenged me. "Honestly, it would be a big, northeastern, Italian-American wedding," I admitted. "That's what I am used to. That's what I come from." "Was your wedding like that," Leslie asked me. Jack looked up from his rum and coke, surprise covering his face. I don't think he knew that I had been married. "Of course it was," I revealed. "Right down to canoli's they served for dessert." "This is going to be a bit lower key," Emma explained. "You'll see." "So am I the only one that put money in a card as a gift," I posed. "No, you are not," I heard a booming voice say from behind me. I turned to see Bill and Bonnie standing there. I was very surprised, not having seen them during the ceremony. Bill and I exchanged handshakes and he pulled me in for a half sort of guy hug. I kissed Bonnie on the cheek; she was really a lovely woman with a very warm personality. They made it so easy to enjoy their company. It was really great to see them. "How was your trip home," Bill asked. "It was outstanding," Brooke answered for me across the small table we were all standing at. "That's great," Bill replied, winking once at Brooke before turning back to me. "It's good to see you kid." "I feel the same way, Bill," I said. "It's always my pleasure." We finished our pleasantries and enjoyed a few more drinks before heading into the reception room. As we entered, I noticed that there were four tables set up to be seated at, one at each corner of the small dance floor. The DJ had his booth set up at the top of the floor. Everyone seemed to know where they were sitting. I followed Vivian, assuming I was sitting with her and the other ladies. The tables were small, set for only 6 people each. This was not the size of a wedding I was used to at all. At the table to the top left of the dance floor were Nikki, Monica and both sets of parents. The table at the top right had Dianne and who I assumed were members of the families. Our table was the bottom left, containing myself, Vivian, Leslie, Brooke, Mindy and Penny. The table at the bottom right was Emma, Jack, Bill, Bonnie, and a couple I did not recognize. When we sat, there was a salad waiting on the table for each of us. Before we began eating, both Penny and Dianne made short, thoughtful toasts to the new couple. Conversation was light while we ate. Between the salad and the main course there was a lot of dancing. It seemed that my dance card was full and that each lady wanted her turn. I even made time to dance with Emma and Bonnie. I was on a roll and really enjoying myself. Penny too was on a roll, I noticed, as she fired back drink after drink.
 We sat down as they served dinner and our table was mixed in several conversations, all of which came to a crashing stop when Penny put out her challenge for the evening. Penny had had more than a few drinks already and seemed to be in a very playful mood. "Ok, time for tonight's competition," Penny announced with a giggle and a hiccup. "Is everyone ready?" "What's the prize," Leslie asked cautiously. "Tonight with him," Penny answered as she slipped a hotel room key into the pocket of my suit jacket. "Since you all have put in so many requests for his time, tonight's winner gets room 721 all night. All you have to do is catch the bouquet." "Done," Vivian announced with concrete confidence. "Wanna bet," Brooke challenged her. "I am younger and faster than both of you," Mindy chimed in. That is when things took a turn. "You are still not part of this game young lady," Leslie chastised her. "Why not," Mindy pouted. "I am old enough, hot enough and certainly willing enough." "But you are not ready," Penny said to her softly, between hiccups. "I have had him once already," Mindy reminded everyone. "That was part of a deal, that did not make you part of the game," Leslie cemented. "THIS IS BULLSHIT," Mindy exclaimed rather loudly. The room seemed to quiet down a little in order to hear what was going on at our table. "Melinda Bell," Brooke chastised her in a whispering tone that was very much like a yell. "We are at a formal event so act like a lady." Mindy sat back in her chair and crossed her arms like a 5 year old. While we ate the main course, both Nikki and Monica danced with their fathers. This was rather traditional and quite nice to see. The DJ was very laid back and just sort of let the small party go where it wanted to musically. The diversity and eclectic variety of his selections made me chuckle to myself on more than one occasion. The party wound down after that with coffee and cake being served. There was no cutting of the cake as I was used to, though I was adjusting to the slower pace of this event. As we sat eating cake, the DJ announced that it was time for Nikki to throw her bouquet. Mindy huffed and puffed as she went up with the other single ladies to the dance floor. The small gathering behind Nikki was ready when she launched the bouquet over her head and high into the air. I watched the ladies move in what seemed like slow motion towards the flying flowers. The women crashed together under it and it appeared to touch several hands before a few of the women let out sighs of disappointment. They parted, as if on cue, to allow the winner to emerge. I was surprised to see Penny holding the small bundle of flowers in her hand when the dust settled. It was rather arousing watching them all fight for my time. After the competition was settled, the women made their way to the bar for a drink. I saw the ladies fire back several shots each to congratulate Penny, who now appeared to be feeling the effects of the great volume of alcohol she had consumed. Penny stumbled and sway from the bar back to our table. I grabbed her hand and guided her to her seat. She looked at me curiously before speaking. "You are so cute," she slurred. "I know why all these girls like you." "Thank you," I said. "Maybe it's time we go upstairs." "You just wanna get me in bed because," Penny hiccupped, "because," hiccup, "because I am one great lay." With the end of her statement, her head crashed onto her arms on top the table. I looked at my watch and saw that it was after 10pm. Sensing that Penny was done for the evening, I swiftly walked to Nikki and Monica's table to give them the card I had for them. I congratulated their parents and wished them a wonderful honeymoon before retreating to collect Penny. I hoisted her out of her seat and placed one arm around her waist. I walked her to the door and then immediately to the elevator. I found room 721 and escorted Penny inside quickly. She flopped immediately onto the bed. I sat in the chair next to the bed, keeping an eye on her. "Why is the room spinning," she asked me. "How much did you drink," I asked her in response. "A lot," she admitted before she completely lost consciousness. I checked to make sure she was alright, which she was, breathing easily. I gingerly removed her shoes and then her dress. Much to my amusement Penny was wearing a purple pair of thong panties that matched her dress perfectly. I carefully undid her hair from the bun it was in and removed the pins one at a time. When I was sure that she was comfortable, I lifted her head to one of the pillows and tucked her in with the sheet. I sat there for a long while and watched her sleep. She was a peaceful angel. I felt the anguish of the internal tearing that was going on. My heart was fighting itself. I was head over heels for Brooke but Penny, my Penny, continued to captivate and amaze me. As the battle raged on within me, I placed my head down on my folded arms on the desk and fell asleep. I awoke when I began to choke from my necktie. I undid it and placed it on the back of the chair I was sitting in. I then discarded my jacket as well. I looked to the bed where Penny was still sleeping peacefully. I kicked off my shoes and crawled into the bed next to her. I didn't want to disturb her so I did not touch her, though I watched her sleep until I drifted off again.

The next time I awoke the bed next to me was empty aside from a folded piece of hotel stationary on the pillow next to me. I opened it and read the following note: Got a ride home with Vivian. I owe you one.

I smiled and pried myself out of bed. It was well after 10am. I threw on my shoes and jacket, and then headed for home. I knew I looked like a mess when I got the valet station and they made faces at me indicating that I was indeed a disaster. I jumped behind the wheel and headed home, desperately needing a shower. When I got home there were no cars in the driveway. As I made my way inside, the house appeared empty, which was fine with me as I was exhausted.

I made my way to my room and got undressed. I grabbed a fresh towel and headed for the shower. I let the water wash over and had grand thoughts of getting some rest today. I finished and dried myself, then headed for my room with my towel around my waist. When I reached it, there was a surprise waiting for me. I opened the door to my room to see Penny lying on my bed, wearing nothing but a sexy pair of black, knee high boots with a spike heel. I stared at her for a long moment.

"Do you like them," she asked me. "Nikki got them for me for being her maid-of-honor."

"They are very nice," I replied. "How are you feeling?"

"I have a major hangover," she admitted. "But I refuse to let it stop me from claiming my winnings from last night."

Her eyes shifted to the floor in front of my bed where Nikki's bouquet was sitting. That was her trophy and I was her prize, who was I to say no. I let my towel fall to the floor, exposing my rigid shaft to her.

"You do like them," she giggled. "Come take me."

I did not say another word. I darted across the room and climbed on top of Penny on my bed. I kissed her gently while she guided my stiff rod to her gash. I forced myself inside her roughly; she was not as wet as I would have thought she would be. I worked my tool carefully until it slid inside of her and her juices began to lubricate it. She wrapped her legs, boots and all, around me as I pounded into her. I fucked her fast and hard, plunging my cock inside her over and over again. Her expressions were not the ones I was used to. I watched her gasp and fight off nausea at the same time.

Her face was filled with pleasure one moment and discomfort the next. She would not look at me as I thrust my pecker into her vagina over and over again. I attempted to kiss her but she turned her head away and I saw a single tear run across her cheek. I stopped moving, not knowing what to do. I did not want to go on if she was not up to it.

Penny sensed my hesitation and grabbed my ass cheeks with her hands. She began trying to force me inside of her.

"Please fuck me," she cried out. "Please, please, please."

I did not know what to do so I did as she asked. I continued to pump my pole into her box over and over again, at a much slower, deliberate pace, in case she wanted to stop. Penny still would not look at me as I entered her again. I reached my climax shortly, giving her a small, very weak load as I came. I fell to the bed next to her and did not move. It was a very strange experience and I was exceptionally confused.

Penny curled her body up next to me and did not make a sound. I put my arm around her and held her for a very long while without speaking.

"Pen, what was with the crying," I asked, finally breaking the silence near a half hour later.

"I'm sorry," she whispered.

"For what," I wondered aloud.

"I should have been better for you," she cried softly. "I wanted to be better but I feel like shit from last night. I am so sorry. Please forgive me. Please."

"Penny, there is nothing to forgive," I said. "Where is all this panic coming from?"

"I know I should have been hotter and sexier for you," she stated. "I am so sorry. Please, please don't be mad."

"Sweetheart, calm down," I told her as she started to shake in my arms. "I am not upset. You don't have to be anything you are not for me. I know you are not feeling well, I put you to bed. Remember? Why are you so rattled? What has gotten you like this? Please tell me."

She continued to shake as I held her but she was no longer crying.

"Pete made me like this," she declared coldly, her tears and sobs now gone. "The first time I told him that I loved him it was after we made love. He told me if any man was ever gonna love me that I needed to be hot and sexy in bed. He said that if I let my game slip that no man would ever love me."




Adventures with Penny Ch. 06



I listened and said nothing. I thought of myself as very patriotic, but never had I wanted to kill someone more in my life then at that moment, even a military man.

"Penny, what is bringing this up now," I asked her. "Why are you so upset today?"

"I am scared," she whispered. "I don't want you to stop loving me. I know you love Brooke too and I can handle sharing you for now. I just can't handle you not loving me at all. I have to please you and keep you happy so you will continue to love me."


I was stunned. I was looking for words, any words to make her calm down.

"Penelope," I squeezed her firmly as I whispered to her, "I do love you. I am not about to stop. I would never stop for something as childish as the fact that you had too much to drink and we had bad sex. Do you hear me?"

My internal conflict was immediately erased in the moment. I hoped it was gone for good but for now I had reached a decision. I loved them both. That was gonna be the way it was until something changed. I was not about to cheat either of these ladies of anything I had to offer when I was with them. There was enough love in my heart to comfort and hold both of them whenever I got the chance. I was never going to make Penny feel like this again.

"I hear you," she finally whispered back to me. "I need you."

"I'm not going anywhere," I reiterated. "So you have me. Accept that as a fact."

I held her without moving for the rest of the day and through the night. I did not move again until it was time for work the next morning. We drifted in and out of sleep but didn't speak again. Penny had calmed and I believe that she understood that I was in this with her. She was back to normal the next morning as we dressed for work. She kissed me gently on the cheek as she left the house. As I finished my morning routine, my thoughts consumed me. 

I love Penny. 

I love Brooke. 

I can do both.



Adventures with Penny Ch. 07



Chapter 07 -- Sister Act

As the week progressed, Penny seemed to be her old self around the house. Each night when I arrived home from work she was in great spirits and always happy to see me. Vivian had joined us at home again after her mom had left town. Our home life was getting back to the pleasant way it had begun and I was enjoying it. It seemed the two women I was living were always smiling, which was such an easy dynamic to operate in. I certainly had my reservations about the fragile state Penny might truly be in and I worried about the fact that Vivian was so crazy about me that it might be too much for her, but home was an enjoyable place for the time being.

Friday morning as I was getting ready for work, there was a knock on my bedroom door. Our interaction in the mornings had been light and pleasant, so this gesture seemed a bit more personal and specific. I wondered which one of them it might be, but really, it didn't matter.

"Come in," I invited whichever one of them it was.

The door swung open slowly and Penny peaked her head into my room. I smiled at her gingerly as she continued to enter.

"Good morning," I said softly.

"It's always a good morning when I get to see you," she responded as she walked across the room and threw her arms around me.

She drew herself into me with a firm hug. She seemed very content just holding me. She looked lovely in her black skirt suit with pinstripes. She also had on black stockings and black ballet flats. Penny was adorable sometimes and this was clearly one of those moments.

"I have an assignment for you tonight," she sighed, still holding me.

"Ok, lay it on me," I encouraged her.

"You have to go to Leslie's," she instructed me. "Be there by 7pm."

"Consider it done," I confirmed. "Any insight on what the actual assignment is?"

"You know that you don't get any details ahead of time," she reminded me with a chuckle. "I will say that you will enjoy yourself and someone else will learn a valuable lesson."

With that she released her grip on me and disappeared from my room. I finished getting ready, hearing Penny's car pull away from the house. Her words were stuck in my head, ringing in my mind; someone else will learn a valuable lesson. What the hell did that mean? For the life of me I could not put that one together. It consumed my mind for my entire ride to the office. I really wanted to know what that meant. Once I reached work my attention shifted to the tasks at hand for the day and the thought was forgotten.

I buzzed through my day and was quite surprised when I looked at the clock and it was after 6pm. I looked up from my desk and discovered that the office was empty. This was not at all a surprise; since it was Friday the departures often began right after lunch. I closed out what I was working on and headed for the car. 

The drive to Leslie allowed me to resume thinking about what Penny had said this morning. Who was going to be taught a lesson? And how? And why? I was again consumed by this notion that I could not decipher. As I pulled up in front of Leslie's house, I noticed Brooke's car in the driveway. Was Brooke the one that was going to be learning the lesson? I was letting my mind runaway with my thoughts.

I tried to gather myself as I exited the car and approached the front door. I rang the bell and was rather surprised when Mindy answered. She looked fantastic, wearing a black thin strapped tank top and denim shorts. She was barefoot and really captivated me in that moment. She ushered me inside, smiling the entire time. I gave her a hug and then was curious as to what was going on with her.

"Aren't you supposed to be back at school," I inquired.

"I leave first thing tomorrow," she informed me. "It's good to see you."

"It's good to see you too," I admitted. "How are you doing?"

"I am doing very well, thank you," Mindy responded. "My greats are perfect, people love me and I am making some progress with my mother. Things are going well, except for that bullshit the other night at the wedding. I am still pissed about that."

"I am glad things are going well," I told her. "You may want to let that wedding thing go. You may also want to let go of wanting to be in this game. It's not for you. You must know that."

"Don't be so sure about that," she remarked.

"Why do you say that," I asked.

"I was told that you and I are to wait in the living room for tonight's events," she revealed.

I followed Mindy into the living room. She took a seat on one of the big chairs towards the back of the room, while I seated myself on the edge of the couch facing her. She was all smiles as we waited for whatever was to come. I watched her sit very comfortably as we waited. She was a lovely girl, there was no denying that, but I still thought this game might be too much for her at her age.

The all together too familiar snap of heels on the hardwood stairs snapped me back to reality. I listened as the sounds got louder and closer until Leslie came into full view in the living room. There were few words to describe who incredible she looked. She was wearing a mint green lace bra and matching panties. She had on black patent leather 4 inch pumps to compliment her underwear choice. My cock began to swell immediately upon seeing her.

Leslie moved to the area immediately between Mindy and me. She looked from me to Mindy and back again. I could not take my eyes off of her. She placed one hand her hip and addressed us.

"Are you two ready," Leslie asked generally.

"Ready for what," I wondered aloud.

"For the lesson that is about to be taught," she snapped.

I immediately thought back to Penny's words from this morning. Someone else will learn a valuable lesson. Was that someone about to turn out to be me? I didn't think this was supposed to be the case. Before I could ponder this any longer, I heard the snap of another set of shoes on the stairs. Leslie smiled widely as the sound drew closer to us with each snap. My eyes widened when Brooke came into view. 

She had on a black velvet bra and matching panties. Her heels were 4 inch maroon pumps and her hair was done very big, as was Leslie's. I had no words at that moment. Brooke moved to Leslie's side and rested her chin on Leslie's shoulder.

"Look at him," Brooke said referring to me. "He's ready."

"Is she," Leslie asked.

Brooke looked from me to her niece Mindy, still sitting in the chair.

"I guess we won't really know that until this little lesson is over," Brooke stated.

"Would one of you tell me what the fuck is going on," Mindy yelled as she stood from the chair she had been seated in.

"Cool your jets, princess," Brooke halted her.

Brooke moved in front of Leslie and then sat on my lap on the edge of the couch.

"Your aunt Brooke, Penny, Emma and I had a long discussion after your little outburst at the wedding," Leslie declared. "Penny thought you needed to be punished while Emma thought you needed to be educated."

"Where do they get off deciding what I need," Mindy snapped.

"They don't," Brooke agreed. "Unless you truly want to be a part of this game. A 100% full time player. I told them you didn't but your aunt Leslie believed you should be allowed to make that decision yourself."

Mindy stopped in her tracks. The wind was gone from her sails. She didn't know what to say at this point. She looked confused and somewhat scared, like a little girl, until a very large grin spread across her pretty face.

"What do I have to do," she asked calmly.

"Easy," Leslie exclaimed. "All you have to do is sit through this lesson and then if you still want to be part of this game, you will be reviewed fully for membership. No bullshit, no other jumping through hoops nothing."

"So this lesson is punishment then," Mindy asked gingerly.

"Somewhat," Brooke giggled from my lap.

I knew, at that moment, what was to follow. I had been part of this before. Emma had taught Vivian this small lesson and that hurt to be part of. Emma had softened considerable since then, but Penny was exceptionally pissed at the wedding. This could be very ugly. I was very unsure of how I would feel at the end of this evening.

"So I endure tonight and I get a chance to play," Mindy recapped. "That's the deal?"

"That is indeed the deal," Leslie confirmed. "Take it or leave it. Right now."

Mindy looked at Leslie for a long moment in silence and then nodded. She turned around and sat in the chair once again. Brooke saw this and put her hands on my face. She kissed me gently and softly. It was wonderful. I loved kissing her like that. I noticed Leslie staring at us kissing. She seemed surprised by what she was seeing. Leslie's gaze was too much for me so I closed my eyes. Brooke kissed me for a long time and while I had my eyes closed I heard Leslie begin lecturing Mindy.

"You see Mindy," Leslie began, "your aunt Brooke is being gentle, but she can handle the times when it gets rough too."

Brooke stopped kissing me and stood up from my lap. She pulled me off the couch so I was standing with her and she began to tear my cloths off. She ripped my shirt, causing the buttons to fly all over the room and my belt stood no chance as she removed it with one motion. She yanked my pants down and tossed them to the side. My boxers and socks followed them into a pile. I stood, naked, with a raging hard-on in front of these three gorgeous women.

"You have to be rough and gentle," Leslie continued. "Flexibility and adaptability is a key in playing this game. You have to be giving."

Mindy seemed to be listening intently as Brooke knelt down in front of me and began licking my stiff shaft. She ran her tongue up and down my length. I was in heaven as Brooke bathed my pecker with her tongue. She then stuffed my dick into her mouth and began to swallow it. Brooke engulfed me until she gagged. She worked me pole between her lips again and again. I was loving it and then she stopped.

"Sometimes you have to be playful," Leslie added.

Brooke stood in front of me and turned her back on me. She bent over and removed her panties slowly, sliding them down her legs and around her sexy heels. She tossed them to me and laughed. Brooke bent over again and spread her ass cheeks, showing me her asshole and pussy. I wanted her.

"Sometimes you have to be demanding," Leslie furthered.

"Get in there and lick my pussy," Brooke yelled at me.

I was shocked by her change in tone and demeanor. I hesitated.

"What are you waiting for," Brooke barked. "I said lick my pussy."

I moved to her and got on my knees. I helped her spread her ass cheeks and lapped at her twat with my tongue. She was soaked and my tongue enjoyed her wet spot. I licked her lips and inserted my tongue inside her as deep as I could. She tasted wonderful and I was not about to stop.

"His job is to do as he is told," Leslie pointed out to Mindy.

I continued to lick Brooke's box feverously. I lapped at it and traced her lips gently and roughly. The more I licked her, the more flooded her twat seemed to become.

"Then there are times you improvise and do what feels right at that moment," Leslie said.

Brooke pulled away from me and turned to face me. She kissed me deeply, devouring me with her mouth. She seemed determined to taste herself on my tongue as she consumed me.

"Now, sometimes you need to be selfish," Leslie continued to educate her niece.

Brooke broke our kissing and pulled me to the floor. She laid me on my back and then climbed on top of me. She straddled my engorged member and inserted inside her wet vagina. Brooke balanced herself on her heels and began to ride me hard. She rocked up and down taking my length inside of her again and again. She moved fast as she worked my cock. Brooke moaned and I thought I heard Mindy gasp as Brooke continued to fuck me forcefully. I grunted as Brooke screamed while she continued. I knew my climax was coming soon.

"And sometimes you have to share," I heard Leslie say.

Brooke then stopped and climbed off of me. I noticed that Leslie was also on the floor on her back. Her head was near my thighs. Brooke pulled me up onto my knees and grabbed my shaft. She tugged it roughly and quickly until I sprayed my batch all over Leslie's face. I shot stream upon stream onto Leslie's cheeks, lips, eyes and hair. Every spurt that hit her felt better than the last. It was a very intense orgasm. I did not move afterward. I watched Brooke lick the cum from her sister's face. I was in awe. Brooke cleaned Leslie completely and swallowed my entire load like a champ.

"You see," Brooke picked up where Leslie had left off, "this game is multifaceted. You have to sure you can handle it all."

I looked to Mindy who was staring at her aunt Leslie, still lying on the floor. I looked down at Leslie as well, remembering the jizz that was just on her pretty face and beginning to get hard again.

"I don't know, Les," Brooke continued. "I am not sure she got it. Do you think we should really drive our point home?"

Leslie sprang from the floor to her feet and bent over in front of me. She too removed her panties, sliding them down her long legs and around her sexy heels. She tossed them to her niece and then got down on all fours in front of me.

"Sometimes, Melinda, you just want to get fucked," Brooke announced.

"So get over here and fuck me," Leslie called to me.

I did not waste a single second as I positioned myself behind Leslie. I placed the head of my cock to Leslie's opening. I eased my way inside of her and slowly withdrew my length. Leslie growled at me with impatience.

"Sometimes he can be playful too," Brooke conveyed to Mindy.

Hearing that, I grabbed Leslie's hips and thrust my pole into her cunt violently. Our flesh slapped together loudly and Leslie let out what sounded like a sigh of relief. I continued to inject my rod into her powerfully. Leslie winced and moaned with every pump of my pecker into her box. I was pounding her pussy with blunt force as I continued to fuck her aggressively. I felt my climax nearing as I brutalized Leslie's body again and again.

"Mindy, I know you were with him, but can you handle this kind of action," Brooke asked her niece.

Mindy said nothing as our eyes locked. I thrust harder into Leslie, knowing Mindy was paying close attention.

"And sometimes," Brooke added, "we have to give him what he likes too."

Leslie pulled away from me and Brooke laid down on the carpet in front of me. Leslie grabbed my cock with her hand and began to pump my prick for all it was worth. Brooke presented her sexy heels in front of my rod as Leslie worked it with her fingers. It didn't take long for my orgasm to arrive. I unleashed multiple blasts from my shaft. Leslie pointed my dick at Brooke's shoes and I covered them in cum. I unloaded a large, thick batch onto the maroon heels, shooting each spurt harder than the last after seeing my goo on her shoes.

When Leslie had milked my dick dry, I could not move. I stayed there, on my knees, staring at the deposit I had just made on to Brooke's shoes. I could not remember being more sexually satisfied. Brooke smiled at me and then turned her attention back to her niece.

"I think we have given you enough to think about tonight," Brooke said to Mindy.

"Take some time to decide if you can handle everything we have educated you on," Leslie added. "You can let us know your decision at a later time."

Mindy said nothing. She stood from the chair she was sitting in and began to leave the living room. She stopped just before she reached the hallway and turned around. She walked forcefully back towards us, stopping when she reached Brooke. Mindy bent down on one knee and ran her index finger over Brooke's cum covered shoe. She placed her jizz soaked finger to her lips and licked it clean. She then winked at me and left the room. I heard her disappear up the staircase and the door to her room close.

Leslie disappeared after her niece, not following her but ready to call it a night. Brooke kept smiling at me as I dressed, but did not say anything. She kissed me on the cheek and shut the front door behind me when I left. I drove home in bliss. That was one amazing and fulfilling lesson that just occurred.

When I reached home, Penny was waiting for me in the living room. I didn't say a word, I just walked past her and began to head up the stairs to my room to reflect on my evening.

"Did Miss Mindy get the message," Penny called to me as I was on the stairs.

"Loud and clear," I confirmed before continuing on.



Adventures with Penny Ch. 08



Chapter 08 – After Hours

The weekend passed, as most others did, uneventfully. The lesson that had been issued to Mindy on Friday night was still fresh in my mind as I headed to the office on Monday morning. As I sat there for the day and tried to concentrate on my work, I could not shake the images of Brooke and Leslie in my head. They really did a number on me and I wondered what Mindy was thinking of our game now.

I was startled at how fast the day went by. I was grinding through a boring presentation that was due in the next few weeks when my phone rang around 5pm.

"Hello," I answered casually.

"What time will you be home," Penny's lovely voice asked pleasantly from the other end of the phone.

"I'm not sure," I admitted, thinking of all the things I had not gotten accomplished that day. "It could be a late one tonight."

"Ok," was all Penny said in response before hanging up.

I put the receiver down and returned to the project in front of me. One by one, the members of my department said goodnight and headed home. I noticed it was after 7pm when the last of them waved and headed for the parking lot. I concentrated on my presentation for a while longer, until there was a knock at my door.

I was floored when I looked up and saw Penny standing in the doorway of my office. She was dressed down, wearing a faded 49ers t-shirt and jeans with her ballet flats. Her hair was up and she looked adorable. I immediately became nervous because Penny never visited me at work before.

"Are you ok," I asked hurriedly.

"I'm fine," she giggled. "I just stopped by to see you."

"Is everything alright at home," I questioned. "Vivian is ok?"

"We are all fine," she reiterated. "No big deal. I just missed you."

She moved to one of the chairs in front of my desk as she shut the door behind her. She sat, staring at me with her crooked little smile. I tried to focus on my presentation, but Penny's stare was intoxicating. I couldn't help but look at her.

"Are you freaking out again," I asked her plainly.

"No, I am not," she replied sternly. "I am just being selfish and stealing moments with you."

"You can tell me if something is bothering you," I encouraged her.

"I know," she confirmed. "The only thing bothering me is that I miss you."

"I see," I added. "I will be home soon."

"I'll wait," she said casually.

"I would hate for you to get bored," I offered, trying to get her to understand that I needed to finish some things and it would be much easier if she gave me a little time and space to do so.

"I won't get bored," she countered.

Penny stood from her chair and walked around my desk. She sat in my lap and looked me in the face. I stared back at her, wondering what she was thinking at that moment. She smiled devilishly and laid her head on my shoulder.

"If I didn't have my period I would be fucking the shit out of you right now," she revealed.

"Really, would that be part of the game," I wondered aloud.

"Yes it would," she growled. "It's my turn."

"I see," I said. "Well, then I am sorry you have your period."

"Me too," she agreed. "But, take what you can get. I will play and you work."

Penny jumped off my lap and undid my belt. She unbuttoned and unzippered my pants before lowering them past my knees. As I sat in my chair, Penny got on her knees positioned her head near my lap. She pulled my chair closer to her and began licking my half soft cock. I winced as she ran her tongue along my limp shaft. My dick immediately began to respond by getting firmer. I could feel the blood rushing to my crotch as Penny slobbered on my member.

When I was fully engorged, Penny began taking my pole into her mouth. She worked my rod with her lips and tongue, swallowing my entire length repeatedly. I was in heaven and there was no way to concentrate on work. I quickly shut down my computer as Penny continued to suck me off. She bobbed her head up and down quickly, gagging on my tool as it hit the back of her throat frequently. She was amazing.

I breathed out heavily as she was stroking my shaft between suck sessions. Penny put my prick back into her mouth and began to devour me at a hurried pace. She grabbed the arms of the chair for leverage and really went to work. Her pace increased as she licked the underside of my shaft and my nuts before consuming my entire length once again. I grabbed her hands on the arms of the chair as I felt my climax near. Penny increased her speed again, determined to finish me off. She plunged her mouth down on my penis again and again until I burst in her mouth. I shot streams of seamen into her mouth and down her throat. Penny took all my juice and then released my cock from her lips.

She tucked my pecker back into my pants and zippered me up. Penny pulled me from my chair and hugged me tightly. She kissed me on the cheek and then led me out of my office by the hand.

It was time to go home.



Adventures with Penny Ch. 09



 Chapter 09 – Unemployment

After Monday night's adventure, I worked diligently on that presentation on Tuesday. I stayed late and was back at it early on Wednesday morning. It was a good thing too, because first thing Wednesday, my boss called me into his office for a meeting. I knew it was about the presentation and I was glad I was ready for him. As I sat down in front of him, I was surprised that he got up and closed the door behind me.

"What's up," I asked him casually.

"Do you know why I called you in," he asked me.

"I assume it has to do with that presentation I have been working on," I admitted.

"I wish that was it," he relayed. "Unfortunately, that is not why you are here. Something has been brought to my attention."

"What is it," I asked, confused.

"It seems you had a visitor on Monday night," he revealed. "A female visitor."

NO! My eyes widened and my face went blank. How did he get wind of that? I had an empty feeling in the pit of my stomach. This was not going to be good.

"I will take your silence as confirmation," he continued. "That kind of activity just doesn't have any place here. You have been a model employee with great performance reviews and I wish there was something I could do. I know you have had it rough since the divorce but we just cannot ignore this incident. The knowledge of it has gone too far up the line."

I was floored. I had a feeling I knew what was coming but I asked anyway.

"What are you saying," I pressed him.

"We are going to have to let you go," he confirmed. "Please clean out your desk and turn in your id badge before leaving."

I hung my head in shame. It took all my strength to lift my ass of out that chair. I returned to my desk and collected my personal effects while my now former boss stood over me, watching. He escorted me to the front door where I gave my id badge to the security guard at the main desk before exiting the building. This was a career and personal low.

I headed home and left my box of crap in the car. I went directly to my room and closed the door. I was disgusted with myself and needed some time alone to think and reflect. It was early enough in the day where no one would be home for a while. I crashed onto my bed and thought about the mess I had made of my life. No wife, no job and I was basically a permanent guest in a house someone else owned. This was not where I pictured I would be at this point in my life. This sucked. At some point during my wallowing, I drifted off to sleep.

I woke to Vivian shaking me violently.

"Are you ok," she asked me frantically.

"Yes, why," I asked.

"You shouldn't be home," she gasped. "It's only 2pm. Why aren't you at work?"

"I got fired," I admitted bluntly, not wanting to postpone or hide the awful news.

"What," Vivian asked in a shocked tone. "What the hell for?"

"Penny paid me a visit at the office the other night," I revealed. "Somehow my boss found out about it."

Vivian did not say a word. She pulled out her cell and began dialing. She stepped out of the room to talk and I sat up on my bed. I cleared my eyes and began to undress, needing more comfortable cloths. I heard parts of Vivian's conversation as she got rather loud in a spot or two. I was about to put my jeans on when Vivian returned.

"Don't do that," she ordered me. "Take a shower and get ready."

"Ready for what," I inquired.

"You have an interview at 5," Vivian informed me.

"Really, where," I wondered aloud.

"Don't worry," she urged me, "I will drive you. Now get in the shower and suit up."

I did as I was told and hopped in the shower. I cleaned myself up and tried to prepare for the interview. I was not sure what the company was or the position, but I needed a job, so I was going to put my best foot forward. I finished up and got in my suit. I threw on my best power tie and arranged myself as best I could. I headed downstairs where Vivian was waiting.

She didn't say anything; she simply nodded and led me out the door. We got in her car and Vivian drove me to my interview. She smiled the entire time we were in the car and when we reached our destination I understood why. She pulled into the parking lot of Leslie and Emma's office. My heart sank as Vivian drove towards the front door. I had a feeling I knew what was about to happen and I did not like it. I knew I had to see this through, even though the game was about to end for me.

"You know where to go," Vivian said as she dropped me at the front door of the building. "They are expecting you."

I exited the car and entered the building, my fate apparently already sealed. I headed right for the office suite I knew, loved and would miss. I walked in and Nikki was seated at her desk. I marched right up to her and she smiled at me pleasantly. It seemed like they were trying to go easy on me.

"How was the honeymoon," I asked politely.

"It was wonderful," she admitted with an almost shy grin. "They have been expecting you."

She pointed to the conference room. I wasted no time making my way into the glass room with the large oval oak table. The table seemed very different this time. Emma, Leslie and Penny were seated at one end and I seated myself very quietly at the other. The game had been reborn in this room several times, so it seemed only fitting that this is where it should die.

"Heard you had a bad day," Emma stated.

"You could say that," I agreed.

"She did say that, what would you say," Leslie snapped at me.

"I would say today was not my finest hour," I admitted, still surprised at her tone.

"How much use do you think you are to this game without a job," Penny asked harshly.

"I'm really not sure," I answered honestly, my confidence cracked. "I actually have no idea."

"Are you nervous," Emma asked me.

"Honestly, yes I am," I revealed. "And I am also sad."

"Why," Leslie pressed, now noticeably softer.

"I lost my marriage but had this game," I started. "I lost my house but had this game. I lost pieces of me but had this game. Now I have lost my job. I hoped to fall back on the game and to not have it will be a tough adjustment."

The three ladies put there heads together and exchanged whispers. I noticed Penny giggle during there conversation. That stung a little. Penny, my Penny, laughing at my dismissal from the game seemed a bit cruel. They finished their little sidebar and refocused their attention on me.

"Why do you think you will not have the game to fall back on," Penny asked me, trying to fight off the giggles.

"You said it yourself, I am no use to the game without a job," I reminded her.

"Actually, I didn't say that at all," she corrected me. "I asked what you thought your worth to the game was without a job. I never told you what I thought your worth to the game was."

I found that last statement peculiar in several ways. Why wouldn't she just say what was on her mind? This was getting tedious and aggravating. I just wanted my walking papers and to be on my way. I said nothing. I just simply stared at the three women.

The silence filled the large conference room and the tension seemed to linger on the table between myself and the ladies. The three women were fixated on me and my eyes shifted between them, not wanting to give any of them the satisfaction of looking away. It seemed to be a silent standoff.

"Aren't you going to ask about the position we have available here," Leslie posed, breaking the silence.

"Excuse me," I said, not sure I had heard her correctly.

"You were told that this is a job interview," Emma reminded me. "We have a position to fill."

"By all means, tell me more," I encouraged her, not really sure where this was headed.

"We need a consultant," Leslie disclosed. "Someone versatile, for all types of work. It could be anything from research to investigation to errands to protection. We need someone flexible and intelligent."

"You need a gopher," I snapped, seeing through her spin.

"Gopher or not, it pays 50% more than your previous salary," Penny advised me.

"How do you know my previous salary," I inquired.

Money was something that was rarely discussed within this game. I was not sure where their information had come from, but I wanted to find out.

"We have our sources," Leslie indicated. "What we are offering you is the opportunity to become one of those sources."

This last statement intrigued me greatly. Being a source of information rather than the last to know, that was an upgrade for me. I could handle that. I was still surprised that they were considering this as a course of action, though. I didn't understand what the benefit was to them in hiring me.

"So the game really isn't over," I questioned cautiously, not wanting to get my hopes up and then have everything cave in on me.

"Not even close," Penny chimed in. "I am just hitting my stride."

I looked at her curiously for a long moment. She was smiling and giggling.

"I have to admit, I am surprised and somewhat relieved," I explained to them.

"I can't believe you were so worried," Penny chuckled.

"Let me ask you something," Emma interrupted, "who told your former manager about your office encounter with Penny?"

I turned my head and stared directly at her. I thought back to this morning and the dialogue he and I had shared. He did not mention that in our final meeting, the one that resulted in my release. He only said "it had come to his attention." What was Emma playing at?

"I am not sure," I admitted, trying to put the pieces together in my head as I spoke. "It could have been the cleaning folks, I guess. Or security."

"Think about it real hard," Emma said to me sharply as she smiled crookedly at me from across the large table.

The picture became clear. My firing was not my fault; it was part of their master plan. This job they were offering was there way of keeping me close during the day and using whatever skills they thought I had to their advantage. I truly was going to be their gopher, but all of the sudden, I didn't mind. My perspective on this job had suddenly changed for the better and my confidence returned in vibrant force. I even became a bit cocky at that moment.

"So this job is mine if I want it," I postured.

"It's not that simple," Leslie clarified. "There is a second interview. We need to know your dedication to the firm and your ability to go the extra mile."

"I see," I responded. "When is the second interview then?"

"Tonight," Penny revealed. "I will drive you there when we are done here."

"Ok then," I played along. "What else can I answer for you ladies? Is there anything you want to ask me that might influence your decision here?"

"Will you answer anything," Leslie asked. "I mean absolutely anything? With 100% honesty and disclosure?"

"Yes, I will, but, in order to keep it fair, you can each only ask one question," I countered, now getting completely playful with them. "Agreed?"

They each nodded their head and huddled in another side bar, I assumed to determine who was going to go first.

"Ok," Emma began, "I have a question. Do you still want me?"

I looked at her and weighed my words very carefully before responding. How to best phrase an appropriate response to that question? I wanted to convey that I wanted her but I respected her decision to abstain.

"You are smart, sexy and the originator of this game," I reminded her. "Physically we had a tremendous chemistry that I will never forget. If you could handle getting back into this game, I would welcome it. And I would fuck your brains out the minute I got the chance."

Penny smiled while Emma blushed and let out a small gasp. I don't think she was expecting me to be so forthcoming. Leslie was quite unresponsive, as if she had expected nothing less than the exact answer I gave.

"My turn," Leslie announced. "Are you in love with my sister Brooke?"

I half expected this question from Leslie. I knew it had been on her mind from the night of Nikki's bachelorette party. She asked me that night, but let it go before I answered. She also noticed how Brooke kissed me during the lesson that they had recently taught their niece Mindy. I was pretty sure this was going to be her question and I was prepared to answer it.

"Yes, I most certainly am."

Penny knew this to be true, so her reaction was nothing. Emma, still recovering from the blunt force of my first answer, looked at me in great shock. Leslie sat back in her chair, seemingly satisfied that I openly and honestly put it out there. Only one question left.

"Now for me," Penny chimed in. "I have been thinking about this one a lot lately. How do you think this game will end?"

WOW. Talk about a great question and a very tough question to answer. I had not spent too much time thinking about that because each time that I did, I did not get very far. How could this game end? I had to think on my feet and come with an answer for Penny that was logical and acceptable. I did not have that answer in my bag of tricks. I needed to honest.

"I think, based on the effort of the players that this game will end in a positive way" I theorized. "I am not saying that the event that eventually causes the end of the game won't cause some rough roads, but when all is said and done, I think we can all have a good outcome from our time together. I think we can have the harmony and friendship that Bill and Emma have from their game."

Penny nodded in response, apparently satisfied. The women took their time looking at each other and occasionally checking on me and then putting their heads together for yet another sidebar discussion. I waited patiently while they plotted their next course of action.

Finally there little meeting disbanded and Penny stood from her chair. She walked to the end of the table where I was seated and indicated for me to follow her. I stood slowly and followed her to the door of the conference room. Before leaving I turned to look at Emma and Leslie one last time.

"Thank you for you time, ladies," I said to them smugly.

"Being a smartass won't get you too far," Emma shot back at me.

"It's gotten me this far," I indicated. "And I like where I am at right now."

I stepped through the door and caught up to Penny, who had not stopped here the small exchange that had just occurred. I followed her out of the office suite and down the hall. We took the elevator down to the lobby and proceeded out to Penny's car. Since I had no idea where we were headed, I climbed in the passenger seat, content to let Penny drive.

Penny had a large grin on her face as she drove. I watched her struggle to not look at me and keep her eyes on the road. She did a very good job keeping her focus where it needed to be and we reached our destination in what seemed like no time. I was floored when she pulled into the driveway of our home. I did a double-take to ensure that was where we were. This had been a hell of a day, but this latest twist made no sense to me.

I got out of the car and followed Penny into the house. Vivian was not home so it appeared to just be the two of us. As I followed her into the living, she sat down and turned on the television. She had still yet to look at me.

"So should I take this as a sign that I have the job and the second interview wasn't necessary," I prodded her after minutes of silence.

She looked up at me, finally and shook her head.

"The second interview is still on," Penny indicated.

"Is it tonight," I asked impatiently.

"You'll see," she replied in a very coy manner, which only pushed my buttons further.

I turned away from her, rather than say something out of frustration or anger, and headed upstairs. I stormed into my room and shut the door. I wanted to relax. I took off my suit jacket and began to focus on removing my tie.

"That's it, take it off for me," I heard a familiar feminine voice say in a most playful manner.

I jumped back, very startled. I looked up and noticed that Nikki was sitting on my bed laughing at me. I had not noticed that she was not at the office when we left. This was getting interesting again.

"Did I scare you," Nikki asked me with plastic concern.

"Surprised me is more like it," I corrected her, attempting to save some portion of my manhood. "What can I do for you?"

I looked at her regretfully, knowing it had been too long since I had taken the time to appreciate was a gorgeous creature she truly was. She sat there, legs crossed like a lady, smiling at me. She looked wonderful. Her blonde hair was pin straight and fell past her shoulders. She had on a grey jacket, covering a black blouse. She had on a matching grey tennis skirt that was very short and black pumps that were at least 5 inches. She was a picture of beauty.

"Well, we have to complete your interview," Nikki said to me.

"You are my second interview," I questioned.

"Yes, I am," she confirmed. "You were my second interview when I wanted a job. Remember? Now I get to return the favor. It's beautifully symmetric, don't you think?"

Beautiful symmetry. That was not a thought that had occurred to me until Nikki had said it. This game had a way of coming back around and keeping me on my toes. I was exhausted, aggravated and confused. Today had been a rollercoaster of emotion and I was worn out from the ride. Nikki smiled at me as I moved across my room towards where she was seated.

I stood over Nikki as she sat on the edge of my bed. I put my hand on her face and stroked her cheek lightly with my thumb. She stared up at me, seemingly confused.

"That very intimate," she remarked.

"Does it make you uncomfortable," I asked.

"Not really," she shrugged. "Though it really isn't the point of our exercise here today."

I knew what she getting at, so I gingerly pressed my nose to hers but refrained from kissing her. I lowered my hand from her cheek to her thigh. I caressed her leg and moved my hands past her calf, to her foot. I lowered my head and kissed the top of her foot. Her skin was very soft and she shivered at the kiss. I left my cheek in contact with her skin and moved up her leg. I stopped and kissed her milky white calf in two places. Nikki giggled at this.

I moved further up her leg and just past her knee I stopped again. I kissed the inside of her thigh softly. I continued to plant small kisses on her thigh, about a ¼ inch apart as I worked my way upward. Nikki opened her legs wide for me as I continued to kiss her thigh gently. She sighed as I hit the very high hem of her skirt. I lifted it easily and continued until I reached her yellow lace panties. They were noticeably wet and inviting.

I looked up at Nikki and smiled an evil smile. I aggressively ripped her panties aside and began nibbling on her clit. Her pussy was shaved bald and soaking wet when my lips met her skin. I teased her clit with my teeth and tongue. I bit it gently and held it between my teeth lightly, causing Nikki to squirm slightly. She opened her legs wider as she lay back on the bed. I held her panties to the side with my left hand and held her pussy lips open with my right hand.

Finally, I dove into her opening. I injected my tongue into her hole which was positively flooded. I fucked her with my tongue for several moments before withdrawing it and tracing her pussy lips with it. Nikki moaned softly as I did so. She had opened her jacket and was playing with her tits under her blouse as I munched on her box.

Nikki gasped slightly as I reinserted my tongue into her sweet pussy. She tasted like honey and I was enjoying this way too much. I pulled my tongue out again and began lapping at her engorged clit with it. While I attacked her clit with my tongue, I slid my right index finger inside of her. She growled and purred slightly when I did that. I pressed my tongue down firmly on top of her clit, pinning it to her body. She squirmed again.




Adventures with Penny Ch. 09



I licked up and down her pussy lips as I continued to manipulate her box with my finger. Nikki continued to get wetter as I pleasured her. I wanted to fuck her badly but watching her cum like this was going to be a highlight for me. I inserted a second finger and began pumping them in and out of her rapidly. She was breathing heavy as I hammered her sweet spot with my digits. I licked her lips up and down before teasing her clit some more.

My cock was swollen in my pants and throbbing wildly as I penetrated her with my fingers. I traced small circles with my tongue on the inside of her thigh before licking her lips again and again. I teased and pleasured her repeatedly, flicking her clit over and over with my tongue. Nikki let out a large gasp and then grabbed the back of my head.

She forced my face into her twat as she neared her peak. I finger-fucked her frantically as I nibbled and teased her clit with my tongue. She gasped again. I pressed my tongue hard on her clit and smashed it against her body again. I pinned it there and rubbed my tongue up and down on it while Nikki climaxed. She screamed loudly several times and shivered wildly, thrashing about the bed as she came. After a few short spasms she exhaled and laid still. I withdrew my fingers and released her panties, putting them back in place.

I stepped back as Nikki sat up slowly. She stood and lost her balance. I caught her and laughed.

"Lightheaded," I asked mischievously.

"I guess so," she giggled in response.

Nikki threw her arms around my neck and kissed me sloppily on the mouth. Her tongue wrestled with mine angrily for several moments before she broke away. She turned and opened the door to my room.

"You are so hired," she said as she walked out of the room, her knee buckling slightly as she reached the door.

I did not respond, letting her go on her terms. I changed out my suit, getting comfortable. I sat on the bed when I was done and thought about the crazy day I had just been through. As I laid there reflecting, there was a slight knock on the half open door to my room. I looked over to see Penny standing there.

"Hey," I greeted her informally.

"These are for you," she said as she handed me a very wet pair of lace yellow panties. "Nikki asked me to give them to you as a souvenir."

I took them and twirled them around my fingers. I looked at Penny, who was smiling ever-so-slightly at me. I placed the panties on my nightstand and lay back on my bed. Penny stepped closer to the bed and I pulled her down on top of me. She crashed onto me and the bed, her head landing on my chest perfectly.

"So, when do I start," I asked.

"Tomorrow," she informed me. "Brooke is going to pick you up at noon and take you to see two new offices. Whichever one you think is better is the one we will be moving into."

"That's a lot for my first day," I admitted.

"You can handle it," she professed. "Just make sure it will work for all six of us."

"Six, what six," I questioned.

I had only counted 5 with my new arrival to the firm. It was Leslie, Emma, Penny, Nikki and I. Who else was coming with us?

"Oh, I guess you don't know yet," Penny teased. "Brooke will be working for us now in our new real estate division. She is very good at what she does and Leslie was tired of her making so much money for her other agency. Brooke is now all ours."

"Ours," I repeated questioningly.

"Oh yes," Penny confirmed. "Most definitely ours."

That was the end of the talking for the evening. Penny sat up and excused herself. I threw the television on and tried to pay attention until I passed out. The day had taken its toll on me.



Adventures with Penny Ch. 10



 Chapter 10 – Office Space

It felt good to sleep in the next morning. I woke up well after 10am and moved around my morning routine with no urgency. The house was quiet, as both Penny and Vivian had left for work already. I showered and threw on a golf-shirt and a pair of jeans. I had a bagel and cup of coffee as I waited for noon to arrive.

Brooke was right on time as the clock struck 12. She rang the bell and I headed for the door. I locked up as I exited the house and got in Brooke's car. I closed the door and before I could buckle my seatbelt she tore out of the driveway.

Brooke raced to our first destination. She was driving like a woman possessed, weaving in and out of traffic and darting through the streets. We didn't speak as she drove, allowing her to fully concentrate on driving. Finally, the car screeched into the lot of a small, two-story office building. Brooke parked close to the front door of the building and killed the engine.

She didn't waste a moment, snapping the door open and stepping out of the car. I climbed out of the passenger side and saw that Brooke had passed me and was heading for the front door. I stopped in my tracks, noticing for the first time how hot she looked today. I was completely and totally blown away. 

Brooke was wearing a one-piece black collared jumper mini dress. It barely fell past her ass, allowing her gorgeous legs to be shown in full, all the way down to her black 5-inch pumps. I could not move watching her walk with a purpose towards the front door. When Brooke finally noticed that I was not following her, she stopped walking and turned her head around to look at me. She knew I was staring at her fabulous figure and terrific ensemble. She pressed her lips, pink with lipstick, together and blew me a kiss before continuing towards the door.

I bolted from where I stood to catch up with her. I passed her just as we reached the door to the building. I held it open for her and watched her walk through. I am sure she shook her ass an extra time or two knowing that I was watching. I followed Brooke past the elevators and she opened the door to the main level office suite. We entered and I looked around.

"This is option number 1," Brooke announced. "It occupies 2/3 of the first floor space and has plenty of room for our operation. Any questions or thoughts?"

"Yeah, I have a question," I replied. "Did you wear that to torture me or just to ensure you had my complete attention?"

"Hmm, why don't you give me your full attention and we'll see what happens," she giggled. "But torturing you is always fun."

"What was with the crazy driving," I asked.

"I wanted to get here fast so you could see what I was wearing," she admitted with a chuckle.

"I see, so you did wear it to torture me," I stated.

"Do you have any questions about the space," Brooke huffed.

I looked around and really started to take in the space she was showing me. There was plenty of room for all of us. There was a small conference room and a small desk area for Nikki to go with 7 offices and a conference room. I was a little indifferent about it, though I had some questions.

"What is the rent," I asked.

"$14,400 per month," Brooke revealed.

"What company is upstairs," I inquired.

"It is a not-for-profit church group," she revealed.

"Yeah, I am pretty sure they won't like us," I chuckled. "Any chance the building is for sale?"

"No, it's not," Brooke disclosed. 

I turned and walked out of the suite. This was not for us; it just didn't seem to fit. I headed back to the car and waited, which allowed me to watch Brooke as she followed me. We headed for the second location and she drove with much less urgency this time, allowing me to stare at her phenomenal legs as she drove. I would have loved to have just gone back to her place and ravaged her body, but I did have a job to do.

I watched the scenery change as Brooke drove. We were no longer in the large collection of office buildings that made up the main part of town; we were now in a more rural portion of the area. Brooke made a sharp right onto what appeared to be a gravel road. As we reached the top of the small hill we were climbing I realized that it was not a road but a driveway to a small, one-story building well off the beaten path.

She parked and we entered the building through a thick oak door. It appeared that there was no current tenant occupying the premises. I took in the sight of the space, which had a good-sized conference room in the center flanked by 3 offices on either side. The offices were a decent size, each with a window to see into the office area, and the two corner offices were somewhat larger. There was a large circular workstation in the center for a secretary, flanked by small sitting areas on both sides for guest and clients. The bathrooms were to the right and a small kitchen area was off to the left. The space had a lot of natural light and felt professional yet it was not at all stuffy. This was definitely more like it.

"What's the damage on this place," I asked immediately.

Brooke seemed to study me as I surveyed the office.

"$15,000 per month to rent," she confessed.

"And to buy," I pressed her.

"A million six," Brooke confirmed.

I flipped open my cell phone and started dialing. Penny answered her office line immediately.

"Hey, how's it going," she asked.

"Pen, go in the conference room with Emma and Leslie and call me back," I said and I snapped my phone shut.

I stared at Brooke, not sure if she knew what I was doing, but sure that she was the sexiest creature I could fathom at that moment. I walked over to where she was standing and stood behind her. I kissed her on the cheek and then the neck. She giggled slightly as my cell phone rang in my pocket.

"Hello," I answered quickly.

"What's the emergency, stud," Emma called out.

"I need to know what my parameters are with my current assignment," I said.

"In what regard," Leslie asked.

"Do we want to rent or buy," I questioned.

"That depends on how much," Penny stated.

"A million six," I conveyed.

"Too much," Penny said.

"Even for the perfect spot," I interjected.

"Yes, even for the perfect spot," Emma added. "Incidentally, how perfect?"

"How about this," I began, "a single tenant space with no other companies around. Perfect for anything we do, business or otherwise."

"Thinking on your feet I see," Leslie contributed. "Get them down to a million four and we can do it."

"Okay, I will get back to you," I said as I hung up.

I turned to Brooke.

"How flexible is the price," I asked.

"I am not sure, but I can take them any offer," she said. "What can we do?"

"A million four or less," I informed her. "Can you make that happen?"

"What leverage do we have," she questioned.

That was an excellent question. I was in the dark on the financial positions of the firm but an idea struck me quickly.

"We will rent while the sale is going through," I decided. "And we will over pay on the rent upfront."

"That might work," she decided. "Let me make some calls."

Brooke stepped outside as I continued to survey the office. I began envisioning us all working there together. I was starting to want this place and that was not a good thing. I waited while Brooke worked her magic. I sat on the couch in the waiting area for a while and then stood up and began to pace. I was wearing out a path in the carpet when Brooke finally returned.

She burst through the door and stared at me with a smile that was a mile wide.

"I'm good," she announced about herself.

"How good," I postured.

"I made a good deal," she said confidently.

"Really, what's the deal," I pressed, dying to know.

"We rent for 3 month at 24K, put 10% down and we can have it for 1.325 million," she informed me.

"Wow," I exclaimed. "That is a great deal."

I smiled at her and dialed my cell phone rapidly. I ran the numbers in my head over and over as the phone rang.

"Where do we stand," Emma answered her phone quickly.

"It's ours for a million 325 and we can rent while we close," I informed her.

"I am very impressed," Emma admitted. "Brooke did very, very well. Make the deal."

As Emma hung up I turned to Brooke. I grinned at her and then wrapped my arms around her tightly.

"You did so well," I told her. "You are a star and everyone knows it."

"I don't care who else knows besides you," she said softly.

As I was hugging Brooke ever so tightly, my cell phone rang again.

"Hello," I answered quickly without checking to see who it was.

"Hey, you have some more work to do," Penny said to me on the other end of the line. "You get to decide how the office will layout and who gets each office. Now, let me speak to Brooke."

I handed Brooke my cell phone without a word. As she began speaking to Penny, I started evaluating the layout of the office space and trying to decide where everyone would be going. This was turning out to be a great first day on the job.

I looked at the setup of the offices and the entire space. It was starting to come together in my mind. This was a role I could handle and was very much enjoying. I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that I did not hear Brooke finish her conversation with Penny. It took her stepping in front of me so that she was in my direct line of sight to get my attention.

"Have you figured it all out yet," she asked as she handed me back my cell phone.

"Almost," I answered confidently.

"So, tell me," she urged me as she moved to stand very close to me.

"Ok, starting on the left," I began. "Emma will have the corner office, then Penny and then we will leave the office next to the conference open for guests. On the right, Leslie will have the corner office, then you and then I will have the last office next to the conference room."

"That seems like a good plan," Brooke admitted. "I think they will all be pleased with it. I will be right back."

Brooke excused her self and stepped outside of the office. I continued to look around to ensure that I had not missed anything. I made my way over to what was to become my new office. As I stared into the space that was about to become mine, one thought crossed my mind. How did I get here?

I heard the front door open and close as Brooke made her way back into the office. I turned to look at her and noticed that she was holding her hands together in front of her. She was carrying something that I could not identify. As she reached where I was standing, she handed me what she was carrying. There were 6 black nameplates framed in gold, containing each of our names. I found the one with my name on it and looked at it strangely for a moment or two before securing it to the door of my new office.

"Let me guess," I said turning to Brooke. "Emma sent these with you."

"Actually, no," she contradicted me. "This was Leslie's idea of how to get you acclimated to your new role more quickly. She wanted you to be comfortable and feel like you were as big a part of this as they want you to be."

Brooke had just said a lot and I stood there, silent, digesting it all. I moved to the next office to my right and attached Brooke's nameplate to the door. I smiled as I looked at it before moving on and attaching Leslie's nameplate to her door. I finished the other two offices on the other side of the conference room before retreating to the circular secretarial workstation and securing Nikki's nameplate. My first note to myself was to have Nikki order a nameplate that said "GUEST" for the extra office.

I took one last look around and was preparing to leave when my cell phone went off. I opened it to see a new text message had arrived. I opened the text to find that it was from Penny and it read: Brooke did such a good job today! You two enjoy christening the new office!

Brooke had made her way over to where I was standing. She looked at me as I stared at my phone. I handed it to her to read. She took a long look at the message, rereading it 3 or 4 times before placing my phone down on the desk. She looked up at me and smiled widely.

"OH HELL YES," she exclaimed.

She threw her arms around me and planted her painted pink lips on mine. I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tightly as we kissed. I lifted her in my arms and raised her onto the desk, as our mouths remained locked together. I pushed up her bottom of her mini dress, caressing her legs and beautiful bottom. I pulled away from her and tore off her satin black thong.

Brooke undid my belt and unbuttoned my jeans. She unzipped them and tore them down. I wanted her and the look in her eyes said the feeling was mutual. I yanked down my boxers and let my swollen rod spring free. I pressed my cockhead to her gash. She worked her already wet opening onto my pole swiftly and took my length inside of her. Brooke wrapped her legs around my waist as I pushed in and out of her vagina.

I pulled her to the very edge of the desk and continued to enter and exit her box. She gasped slightly as I implanted my manhood inside her firmly again and again. I rocked my hip, sliding my shaft into her hole repeatedly. She bit my neck lightly and shivered as she approached her peak. I pressed into her again, causing her to groan. I penetrated her once more, which caused her to yelp. She dug her nails into my back as I hammered my prick home yet again.

I felt my load nearing so I began to thrust inside of her harder and firmer at a more brisk pace. Brooke shut her eyes tightly and held me securely as her orgasm swept over her. I continued to inject my meatstick into her until I burst. I gushed squirt after squirt of man-juice into her pussy until I was milked dry. We both breathed heavy and held each other in place, not moving a muscle, enjoying the aftermath.

I waited for what seemed like a long while before pulling out of Brooke and sitting in the chair at the workstation. Brooke wasted no time turning around and bending over the desk, inviting me back inside of her from behind.

"Don't make me beg for some more," she teased.

I stood from the chair and placed my dick at her opening once more. I slid inside of her easily. I held her hips for leverage as I rocked in and out of her wetness methodically. I groaned at the feeling of pleasure I was getting while fucking her slowly. Brooke wanted more instant gratification.

"I am ready to be fucked, so do it already," she snapped at me.

I immediately picked up my pace and began to crash into her cunt with great force. I pulled her to me as I thrust inside of her over and over. Brooke spread her legs, allowing my ballbag to crash into her clit with each thunderous pump. I was going to cum again soon so I increased the intensity of my attack. I assaulted her pussy with my shaft again and again powerfully.

Brooke put her head down on the desk, allowing her cheek to rest against the desktop as my flesh collided with her loudly. She breathed heavy as I emptied my nuts in her a second time. I unloaded my goo in her tight little box as I continued to thrust my cock into her time and again. She gasped as I did not slow down through my orgasm. I fucked her hard and fast until she groaned and squealed in delight.

Brooke let out a series of loud screams as she peaked a second time. I stopped moving as she spasmed repeatedly. When she was finally still I withdrew my pole from inside her and crashed back into the chair. Brooke did not move. She was breathing heavy with her eyes closed. I watched her closely for a little while before pulling up my boxers and securing my jeans back into place.

I put my hand on the small of Brooke's back and began to rub. She smiled but did not open her eyes. I leaned down and kissed her on the cheek. Her eyes opened and she looked at me.

"I think we might want to go now," I whispered to her.

She didn't say anything; she just stood up and adjusted her mini dress back into place. She still looked breathtaking. I grabbed my phone and took Brooke's hand. I led her out of the office and to the car. She climbed into the passenger seat and I drove myself home.

When we reached the house, Penny was waiting for us in the driveway. I left the car running as I stepped out of the driver's side. Brooke did not get out; she simply changed seats inside the car and rolled down the window. Penny strolled over to the car and handed her an envelope.

"You did great today," Penny said to her. "You both did."

"Thank you," Brooke said softly in return. "I am going to get the ball rolling on this right now."

Brooke backed out of the driveway and drove off. I watched as her car disappeared into the early afternoon sun. I was still watching the road when Penny grabbed my hand and led me inside the house.



Adventures with Penny Ch. 11



 Chapter 11 – The Bitch Is Back

Over the next two weeks, it became my sole responsibility to get the new office setup and running. I worked with Nikki to order new furniture for each of the offices and schedule when it would be best to move each of the ladies. I had the electric turned on at the new office and ordered a new sign for the front of the building. I had the phone lines installed but did not have the numbers moved yet, since most of the business was still being done in the other office. The computer network was wired as well and was just waiting to be utilized.

I had new laptop that I was carrying with me as I was working at both locations, ensuring that things progressed for us smoothly. I would sit with Nikki at the old office and I would sit at the circular workstation in the center of the new office when I was there. I believed I had all our ducks in a row with Nikki's wonderful assistance. We had organized a schedule of who was to be moved based on when the new furniture would be arriving and everyone seemed to be on-board with our plans.

As luck would have it, Penny was the first to move. Her office furniture arrived on a Friday and I moved a lot of her boxes and computer equipment over that weekend. So, the following Monday was Penny's first day in our new office. It was decided that once Penny was going to be working there full time, she would not be left in the office alone. I would not be going back to the old office anymore, unless Penny needed to go there for a meeting or assignment.

We drove to work together that first Monday, officially opening the new Law Offices of Adams and Cartwright. Penny laughed as I unlocked the door. She loved her new office and spent a lot of that first day getting organized. I had to laugh as she strutted around office like the queen bee for a day. 

The next day was a little chaotic as the new furniture for Leslie's office arrived a week ahead of schedule. I spent the morning getting the furniture situated and called Leslie around noon.

"Hey there," she answered her office line.

"Hey back, beautiful," I greeted her. "You may want to start packing your shit. Your furniture arrived today. I know it's early, but we should still move you as soon as possible in case any other stuff arrives ahead of schedule."

"Ok, I will have a few boxes packed up that you can come and get tonight," Leslie complied. "You can take my computer Thursday night and I will be there full time on Friday."

"That works out great," I revealed. "Thank you for being so flexible about this."

"You'll find that isn't the only thing I am flexible about," she teased before hanging up on me.

Ah, Leslie always played the game differently which kept me on my toes. When Penny decided to call it a day, I locked up the office and headed over to the old office to pickup Leslie's boxes. After I had them loaded in the car, I headed home.

The next morning, as I was moving the 7 boxes of books Leslie had packed up from my car into her new office, I was surprised to see the furniture truck pull up. They weren't due for the next delivery until Friday. After speaking with them, I signed for the furniture for Brooke's office, two days early. This was getting to be a habit with these guys, one I hoped would not continue though I feared it would.

I got Brooke's new furniture settled in her office and unloaded all of Leslie's boxes from my car by day's end. When Penny headed home, I went to the old office to collect Leslie's computer system and remaining items. When I arrived, Leslie was waiting for me. She was great about helping and getting everything done in one trip. She followed me over to the new office and we began setting her up.

I had her computer up and running in no time flat. She began situating her office as I brought in the remaining boxes from her car. After delivering the last one onto one of the new chairs, I left Leslie to sort out her stuff. It was going to be nice having her here now as I was really starting to grow attached to our new space.

I sat in my current chair in the circular workstation in the middle of our office. I was about to call Brooke to tell her she could start moving her stuff in anytime she wanted but I was interrupted by a strange voice from behind me.

"New partner, new office, same gopher," the soft yet aggressive voice stated.

I turned in the chair to see Sienna standing behind me. I sprung to my feet and did a double take to ensure it was really her I was seeing and not just my imagination gone awry. I stared at her, in grand disbelief. I surveyed her up and down. She still looked great. She was wearing a simple blue button-down blouse and black skirt. She held her purse in her hands, just above her waist. The crooked grin on her face told me she was not here to apologize for her past misdeeds. I couldn't find anything to say, clever or otherwise.

"Not happy to see me," she toyed with me.

"What the fuck are you doing here," I asked bluntly.

"Oh, you know, loopholes, blowjobs and bribes go a long way in our legal system," she laughed. "I had a good enough lawyer to get me a short sentence and early release. You knew I would be back."

I didn't say a word. I continued to stare a hole through the sultry sadistic redhead.

"Is my friend Emma around," she asked mischievously. "She and I need to have a talk."

"She's not here," I answered honestly. "I thought you two had come to an agreement when you were originally arrested?"

"Well, times change and deals must change with them," she postured.

"I agree," an authoritative voice boomed from behind me.

I turned to see Leslie standing at the door of her office, her eyes burning a hole through Sienna. Leslie strode over to where I was standing and comfortably moved close to me. I stepped forward so that I was between the two women in case of anything.

"I have a deal for you," Leslie proposed. "You leave now and never return to this office again and I won't have your ass arrested for trespassing."

"You have no idea who I am, girl," Sienna retorted.

"Actually, I know more about you than you should be comfortable with," Leslie corrected her sharply. "Now, YOU WILL honor your original agreement with Emma. Case closed."

"You are a lucky boy," Sienna snickered at me. "If you didn't have these women to protect your weak ass, I would have you for lunch."

"It's time for you to leave Ms. Deville," Leslie announced.

Sienna turned around, her long, curly red hair following the snap of her head as she did. She headed for the door and as I watched her walk across the floor I was stunned to see that Penny was standing just inside the front door.

"Bitch," Sienna growled at Penny as she passed her.

"Cunt," Penny responded as Sienna made her way through the front door and out of the office.

Penny turned to stare at both Leslie and I. She walked slowly across the floor to where we were standing. I had no idea how long she had been standing there or that she was planning on coming back to the office tonight.

"That was very well done, Leslie," Penny complimented her. "Why don't you head home? You look like you should call it a day. We will start to sort this out here."

Leslie didn't disagree. She went back into her office and collected her keys and purse before heading home for the evening. Once Leslie was past the front door, Penny turned to me.

"I have to update Emma on this evening's events," Penny declared. "I don't think we have seen the last of Ms. Deville."

"I agree with you on that," I said. "She has something up her sleeve to play games with us. Leslie really handled her tonight, though."

"She really did," Penny concurred. "You should go reward her."

I looked at Penny curiously. She was wearing a devilish smirk.

"What did you have in mind," I pressed her.

"It's her reward, let her choose," Penny responded.

I shut off my computer and walked Penny to the front door. After locking up the office for the night, I escorted her to her car and kissed her lightly on the cheek. I turned and headed for my car without a word being exchanged.

"Hey Cinderella," Penny called after me. "You turn into a pumpkin again at midnight."

She both creative and subtle, which is why she drove me crazy and I was also crazy about her. I left the office and headed over to Leslie's house, which was only about 10 minutes from our new location. I parked in the driveway and made my way to the door quickly.

I rang the bell and waited patiently. Leslie took her time answering the door, though I knew better than to ring the bell a second time. I could tell that she was quite surprised to see me when she opened the door. She looked relaxed and comfortable in her grey cotton shorts and pink tank top. Her hair was up and she was clearly not wearing a bra. I smiled as I took in the sight of her.

"Hey, is something wrong," she asked quickly.

"Actually, no, nothing is wrong," I conveyed. "Penny wanted me to let you know how well you performed tonight."

"I have a feeling that we are not done with that bitch yet," Leslie stated.

"While we both agree with you, I think we don't have to worry about her anymore tonight," I surmised.

"I would think not," she agreed. "Is there something else?"

"Your reward," I announced.

"Which is what," she questioned.

"What ever you want it to be," I revealed.

"Oh," was her only response.

She seemed to be acting a little weird about the whole thing. The look on her face was almost startled.

"So you are not going to invite me in," I pressed her.

She looked at me, seemingly confused. I waited for a moment, in the silence, before Leslie stepped aside in the doorway and gestured with her arm for me to enter the house. I passed by her into the front hall as she closed the front door behind me. I turned to face her and was about to say something when I heard a strange sound come from the living room.

I froze where I stood and began to listen closely. I heard some oddly familiar sounds though I could not place them as to exactly what they were. I looked at Leslie and she was looking at me but would not make eye contact. I was trying to figure out what exactly was going on here when a loud sigh came from the living room. I looked at Leslie who looked away quickly. I turned and strode into the living room to see what the hell was going on.

I found an interesting sight when I arrived in the living room. There was a glass of red wine on the coffee table and a porno movie on the television. There was a young, blonde girl on screen giving a deep blowjob to a middle-aged man. He seemed to be enjoying it and I was getting turned on watching. I turned back to see that Leslie had followed me and I looked at her. She offered no expression or explanation.

"Getting yourself in the mood," I asked playfully.

"I don't know what to say," Leslie stuttered.

"You cannot possibly be embarrassed," I reprimanded her.

"Wouldn't you be," she challenged me.

"Hell no," I exclaimed. "We done some pretty intimate things with each other, why would I be embarrassed?"

"Because I was about to do some pretty intimate things by myself," she spelled out.

"So, who doesn't," I countered.

"Really, you wouldn't be embarrassed if I caught you jerking off," she questioned.

"Not at all," I cemented.

Leslie smiled crookedly and then turned her head on an angle to look at me.

"Prove it," she dared me.

"It's your reward, just tell me what you want to see," I pushed back.

She thought for a long moment as our eyes flipped between looking at each other and the couple on the television screen. My cock was fully engorged watching the young, blonde girl now riding the man's cock. Finally Leslie's attention turned back to me fully.

"I want to watch you get naked," she announced.

She moved around to sit on the couch. She picked up her glass of wine and sipped it as I unbuttoned my shirt. I tore it off and tossed it to the floor. Leslie stared at me as if I were the only other person in the world at that moment. I kicked off my shoes and undid my belt. I unbuttoned and unzippered my pants, letting them fall to the floor. I bent over, pulled off my sock and kicked my pants into the pile at my side. Finally, I slid down my boxers letting my fully erect cock stand impressively in front of me. I kicked my boxers into the pile as Leslie licked her lips watching me.

"Come sit down," Leslie instructed, indicating that I should join her on the couch.

I made my way over to where she was sitting and planted myself next to her. She turned sideways on the couch to face me. I looked into her beautiful eyes and waited for her next command.

"I want to see you stroke your cock," Leslie said. "Do it for me."

I wasted no time in wrapping my right hand around my meat. I pumped it slowly, in long, deliberate strokes so she could get a good view. The precum bubbled from the head of my dick with each upstroke. Leslie bent her head down after four or five long strokes and licked the precum off the tip of my tool. She sipped her wine again as I continued to torture my rod with slow, steady tugs.

I looked at Leslie's shorts and noticed a wet spot growing on the grey cotton, indicating that she was not wearing anything underneath them. The precum began flowing again heavily with my next pump. Leslie put her wine down and stopped my stroking by grabbing my hand. She lowered her head into my lap and took my shaft into her mouth. She engulfed my member and bobbed up and down on it at the same slow, deliberate pace I had been manipulating it. I leaned back and breathed out heavily as she worked my full length in and out of her sexy mouth.

I groaned as Leslie let her saliva cover my cock as she worked my tool into the back of her throat repeatedly. My boner throbbed violently inside Leslie's mouth each time she surrounded my shaft. She teased me playfully, keeping her pace slow and steady. I groaned and clutched the cushions of the couch firmly. Leslie raised her head to look at me while she stroked my cock with her hand, still at a slow pace.

"I don't know about you, but if I don't cum soon I might lose my mind," Leslie exclaimed.

She released her grip on my rod and stood up. She pulled her tank top over her head and tossed it to the floor. Her gorgeous boobs popped free and I loved the sight of them. Leslie then bent over and pushed down her little grey shorts. Her bare pussy was now the focus of my attention. She stepped in front of me and turned around. 

Leslie lowered herself onto my lap and guided my rod into her soaked opening. She accepted my full length with no resistance at all. She sighed heavily as my entire shaft was buried inside her. She leaned back, laying her back against my chest, which allowed me to kiss her neck as she worked her midsection up and down on my pole. She rode me hard and fast as she repeatedly accepted my cock inside her box. I was not going to last long at all.

Leslie bucked and twitched as she bounced up and down on my lap. My throbbing dick could take no more and I erupted inside of her. She did not stop riding me ferociously as I dumped buckets of liquid into her pussy. I came hard, fast and in thick spurts as Leslie continued to impale herself on my tool.

"Oh God," she cried out. "Oh God! OH GOD! OH FUCK!!"

She crashed onto me again and again until a wave of ecstasy swept over her. She accepted my full length again and grinded her twat on my rod as she came. Leslie quivered and spasmed while on top of me. Watching her body move like that on top of me got me exceptionally hot. My cock did not have time to go limp inside of her before she began riding it again, angrily. 

She continued to drill herself onto my bone over and over and over. She was relentless and fucked me like a wild animal. She slammed into my lap and onto my cement hard shaft time after time. Leslie bounced up and down on my rock hard member until my second orgasm built to near climax. I tensed up and grunted.

"Are you going to cum again," she asked, almost out of breath.

"Very soon," was all I could say in response.

Leslie sprang up off of me and onto the couch beside me. She gobbled up my cock again, licking it and taking it into her mouth. She pumped it quickly as she licked her juices from it. After only a few seconds I exploded again. I shot 3 or 4 thick streams of jizz into her mouth and down her throat. When I was done Leslie laid her head on my chest in a very content manner.

"That felt good," she declared.

"I am glad you liked it," I said.

"Fucking you is the best part of this game," she revealed.

"You are too kind," I laughed.

She lifted her head from my chest and reached for the remote. She shut off the television and stood from the couch. I watched as she collected her cloths and made her way towards the hall.

"Tell Penny that I said 'Thank You' when you get home," Leslie requested. "I am going to take a shower."

She disappeared from the living room and I heard her bare feet slap against the wood of the stairs as she headed for her room. I motivated myself to get dressed and head home. When I arrived at the house, Penny was waiting up for me. She was sitting in the living room and I noticed her as I made my way up the stairs..

"Leslie thanks you," I relayed.

"She is more than welcome," Penny replied. "But we have a bigger issue."

"What's that," I asked.

"Emma received a package from our visitor tonight," Penny disclosed. "We have a mandatory meeting tomorrow at 8am."

"Do we know what the package contained," I pressed.

"We will all find out together tomorrow," she confirmed. "Go get some sleep."

I could see she was in no mood to be held tonight, she had too much on her mind. I reached my room and tossed my cloths onto my desk chair. I threw on a t-shirt and climbed into bed where Vivian was waiting for me.

She leaned up and kissed me gently on the lips before laying her head on my chest. We drifted off in silence.



Adventures with Penny Ch. 12



Chapter 12 -- Competition

The next morning was quiet at the house. We all got ready with very little being said. Penny drove herself to the office we were in the process of vacating while I rode over with Vivian. We arrived to find that everyone was waiting on us.

Vivian and I made our way into the conference where Emma, Leslie, Penny, Nikki and Brooke were all seated and ready. I took an open seat on the left of the big table next to Penny and Vivian sat on the other side of me. No greetings or pleasantries were exchanged; we simply waited for Emma to speak.

"A courier came to my house last night," Emma began, with the rest of us hanging on every word. "He delivered a note and this."

She held up a silver disk. She opened the note and read it aloud.

"Happy Viewing, Sienna."

Emma handed the disk to Penny who got up and put it into the DVD player on the shelf. Penny turned on the flat panel television hanging on the wall and started the disk.

Sienna came onto the screen, in what appeared to be her bedroom. She was wearing a white button-down blouse that was not buttoned. She had on a lace black bra and matching panties. She stared directly into the camera and spoke.

"Hello Miss Emma," Sienna began. "Have you missed me, doll? I know your boytoy has. I am out now and it's time for some changes. I am going to honor our agreement but I wanted you to be the first to know that you are not the only power player with sexual game anymore. I have started a game of my own and have some real quality players. I did my research on your team and I am continuing to put together a team I think will be highly competitive. I have made legitimate deals with them and have not violated our agreement, so fair is fair."

She stopped speaking and moved out of the view of the camera. It panned to her bed showing a woman laying on her back and getting fucked hard. The man's body was barely visible but the camera zoomed in on the face of the woman. There were several gasps in the conference room when we all realized that the woman getting fucked was Lisa, Brooke and Leslie's sister. I was shocked.

The video continued as another woman came into view. She had short, curly red hair and a nice body. She moved to the bed quickly and squatted over Lisa's face. Her hair covered her face until Lisa began licking her pussy and she shifted her hair. 

"NO!!!!" Nikki cried out as tears began to pour down her face.

It was Monica on the screen, getting her box eaten by Lisa.

"Motherfucker," Brooke exclaimed.

Penny stood from her chair and walked around the table to where Nikki was seated. She hugged her and held her tightly.

"Nicholette," I said, "we will figure this out and do our best to fix it."

Nikki nodded her head through her tears and sat back down. As Penny sat back down, Sienna came back into view on the screen.

"I have played fair in setting up my game," Sienna declared. "I have legitimate agreements with my players and I am interested in adding a few more that are currently free-agents. I have even taken some steps towards landing a major player who is currently on the market."

Sienna stepped out of frame and allowed the bed to come back into focus. Monica was now on all fours getting fucked from behind by the mystery man. Lisa was underneath her and licking her pussy as the man entered and exited her. The camera approached the bed slowly and the man's face started to become more clearly visible.

"I'm gonna fucking kill that little shit," Leslie yelled.

Brad's face had come into full view on the screen in front of us. I looked to Nikki, who had stopped crying but looked broken. I looked away and turned my attention back to the screen.

"MELINDA," Brooke screamed. "She is targeting Mindy!"

"Fuck," Penny shrieked.

Penny looked at Leslie and then at Emma. They both nodded as Emma stopped the video on the screen. Penny grabbed the phone in the middle of the table and passed it Leslie. Leslie put it on speaker and dialed quickly. The phone rang only once before it was answered.

"Hello," a cheerful young voice said.

"Mindy, it's Aunt Leslie," Leslie announced. "Honey, I am here with everyone."

"Everyone, wow, to what do I owe the honor," Mindy giggled.

"Mindy, it's Penny," Penny took over. "We have discussed it and after the way you handled the lesson that Brooke and Leslie taught you, we are ready to make you a full time player in the game."

"Well, it took you long enough," Mindy scoffed. "I have another offer I am currently weighing."

"Melinda," Brooke yelled. "Stop being a little shit and just say yes already."

"Is she allowed to talk to me like that," Mindy asked condescendingly.

"Mindy, it's Emma, tell us, who is the other offer from," Emma asked in a very soft but serious tone.

"It's from Brad," Mindy admitted shyly. "To join a game similar to yours that he is now a part of."

"Mindy, that offer isn't from Brad, sweetie," Emma informed her.

"Then who is it from," Mindy questioned with a very unbelieving tone in her voice.

"The woman running the game that Brad is now a part of," Emma revealed. "She is doing everything in her power to try to hurt the people in this room right now. Getting you into her game is just another piece of her plan. We would all rather you joined us, where we can keep you safe."

"But it's Brad," Mindy rebutted. "He would never let anyone hurt me."

"I hate to tell you this, but Brad doesn't care about you, sweetie," Emma stated. "He is only doing what he is told."

"That's bullshit," Mindy said angrily.

"Mindy, it's Nikki," Nikki chimed in, pain still filling her voice. "I just watched a video of Brad fucking your mom and the woman I love most in this world at the same time. Don't put anyone else here in the kind of pain I am in. Please."

"Everyone seems to be in agreement," Mindy surmised softly, trying to hide her complete shock at what she had just heard about Brad. "What does he think?"

"Melinda, sweetheart," I began, "you belong with us. You and I both know that you have want to be part of this game for a while, not only because you thought you were not allow in, but also because you knew it was a safe place to be. Our game is where you can enjoy the perks of a situation built on the right reasons and not the wrong ones. We will keep you safe, just like we keep each other safe now."

There was no response. We all stared at each other around the table as we waited. The silence was deafening, but the looks I was receiving told me that I had said the right things.

"Are you there," Leslie asked.

"Yes," Mindy responded, not more calculated. "It seems like I have all the leverage here."

"Actually, you very much do," Emma confirmed without relinquishing her position.

"I don't want to see any of you hurt," Mindy admitted. "But I have a tough time telling Brad no. He's got a spell over me. When I see him on campus, I freeze, every time."

"What if I tell him no for you," I offered.

"I have a better idea," Penny interrupted me. "Why don't we give you a signing bonus?"

"A signing bonus," Mindy repeated, sounding very much intrigued. "What would it be?"

The eyes in the conference room were all on Penny. She was shifting on the fly to get this done. I loved the way she just took hold of things. Damn she was adorable.

"What are your plans for tonight," Penny asked her.

"It's Friday night," Mindy stated. "I am going to a frat party."

"What if I sent him to accompany you for the evening," Penny offered. "Anything goes."

"Anything goes," Mindy repeated loudly, seemingly very surprised by that statement.

"That way Brad will get the message," Penny said.

"Anything goes," Mindy said again. "So if I want him to fuck me in front of everyone at that party, he will?"

"That would certainly send Brad a clear message," I said.

"Anything means anything," Penny confirmed.

"Awesome," Mindy exclaimed. "If that is your offer, then I am would love to be part of your game."

"Mindy, I need you to understand some things," Emma said. "First, I need you to send me an acceptance email stating that you will be joining our game, just for record keeping purposes. We need to keep things clear between us and Sienna. Second, just because you are getting this bonus, does not mean you are exempt from the rest of the rules of our game. I need you to be clear on that."

"Ok, I will send the confirmation as soon as I get off the phone," Mindy agreed. "I also understand that I will be a player in the game, as the rest of you are and that the rules do apply to me too. I really have wanted to be a part of this for a while. Thank you. What time should I expect him?"

"What time is the party," I asked.

"8."

"Then expect me at 8," I stated. "We will make a grand entrance together."

"See you tonight," Mindy said lustily as she hung up the phone.

Everyone sat back in their chairs and took a deep breath. We looked at each other in short, shy glances. This was a long way from over. Sienna had made a mess of things.

"Ok, we have some work to do," Emma declared, staring at Penny.

"We need to know what her deals are with her people," Penny stated. "Nikki can you call Monica and have her join us for a meeting?"

Nikki nodded and stood from her chair. She left the conference room without a word.

"Mindy is with us," I revisited. "Is there anyone else we should think of trying to protect?"

"Not that I can think of," Emma admitted. "But, this bitch is on my last nerve."

I had not seen Emma with that much fire in her eyes in long time. She was extremely pissed off at the entire situation. While I was watching Emma, the phone in the conference room began to ring. Nikki came through the door and put the phone on speaker. 

"Monica, you are on the box with everyone," Nikki said very coldly.

"Hello everyone," Monica greeted us with her charming Australian accent.

"Monica, this is Penny," Penny announced herself. "What the hell is going on?"

"What do you mean," Monica asked, seemingly taken back by Penny's position.

Penny looked at Nikki, who was shaking her head in her hands. I knew she was crying again.

"I'm sorry, I thought Nikki had informed you of what was happening here today," Penny continued.

"No, she didn't say anything to me about the office," Monica admitted.

"Well, we got a video sent to us," Penny disclosed. "Sienna Deville wanted to get our attention and she certainly did just that."

There was no response from the other end of the phone. We waited, without pressure or anxiety. We waited.

"Nikki, I am so sorry," Monica finally said, through half audible sobs.

"What happened," Nikki asked.

"She painted a picture of a different kind of game," Monica answered. "I can't get into details, but she doesn't play nice. It's not the same as your game."

"Monica, why don't you just stop playing her game," I asked.

"I wish it was that simple," Monica countered. "She has, well, leverage."

"We're not going to put you in a position where you are uncomfortable or scared," Penny announced. "Thank you for taking the time to talk to all of us."

"You're welcome," Monica replied, "and I'm sorry."

We all heard the line disconnect and there was silence again. Emma stood from her chair and left the room. No one else moved or spoke, we just continued to glance around at each other. Sienna had really rocked our world today. There was an air of concern that surrounded all of us.

Emma returned with her palm pilot in her hand. She was doing something on it when she sat down again. She pulled the phone to her and began dialing out on the speaker. The line rang and was quickly answered.

"Hello," a distinct voice greeted us.

"Sienna, it's Emma Cartwright," Emma stated.

"Hello Miss Emma," Sienna replied. "I had a feeling I would be hearing from you."

No one else in the room was making a sound now. Our eyes and ears were focused on the phone box.

"We need to talk, face to face," Emma suggested.

"I agree," Sienna concurred. "How about Monday morning?"

"That would be fine," Emma agreed. "What time should we expect you?"

"Oh no, darling, you misunderstood," Sienna said. "We will meet and talk, but on my terms. You will come to my house; I will have Bradley email you directions. Be there at 10am sharp. I have a busy day."

"We will see you on Monday then," Emma concluded.

Sienna's line disconnected and again there was chilling silence in the room. Everyone was looking at Emma but it was not she who spoke next.

"Ok, we have what we wanted," Penny declared. "Let prepare for it and be ready when we get there. I think it's best that only Emma, he and I go to this meeting."

"I agree," Emma said. "We can spend the day preparing for the meeting and he can get home to change."

Penny turned to face me.

"Have fun with Mindy," she said to me. "And if you see Brad, make sure he's clear on how things are."

"Count on it," I said before standing from my chair and exiting the conference room.

I walked out of the suite and Vivian followed me. I had forgotten that she had given me a ride that morning. It was nice of her to drive me back home without making me ask. The car ride was silent. Vivian pulled up in front of our house, but did not shut off the car. When I got out and closed the door, she pulled away and drove off. I am not sure to where.

I wasted the day at home and didn't get much accomplished. I thought a lot about Sienna and the strong move she had made today. What was going to come from our meeting on Monday? I lost track of time but I was ready to go in plenty of time to be at Mindy's school by 8. The ride was much less stressful than I thought it would be on a Friday afternoon. I pulled in the parking lot of Mindy's dorm and grabbed my suit jacket from the back seat. I also grabbed the flowers I had picked up for her.

As I walked across the courtyard and through the dorm, heads turned. Young men and women were surveying where I was headed with a large bouquet of flowers and wearing a suit. It was a normal Friday on campus, t-shirts and jeans were running rampant while books were nowhere to be found. I reached the door to Mindy's room and knocked firmly as I could hear music playing from inside.

The door opened and Mindy greeted me with a wide smile. She was dressed to thrill, far passing the conservative nature of my suit. I stepped back and took in the sight of her gorgeous frame. Mindy was wearing a classic little, black dress. It was strapless with the top portion being corset-like and hugging her body tightly. The bottom was frilly and wide, though not very long at all. She had on black, velvet pumps that were 4 inches high. Her blue eye shadow and light pink lipstick were quite noticeable against her pale complexion. Her short black hair was the perfect backdrop for the large silver hoop earrings she was wearing. Everything about her ensemble screamed "Notice Me."

I handed Mindy the flowers I had brought for her. She accepted them and smiled at me.

"Thanks, but you didn't need to get me these," Mindy said.

"I thought it would be a nice gesture," I responded.

"Yeah, the only gesture I care about tonight is the one where we both end up sweaty and exhausted," she admitted.

"My, my, someone's confidence has grown," I laughed.

"I am confident enough to know how to be a complete slut when I am in the mood," she snapped. "Lucky for you tonight I am in the mood."

Mindy threw the door to her room wide open to reveal a young woman standing behind her. The young lady was looking in a large mirror and adjusting her outfit. She was rather attractive and several inches taller than Mindy. She had dirty blonde hair that fell past her shoulders, down to about midway on her back. She was thin framed with a tight body that was evident thanks to the electric blue minidress she was wearing. She had on blue open-toe sandals to compliment the dress. She turned to face me as the light reflected off the diamonds that were hanging from her ears.

"This is my roommate, Brandi," Mindy introduced us.

Brandi extended her hand and I accepted it, raising it to my mouth and kissing it gently.

"I told you he was simple," Mindy said to Brandi.

"Yeah, he's charming," Brandi replied as if I were not standing right in front of her.

Mindy placed the flowers I had given her on the coffee table in her room and then we were off to the party. Brandi grabbed Mindy's hand and began dragging her across the campus. Mindy grabbed my hand and towed me along with her. We moved briskly, with Brandi leading the charge. I received curious looks from the young women on campus as the two ladies hauled me towards the party. The looks from the young men on the campus were mostly of jealousy.

We reached the frat house in a very short time. Brandi's pace in 4 inch heels was impressive to say the least. She acted as if she owned the place, bursting through the door and commanding the attention of the room. All eyes were on her as she dragged Mindy and I through the door and straight to an open area where people were dancing.

The two sexy ladies began to dance around me. There movements soon turned into a full on show as she were grinding against me and running their hands along any part of my body that they pleased. I went with the flow, trying to move with them but mostly letting them do whatever they wanted without getting in their way. 

This dance routine went on for easily a half hour, as each of the girls stepped away repeatedly at different intervals to fire back shots of tequila. My cock was bursting through my pants and I was worked up beyond words throughout the session. I tried to keep my head about me as I continue to glance around the room. The party went on around us but neither of the ladies I was with seemed to care or even notice that there was anyone else in the room. Their concentration was on how they moved their bodies around me.

That all changed when the door flew open and 7 young men in very good shape walked in. I immediately recognized one of them to be Brad. I assumed that the rest of the guys around him must have been members of the baseball team. I remembered Brad mentioning he played ball and these guys all had on letterman jackets, as if that made them unified or even tough.

Brandi immediately made her way over to the guy who was in front of the little pack. She kissed him on the cheek but his eyes were burning a hole through me. I shot a small grin back at him, just to irritate him a little. Brad stepped out from behind the guy who Brandi had attached herself to and made his way towards me. He was walking with a purpose, anger and testosterone in his eyes. I was, after all, on his turf.

"What the hell are you doing here," he barked at me over the music as he crossed the room.

"I was invited," I informed him pleasantly.

He attempted to step past me towards Mindy when I stepped in front of him and cut him off.

"Perhaps you and I need to have a word alone," I said to him, our noses almost touching.

He nodded and I followed him into the kitchen of the frat house.

"Who the fuck do you think you are coming here," Brad yelled at me in his best macho voice.

The kid I had met months before had changed. There was anger and entitlement in his eyes as he spoke.

"Son, first of all, lower your voice," I instructed him. "Second, as I said, I was invited. You need to do me a favor and deliver a message to your boss for me."

"What boss," he growled.

"Miss Sienna," I stated clearly.

His eyes widened, and then got very sharp.

"I don't know anyone named Sienna," he lied. "I am about to have my boys drag you out of here and kick the shit out of you."

"Really, I have a video that says otherwise," I chuckled at him. "She sent it to me to get my attention and now she has it. So, now I want your attention."




Adventures with Penny Ch. 12



His mouth dropped open and he stared at me in disbelief.

"I thought that might change your tune," I declared before he could respond. "Now, I'll talk and you listen."

He nodded, with fear and shame dancing in his young eyes. His face was void of color. He was unsure what his next move should be, so he listened.

"You need to tell your boss that Mindy is off the market," I announced. "We have secured her to our game. Case closed. We look forward to seeing her on Monday."

He nodded again. I wasn't going to speak again but I thought of Leslie's anger and pain this morning and decided that my next statement would be for her.

"Oh, and by the way," I continued, "if any of your 'boys' as much as looks at me funny, that video will be emailed to everyone on campus before Monday morning. And I will personally drop a copy off to your parents."

He nodded once more, looking dejected and defeated. I wished Leslie could have seen his face. She would have enjoyed this moment. That was definitely for her.

I walked out of the kitchen to an interesting scene. Brandi now had her man on the couch and was straddling him. She was all over him, kissing him wildly and grinding on his crotch, not caring who saw. Mindy was drinking a beer when I motioned for her to come to me with my index finger.

As she made her way across the room, Brad emerged from the kitchen. Mindy paused and walked to him. She whispered something in his ear and then continued towards me. She aggressively grabbed my hand and pulled me out the front door. She dragged me back across the campus to her dorm. She pulled me through the door and jumped into my arms.

I caught her waist as she wrapped her legs around me. She kissed me full on the mouth, letting her tongue explore with mine. She kissed me hungrily and with great force. I held her as we mauled each other orally. She pulled away and stared at me for a moment before putting her legs back on the floor. I let her go from my arms as she turned away from me.

"Would you be so kind as to unzip me," she teased.

I unzipped the back of her dress and it crashed to the floor quickly. She did not have on anything underneath and I was impressed. Her tight body stood before, waiting to be ravaged. She kicked her dress onto the bottom bunk bed against the wall before turning around to face me. I looked her up and down, drinking in her gorgeous frame with my eyes as she pulled my jacket off and fired it to the bed as well.

I pulled off my shirt while Mindy undid my belt and dropped my pants to the floor. I kicked off my shoes and pushed them to the side with my pants. Mindy wasted no time tearing down my boxers and grabbing my stiff shaft with her right hand. She tugged on my members firmly as I stepped out of my boxers and socks. She used her grip on my tool to guide me to the chair at her desk and plant me in it.

As I sat down, Mindy squatted in front of me and continued to stroke my rod repeatedly. Precum gushed from the tip of my dick and ran down Mindy fingers as they surrounded my pole. I sighed as she continued to pump my pecker with her hand. I closed my eyes and much to my surprise, Mindy stopped stroking me. I opened my eyes quickly to see her getting on her knees and leaning forward towards me. My cock then disappeared into her mouth.

I groaned loudly as Mindy swallowed my cock whole. She took my entire length into her mouth over and over quickly. She worked my pole fiercely with her mouth as I sat back and enjoyed it. Mindy did not wait very long before she stood up in front of me. 

"I am so ready for you to fuck me," she announced.

I was in no position to argue. She turned around and sat on my lap. She straddled me while she faced away from me. I held her hips and guided her opening onto my cement shaft. I slid inside of her easily as she was soaked. Her juices covered my cock instantly as I began to use her hips to slide her up and down on my member. She felt amazing. I continued to pump her midsection up and down on my swollen stick.

Mindy allowed me to be in control and she even put her left leg up on her desk, allowing me complete access to her box. I arched my back in the chair and began to thrust my hips upward as I pulled Mindy onto me each time. I was enjoying spearing her with my rod when the door to her room swung open violently. I looked over Mindy's shoulder to see Brad staring back at me.

"Hello Bradley," Mindy gasped at him as I continued to fuck her stiffly.

"You little fucking slut," Brad scowled at her.

"The best is yet to cum," she teased him. "You only wish you were going to get to be a part of it."

"Karma's a bitch, Mindy," he yelled at her while I quickened my pace of ramming my cock in and out of her flooded hole.

"I know," Mindy agreed. "So am I. You know all those things I wouldn't do with you, like taste your cum or let you fuck me in the ass, I am gonna let him do all of them, all the time. Ohhhh."

Mindy was bucking wildly as I pumped her pussy harder each time. I ignored Brad, trying hard to make Mindy cum while they spoke. She shivered and it felt like her climax was nearing.

"That's ok," Brad announced. "Your mom did those things for me. I am sure she will be happy to continue doing them."

Mindy growled and screamed before spasming. She crashed on top of my lap hard and stayed very still as she peaked. I stared at Brad, watching him watch her cum. He looked more jealous than hurt. When Mindy was finished, she stood and let my cock fall out of her. She turned and dropped to her knees again. She grabbed my cock roughly and began stroking it rapidly. I watched her flick her tongue across the head of my dick as she pumped it with her fist. I winced as my orgasm was on the verge of arriving.

Mindy stuffed my meat into her mouth and sucked it feverishly. I erupted inside her oral cavity. I shot my batter into her throat and she took it all. She held my cock in her mouth until every drop of cum was extracted and swallowed. I crashed back in the chair as she stood and faced Brad. She kissed him gently on the cheek. He looked at her curiously.

"Goodbye, Bradley," she said to him.

He said nothing as he turned and stepped back out into the hall. Mindy slammed the door in his face. She then turned and crashed onto the bottom bunk bed.

I waited for any sign of life from her, but she was completely still.

"Are you ok," I asked cautiously.

"Aside from my pussy being really sore, I am fine," she said without looking at me.

"Are you sure," I pressed, absolutely not believing her.

"I am quite sure that I have never cum that hard before," she declared. "I can't go again tonight. You should go."

I quickly collected my cloths and dressed without another word. I was worried about Mindy but was not sure how to proceed here. When I was completely dressed and ready, I opened the door to head out. Before I proceeded, I turned around and shut the door again. I knelt next to the bed and rubbed Mindy's back as she laid facing away from me.

"Thank you," I said softly.

"For what," she asked.

"For making the right decision," I told her. "And for still wanting to be part of this game."

She did not respond.

"We won't hurt you like he did," I stated.

"Thank you," she whispered through what sounded like tears.

"For what," I asked curiously.

"For making it easy on me," she replied. "I always wanted to believe that Brad cared, even back in high school, but I never did believe it. He made it so hard to believe. You make it easy to believe that you care. I feel safe."

"You are 100% safe, from now on," I assured her.

I kissed the top of her head before turning and heading out the door.



Adventures with Penny Ch. 13



Chapter 13 -- Balance

The weekend passed swiftly after my Friday night with Mindy. I was quite concerned for her state of mind after the ordeals of the evening. Brad seemed to be in check for now and Mindy did not have to worry about anything except her own internal conflicts. I wished I could be there to help her resolve them. The confusion, the hurt and the anger she must be feeling about the way things turned out would overwhelm any normal person. I had been there. I had felt those feelings, had those questions and endured those long, excruciating moments of figuring it all out on your own. I wished desperately that I could help her get through it.

But I had other, very pressing things to deal with on this overcast Monday morning. I showered and dressed quickly, ensuring that I looked perfectly professional. I made my way downstairs and paced the floor in the dining room as I waited for Penny to come down. I heard Emma's car pull up in front of the house and I knew that Penny did as well. She suddenly came into view as she made her way down from her bedroom.

We exited the house together and I locked the door behind us. We climbed into Emma's car, Penny in the front and me in the back seat. Emma drove swiftly, eager to get to our destination.

"How did it go on Friday night with Mindy," Emma asked me as she drove.

"It was an interesting evening," I admitted. "I am worried about her."

"Did Brad get the message," she inquired.

"Without question," I confirmed.

"Good, then the rest will take care of itself," Emma asserted.

We drove on without any further conversation. I was confident that we were all thinking the same thing; we wanted this meeting to be over and the results to be clear. Emma pulled up to a set of gates built within a large stone wall at the end of a long driveway. She lowered her window and pushed the button on the speaker box next to the gates. The box buzzed and the gates slowly opened. 

We proceeded up the long driveway and Emma parked in front of the large, white house. Emma shut the car off and Penny and I followed her up the stone stairs to the front door. Emma rang the bell gingerly and we waited. I noticed that it was exactly 10am and I was impressed that we were so punctual. I was a little surprised when Brad answered the door. He motioned for us to come in and we all entered the house, without any conversation. We followed Brad through the ultra modern and well decorated home. He showed us out to the back patio where a small table and 4 chairs was setup overlooking the in-ground pool.

"Wait here," Brad indicated.

Emma nodded and we waited as Brad disappeared back into the house. We all stood, silent, waiting. We were anxious but prepared. I surveyed the well landscaped property and terrifically maintained pool area. Time ticked away slowly and I assumed Sienna was making us wait on purpose, to prove a point. It was not until 10:15 am that Sienna finally graced us with her prescreens.

"How good of you all to come," she said as she emerged through the glass framed door that led out from the interior of the house.

There was no response from any of us as we kept our eyes on her.

"Please sit," Sienna urged as she pulled up a seat for herself. "So, where should we begin?"

"We have some concerns about our situation," Penny began, as we all seated ourselves at the table.

"What situation would that be, dear," Sienna asked.

"The situation of our dueling games," Penny stated.

"Our dueling games," Sienna repeated. "Miss Emma, are you not in charge any more?"

"Times change," Emma responded confidently.

"Well, well, that certainly changes things for me," Sienna laughed. "I am not sure that this little girl is even worth the effort."

"Sienna, don't force my hand," Emma warned. "While I may not be in charge, I am still loyal and I will do what I have to in order to protect those I care about."

"Care about," Sienna mimicked. "You must be joking. This game isn't about caring, it's about power."

"Your game can be about whatever you want," Emma conceded. "Our game is different."

"How noble of you," Sienna postured. "So, where do you propose we go from here?"

"We need to establish some rules," I interjected.

"Oh, my dear boy, you are in no position to strap me with rules," Sienna snapped at me.

"Then let's call them balanced operating guidelines," I suggested in my best professional voice, certain to show no impact from her sharp words. "It would be better for all of us to keep the games fair and separate. This way you can play your way, while we play our way and no one gets caught in the middle."

"What specifically did you have in mind," Sienna pushed me.

"Well, first I hope we can agree on our current rosters," Penny offered.

"I know all your players, including your newest acquisition," Sienna confirmed. "You know all my current players as well. I will not come after any of your players, but they are free to come to me anytime they want. Unless you have any objections, I think we are set there."

"Fair enough," Emma accepted. "Now, I am willing to leave things as they are as long as you behave yourself."

"Miss Emma, we have already had this conversation," Sienna indicated. "I don't wish to have it again. I know the stakes and so do you. Let's leave it at that."

"I have had enough of the fake, pleasantry bullshit," Penny announced firmly. "Let me be clear, if you fuck with any of the players in MY game in any way, you will answer to me. Little girl or not, I will do a number on you the likes of which you cannot possibly comprehend. Do you understand that?"

Sienna immediately stood from her chair and turned to head back into the house.

"I will run my game as I see fit," Sienna stated as she stopped at the door. "You do the same. I will stay out of your hair as long as you stay out of mine. Now, show yourselves out."

Sienna disappeared back into the house and the three of us sat there for a moment. We collected our thoughts and made our way back through the house to the front door. We pulled through the gates and Emma drove Penny and I home. After a ride of complete silence, Emma pulled up in front of our house and stopped the car.

"Well, that's it," Emma stated.

"We will make it work," Penny reassured her. "Trust me."

"I do trust you, sweetie," Emma confirmed. "It was a tense meeting and you got very aggressive at the end. I respect your heart and passion for our people, but sometimes discretion is necessary. If you continue to show your temper, she will try to exploit it at some point. Now, you two take the rest of the day off. I will see you both tomorrow."

Penny and I exited the car and headed into the house as Emma pulled away. We exchanged glances but not words as we made our way up the stairs to the main level. I continued on to my room and changed into a t-shirt and shorts. I wanted to be comfortable. I laid on my bed, really not sure of what to do with the rest of my day. I thought a lot about our morning with Sienna.

As I was lying there, Penny made her way into my room. She did not say a word; she just curled up next to me on the bed. She too was now wearing a t-shirt and shorts. She put her head on my chest and draped her leg over mine so we very much resembled parts of each other.

"Should I have kept my mouth shut this morning," she asked me as she traced hearts on my chest with her index finger.

"You have consistently let Sienna push you to a point of losing your cool," I informed her. "No one else does that to you, at least no one that I've seen. Why does she get to you like that?"

"Remember how physical she was with you," Penny reminded me. "And seeing those tears on Nikki's face the other day, it just kills me to see you guys hurting and know that she is the root cause."

"Knocking her on her ass with that right cross didn't cure those feelings," I inquired.

"Oh, that felt great," Penny admitted. "But, it still feels like she has evil, crossed intentions towards all of us. I worry. My worry breads anger in me. I am not proud of that about myself, but that is the way it happens."

As we lay there, it occurred to me that these conversations with Penny were quite similar in both tone and nature to the conversations that I had with Brooke over coffee at the table in her nook. The parallel really struck me in that moment and it reconfirmed my position of loving these two women with all I had at the same time. I thought about what Penny had said and how her worry translated to anger. She was human, forgivable and adorable. I felt, in that moment, like the luckiest man alive.

I am not sure at what point I fell asleep but I wasn't out that long. Apparently it was long enough for Penny to think of a good way for us to spend our free afternoon. When I opened my eyes, Penny was no longer in bed with me, but there was a note on the pillow next to me. I grabbed the note and read it to myself. You give me so many things that I need. Now I am going to give you something you want.

I wasn't quite sure what it meant exactly, but knowing Penny as I did, I knew I was going to enjoy whatever it was. I climbed out of bed and made my way to find Penny. I assumed that she would be in her bedroom but when I found it empty, I was somewhat disappointed. I wasn't sure where she could be, but I was on the hunt.

Finding Penny did not take long at all. When I made my way downstairs, she was sitting, cross-legged on the edge of the dining room table. I looked her up and down to take in the site of her. She was completely naked except for black, thigh-high stockings and black open toe high heels. She looked fantastic and my dick responded immediately in my shorts. I stared at her and smiled widely.

"Hi," she said softly.

"Hello," I replied casually.

"It's been so long since I have given you what you want," she declared. "You give me so many things I need everyday without even knowing it. Now, it's my turn."

"I just do what I can," I admitted. "I am glad to know our time together means so much to you."

"It does," she confirmed. "Now, let's use this time together wisely. Come over here and fuck me. RIGHT NOW."

I tore off my t-shirt and threw it down to the floor. I dropped my shorts and my rock hard rod stood straight in front of me as I moved towards where Penny was seated. As I approached her, she laid back on the table and spread her legs. She massaged her tits with her hands before moving one hand to her shaved twat. She used her fingers to spread her lips and invite me inside of her.

Precum began flowing from the head of my cock. I moved close to the table and pressed the tip of my tool to her opening. She was already well lubricated with her own natural juices and I pressed inside of her easily. My eyes rolled slightly back into my head because she felt so wonderful. I pressed my full length into her before withdrawing. Penny gasped slightly as I inserted myself again.

"Stop teasing me," she begged playfully.

I positioned her legs over my shoulders and began to penetrate her faster and harder. The table began to rock as I pumped my prick in and out of her moist box. I loved this feeling, fucking her when she wanted to be fucked. I entered her again and again forcefully. My nuts tightened quickly watching Penny wriggle on the table.

"Cum on my shoes, baby," she gasped.

I continued to insert and withdraw my pole from her sweet spot. I groaned as my climax arrived and I withdrew from her completely. Penny put her feet together and presented her shoes to me. I ejaculated all over them without regard. I shot rocket after rocket of goo onto her sexy shoes. My orgasm felt tremendous and I never wanted it to end. When I was finished, her shoes were covered in an enormous load.

Penny sat up and looked at me, seriously. She shook the cum covered shoes off of her feet and then smiled at me as they crashed to the floor.

"Now, do it again," she instructed as she laid back on the table once again.

I stared at her curiously as she parted her lips once again and invited me back in. This invitation did not seem optional. I pressed my shaft to her opening again and slid back inside of her instantly. I exhaled as I pushed my entire length into her. Penny did not wait for me to act; she quickly slung her stocking covered legs over my shoulders and began driving her body towards mine. I grabbed her thighs and pulled her to me repeatedly, spearing her pussy each time with my stiff rod. She seemed to enjoy this so I did not think of stopping. I aggressively pulled her to me again and again, much to her enjoyment and my own.

Penny wriggled beneath me with each thrust of my member into her vagina. She was breathing heavy and grinding her teeth as I continued to invade her wetness. Finally she slammed her hands down on the table and yelled loudly as her climax overtook her. She squealed slightly and then let out a long sigh as I repeatedly inserted my prick into her. She giggled somewhat when her orgasm was complete and I looked deep into her eyes.

My nuts tightened again, quickly after that. I pulled my dick out of her and she presented her stocking covered feet to me. I exploded violently all over them. The contrast of the white jizz on her black stockings caused each blast to be harder than the last. When the last drop was extracted from my pecker, I crashed into the chair next to me. Penny sat up and looked at me, seemingly more at peace than I could remember seeing her.

"I should go get cleaned up before Vivian gets home from work," she said as she hopped off the table.

She kissed me on the cheek and turned to head for the stairs, shoes in hand. She stopped at the foot of the stairs and looked back to where I was still sitting.

"Sometimes, I really just can't get enough of fucking you," she stated before heading up the stairs.

I collected my cloths and decide to get cleaned up as well.

Sometimes, life was too good to be true.



Adventures with Penny Ch. 14



 Chapter 14 – Car Service

The next morning was crystal clear. There was not a cloud in the sky as I drove to the new office. I felt refreshed, recharged, and for some strange reason, prepared. These feelings stemmed from a growth in my personal confidence and appreciation for how we, collectively, had handled the Sienna dilemma. I was proud of all of us and impressed with myself. In the back of my mind, I knew this couldn't last long.

My arrival at the office brought another pleasant surprise. Apparently, while Penny and I were given the afternoon off the day before, work had not stopped. Brooke had found the new office and it made my morning to see her smiling face when I walked through the door. She was organizing a few documents at the circular workstation in the center of the office when I noticed her.

"What are you doing here," I asked pleasantly.

"I moved into my new office yesterday," she informed me as I continued walking towards her. "I figured it would be a good time to do it while you all were off dealing with Sienna."

"That's wonderful," I exclaimed as I reached the workstation. "Having you here will be fantastic."

Brooke leaned over and gently kissed me on the cheek before turning and heading back to her office. I was very excited. Our new office was taking complete shape. I set down my laptop bag at the workstation when the office door flew open and a tall, overweight man in a dirty, grey jumpsuit barreled towards me across the floor.

"I got some furniture to drop off," he growled. "Need you to sign."

He shoved a clipboard and pen in my face as he reached me. I accepted it and read the yellow packing slip thoroughly before signing. He was delivering the rest of the furniture we had ordered, which included Emma's office, my office, the guest office and the reception area we were going to setup. These guys were going to be here for a while.

As the men began bringing in the furniture, I directed them as to which office each piece belonged to. While they were moving Emma's desk into her office, Penny arrived for her workday. She looked fantastic with her briefcase in her hand and her navy pinstripe suit on. As she walked towards me I filled with delight as I realized that I was in the same building with both of the women that I was in love with. On top of that, I was actually happy about it instead of being intimidated or afraid. Today was a good day. This was a good moment.

"What is that silly smile for," Penny asked as she reached where I was standing.

"I am always happy to see you, gorgeous," I replied, not wanting to reveal the truth but always wanting to be playful with her.

She leaned forward onto the tiptoes of her black, flat ballet slippers and kissed me on the lips lightly.

"Leslie will be in court for most of the day," Penny informed me as she pulled her lips away from mine. "Wait for her to get here later before you call it a day. Ok?"

"Anything for you," I teased her.

"God damn right," she confirmed as she walked away, headed to her office.

The rest of my entire day was spent managing the furniture delivery guys. When all was said and done, all the furniture was where it was supposed to be and I was exhausted. They finally left well after 4pm and I was able to sit at my new desk and think. I immediately picked up the phone and called Nikki.

"Law Offices of Adams and Cartwright," Nikki answered the phone is her best professional voice.

"Nik, it's me," I announced. "What does Emma's calendar look like on Friday?"

"Hey you," she responded. "Looks like she is open for the entire day. Why?"

"Friday is your last day at that office," I informed her. "Everything is ready here. So set it up that as of Monday morning, we are 100% operating from our new home."

"You got it," Nikki confirmed. "Anything else?"

"Not that I can think of," I admitted. "See you soon."

I hung up, knowing that Nikki would handle everything on her end. As of Monday, the new offices of Adams and Cartwright would be complete. This was great. I sat back in my new chair and exhaled, enjoying what I had accomplished for just a moment. That moment ended when Leslie appeared in my doorway.

"Got a minute for me," she asked simply.

"Always," I stated. "How was court?"

"It was productive," she admitted as she entered my office and closed the door behind her.

She sat in one of the two new guest chairs directly in front of my desk, setting her attaché case alongside the leg of the chair.

"You have done a great job getting this office ready," Leslie complimented.

"Thanks, I am glad to contribute something tangible," I acknowledged. "Are you ok?"

"Yes, I am fine," she established. "But I need a favor from you."

"Ok, what can I do for you," I inquired.

"I need work done on my car and I was hoping you could take it in tomorrow," she revealed.

"Sure, that shouldn't be a problem," I said. "I will have Nikki make the appointment with Bob first thing in the morning."

"I already had Nikki make the appointment," Leslie disclosed. "And it won't be with Bob."

"Oh really," I exclaimed. "Why not? We give Bob all our car business. He's Bill's brother. What exactly is going on here?"

"Well, my sister Lisa is now managing a car dealership," Leslie informed me. "So I need you to take it there just this once."

"Why does my gut tell me that this is not about the car," I pressed her.

"Not entirely," she answered gingerly.

She reached down below her chair and grabbed her attaché case. She opened the front flap and slid her hand inside the pouch. She withdrew her hand and placed the case at the foot of her chair once again. She then stood from her chair and placed an unmarked disk on my desk in front of me. I looked down at it and then looked up at her. Her expression gave nothing away.

"Sienna's message to us," I assumed, trying to piece this together in my mind.

"I don't think Lisa has actually seen this," she said. "Nor do I think she knows that Brad was dating her daughter prior to joining Sienna's game."

"And you were hoping I would share this disk and that information with her tomorrow," I further interpreted.

"Yes, please," she agreed politely.

My mind was racing and my head was spinning. What was Leslie playing at here? She knew I did not like her sister Lisa, who was already entrenched in Sienna's game. Whether or not Lisa knew that Brad used to be Mindy's boyfriend was irrelevant, in my opinion. I was not clear on what purpose this served but when I looked at Leslie again, her face was solemn. She appeared to be quite sincere in wanting this to be done. I could not say no. I stood from my chair and walked around my desk. I opened the door to my office before turning back to Leslie.

"I will see you in the morning," I stated before leaving the doorway on my way out of the office.

My head hurt for the entire evening. I commuted to the office with Penny the next morning. I dropped my laptop on my desk and collected Leslie's car keys from her. I got in her car and headed directly to the dealership where Lisa worked. I pulled into the lot and proceeded inside quickly. The showroom was empty aside from a young sales guy and Lisa.

She was seated at her desk towards the rear of the showroom. I quickly made my way towards her just as the young sales guy tried his best pitch.

"Is there anything I can help you with today, sir," he asked as I crossed the floor with a purpose.

I didn't even acknowledge him with a look, I just continued walking.

"I have an appointment for my vehicle," I stated as I reached Lisa's desk.

She had on a nice blue blazer and skirt with a black blouse. She looked terrific, as much as I was not a fan of her, I had to admit it. She did not look up at me.

"Last name," she asked coldly.

"It's your sister's car," I announced.

That got her attention. She looked up at me with shock in her eyes.

"So she sent her gopher," Lisa grimaced. "Well, we are full right now, you will have to reschedule."

"I don't think so," I snapped at her, not in any mood for her attitude.

"What makes you think you can just walk in here and make demands," Lisa barked at me from her chair.

I flipped the disk onto her desk in front of her.

"What's this," she asked firmly.

"Your recent performance," I declared.

"I'm sure I have no idea what you are talking about," Lisa postured.

"Oh, so you are saying that isn't you fucking Nikki's wife and the 19 year-old guy that used to date your daughter," I asked rhetorically. "My mistake."

"How did you get this," she asked, seemingly stunned and defeated.

I wanted this moment to sting and it appeared that it very much had. I was delighted.

"Sienna sent it to us," I admitted. "I think you will like her added commentary. Your sister wanted you to know what she is all about."

"I didn't know that Brad dated my daughter," Lisa gasped, possibly near tears, though I doubted it.

I was not at all moved by this brief show of emotion.

"Have one of your flunkies drop Leslie's car off at her house when it's done," I said before turning and walking out of the showroom.

Lisa brought out the worst in me. She felt an amazing need to be a bitch to me and I didn't get why, but at this point I did not care. She was a disaster and I was not on the bandwagon that wanted to save her. Leslie cared for her and she was Brooke's sister too, so I did what I was told but I was never comfortable around her.

I was standing outside the showroom when my cell phone rang.

"Hello," I answered.

"Hey, it's Vivian," she declared. "Nikki said you might need a ride."

"Actually, I do," I conveyed. "You girls have a wonderful way of taking care of me."

"I'm on my way," she announced before hanging up.

I put my phone back into my pocket as the door of the showroom opened behind me. Lisa stepped out of the showroom and moved in front of me. When she was in my direct view, I looked at her, sternly.

"You don't understand," Lisa started to say.

"Actually, I don't care," I corrected her.

"Then why do this," she asked, sounding very much like a lost child.

"Because your sisters and daughter do care," I reminded her. "I care for them, greatly. So I do what I can to help. We are all part of something together, so I give because I care for them. It ends there. You and I have no ties."

She looked at me for a long moment before tilting her head to the side. I wanted to remain firm and cold, but I was beginning to wilt. Lisa genuinely seemed like she was in a situation she could not control and it scared her. I almost felt sympathetic. Almost.

"Are you in love with my sister," she asked me bluntly, her tone regaining it's abrasiveness.

"Actually, that is none of your damn business," I scolded her. "But yes, I am."

"Leslie has always found the lost causes appealing," she quipped.

"You may be very right about that, but I never said I was in love with Leslie," I retorted.

Lisa took a moment to digest my words. She took a step back away from me and looked at me perplexed. Finally, after several long and silent moments, it appeared that she understood.

"I don't get your game at all," she admitted softly.

"You are not the type of person that would," I stated coldly.

Vivian pulled up in front of the dealership and stopped right where we were standing. I moved to open the door but Lisa beat me to it. She opened the door and peered inside.

"Hey blondie, why do you tolerate this prick," Lisa asked Vivian.

"You really don't get it, do you," Vivian asked Lisa. "It's not about tolerating anyone or anything. It's about heart. Which you are obviously lacking."

Lisa turned and walked back into the showroom. I climbed into the car with Vivian and closed the door behind me.

"Thank you for coming to get me," I said.

"Well, you are welcome," she replied. "But, in all honesty, it was not an entirely selfless act."

"Really, how do you mean," I asked, genuinely intrigued.

"Nikki said if I picked you up, then you were mine for an hour," she revealed.

"No shit," was all I could say in response.

Vivian and I drove in silence as she headed home. I was still angry from my exchange with Lisa. We reached the house in no time and as she exited the car I noticed for the first time that day how great she looked. She was wearing a white, spandex mini skirt and white pumps with an ankle strap that were easily 5 inches tall. On top she had a peach blouse and I was convinced that she was not wearing a bra. I watched as her tight ass wriggled in the fabric of her skirt as she walked to the front door. She opened the door and stepped into the house. I bolted from her car and quickly made my way inside as well.

I shut the front door behind me and watched as Vivian ascended the stairs in front of me. I was drooling as I stared at her ass. I wanted her and my cock was throbbing in my pants because of it. I climbed the stairs behind Vivian and noticed that she stopped in the dining room. I came up behind her and put my arms around her waist. I kissed her neck from behind and pulled her tight to me.

Vivian spun around in my arms and faced me. She kissed me on my mouth, her tongue snaking around for attention. I planted my hands firmly on her ass, squeezing it tightly as we kissed. I could feel my prick pulsating, dying to get inside her.

Vivian moved from my arms and proceeded into the living room. She sat on the edge of the couch and hiked up her skirt, revealing that she was not wearing any panties. I almost came when I saw her gorgeous bald pussy. I made my way to where she was sitting quickly and she immediately grabbed my belt.

Vivian tore off my pants and boxers while I ripped off my shirt and threw it to the side. She instantly took my rock hard cock into her mouth and began sucking it sloppily. I was in heaven as my shaft passed over her sexy lips again and again. She lubed my prick with her saliva as she engulfed it over and over. I sigh heavily as she removed my dick from her mouth and began to pump it firmly with her hand.

Vivian then leaned back on the couch and I knelt in front of her. I placed my firm tool to her opening and thrust forcefully inside of her. She was very wet and I was lightheaded from the pleasure I felt. I rocked my hips allowing my pole to enter and exit her gash repeatedly. I continued to fuck her right there on the couch, not wanting to ever stop.

Vivian wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me into her with each thrust of my hips. I forced my cock into her box again and again as she squirmed wildly with pleasure. It had been way too long since I have been with Vivian and I wanted to cum hard with her. I put my hands on her waist and pulled her to me with each push inside of her. I was nearing climax.

Vivian was gasping and wiggling in front of me and I continued to penetrate her powerfully. I jammed my shaft into her box until I could take no more. I exploded intensely inside of her, spewing my spunk until there wasn't a drop left in my rod. I looked at her firm body and gorgeous face and wanted more, desperately.

I pulled back, allowing my cock to fall out of her pussy. I then flipped her over without a word and pulled her waist to me. I entered her from behind vigorously and began pump my dick into her. I rammed her from behind again and again. I used every ounce of power I had to attack her body with mine. I crashed into her vagina over and over with my rock hard tool.

"OH GOD," Vivian screamed loudly as I continued to thunderously insert my cock inside of her.

I am not sure at what point Vivian peaked, but I was rapidly nearing my second orgasm. I devastated her twat with each vicious thrust of my hips. I couldn't hold out at all and I discharged my second load inside of her walls. Her cunt milked my stick of every ounce of cum that I had. I withdrew from her and crashed to the floor in the living room, completely spent. Vivian did not move at all.

I am not sure how long I laid there catching my breath but at some point I stood up and collected my cloths. I dressed and stared at Vivian, who had still not moved. I moved close to her and kissed her on the cheek.

"I have to go back to work," I whispered in her ear.

I turned and headed for the door.

"You are fucking amazing," she called after me.

"You bring out my A game," I called back as I shut the door behind me. 



Adventures with Penny Ch. 15



 Chapter 15 – Hot for Teacher

Over the balance of the week, the new office was chaotic. People were coming and going, dropping of boxes and personal effects. I vowed to stay out of the office over the weekend in order to give anyone that was there plenty of quiet time to setup there space. Monday morning came and I felt renewed. I bolted out of the house and couldn't wait to get to the office.

I walked through the door of the office at about 10 minutes to 9 in the morning. Nikki was already seated at her desk and hammering away on her keyboard. Every office door was open except for min and I could see the lights on in the conference room. 

"There is a staff meeting in 10 minutes," Nikki informed me as I approached her desk.

"Thanks," I replied as I passed her and headed for my office.

I dropped my bag on my desk and began setting up for my day when I noticed Leslie walk by my door towards the conference room. I grabbed a pad and pen before heading in there myself. I was happy that I wasn't the last one to arrive as I entered the conference room. 

I pulled up a seat between Penny and Brooke on the far side of the table. Leslie was seated on Brooke's right side. Emma charged through the door with Nikki hot on her heels. She sat to Penny's left and Nikki sat to her left. Once we were all there, it began.

"Alright, first things first," Emma said. "Every Monday at 9am we will have a staff meeting, to catch up and get on the same page."

Everyone took in this information and seemed to agree that it was a good idea.

"Next, good job by Nikki and our favorite guy for getting our new office up and running," Emma complimented.

Nikki smiled and I nodded at the acknowledgement.

"Also, we have a lot of things going on right now," Emma stated. "We have several cases that need pressing attention. Penny and Nikki will be teaming on research and approach while Leslie will hand the Johnson case and I will take both the Lemon case and the Harbaugh case."

Everyone absorbed this latest data and there was not a question as to who was running this office. Emma was brilliant and great at being in charge. She was a natural leader.

"Finally, we may need an extra hand or two for a little while," Emma informed us, staring mostly at Brooke and me. "Starting tonight, Leslie will be teaching Law 1 on Monday nights at the community college. So we might need you two to assist with some things."

Brooke nodded, as did I. Leslie was going to teach, that was great. I was happy for her. This seemed like something she would be very good at. Great. Our office environment was taking a distinct shape. I liked how things were turning out.

"The last item of business relates to the game," Emma declared. "I spoke to Sienna this morning."

All our ears perked up as we waited for the next set of words to be spoken.

"Monica is being allowed to sit out from Sienna's game for the next 6 months" Emma revealed.

Everyone's eyes got very big. We all waited anxiously for the explanation.

"Why," Leslie asked bluntly.

"She's pregnant," Nikki revealed.

"Is it Brad's," I inquired without thinking.

"No," Nikki confirmed. "It was an artificial insemination. We want a baby. We think it can mend the broken pieces of who we are together."

Penny got up from her chair and moved to where Nikki was seated. She gave Nikki a very large hug. Everyone offered congratulations and well wishes for the blessing that was about to happen to Nikki and Monica.

"Do we owe Sienna anything in return," I asked Emma when everyone had settled down.

"It's been settled," Emma replied firmly.

I knew not to push the question based on her tone of voice, but I was going to get the whole story at some point, that I was sure of.

Emma dismissed us and I returned to my office. I was sitting at my desk and about to logon to my computer when Penny stepped into the doorway of my office.

"Got a minute," she asked politely.

"Sure."

Penny entered my office and closed the door behind her. She sat in the chair closest to her and stared at me.

"Is everything alright," I asked.

"I am not sure," she admitted. "I don't know what Emma did to get Sienna to back off of Monica during her pregnancy, but I really would like to know."

"Me too," I agreed. "But give it time. It will come out."

"You're right, it will," she granted. "I have a nice idea. You should go to Leslie's class tonight. She is nervous about teaching and having you there would be nice. You make a great teacher's pet."

"Done."

She stood from the chair she was sitting in and opened the door. She exited my office without another word. I sat there thinking of what Emma could have done to get Sienna to do the right thing for Monica. As my thoughts ripped through what it could have been, my mind wandered and I found myself thinking of what tonight's class might be like. Should I sit in the front so Leslie could see me? Or would that be distracting to her? Should I sit in the back to toy with her? Or would that be distracting to her? Tonight was going to be very interesting.

The day passed swiftly and before I knew it 6pm had arrived. Class started at 6:30pm so I rushed to shut my computer down and get out of the office. As I was headed for the front door, I heard Penny call to me.

"Have fun tonight."

That was all the permission that I needed. I sped through the streets and made to the community college in what I deemed to be record time. I quickly found the building that Leslie was teaching in and I parked. I grabbed my bag and ran into the building. I found the classroom listing and made my way to room 221 where Leslie was teaching Law I.

I entered the room as quietly as possible. It was a pretty full class and Leslie was writing on the blackboard. Class had not officially started yet and I found a seat in the very back next to a skinny blonde girl with very short hair. She was actually very attractive. Her hair was straight and fell only just below her jaw line. She was in great shape and had very small breasts. She had on a simple white floral sundress and small white heels. What a cutie. I needed to focus.

"Hey, I'm Lindsay Beecham," she said as I sat down.

"Hey, Lindsay, nice to meet you," I replied.

"I'm a freshman, so I'm a little nervous," she admitted. "Are you taking this as a graduate course?"

Lindsay was going to make this night really fun. Leslie turned to face the class and I could see a bunch of the young men in class whisper to each other. They were right, she was fucking hot. She looked great, nothing like the teachers I remember from when I was actually in school. She had on her hunter green skirt suit, which highlighted her curves. She had on a black silk blouse and black sling back heels to go with it. She was as delicious as I had ever seen her. I really needed to focus.

"Hello class, I'm Miss Adams," Leslie introduced herself.

I was captivated as Leslie began her class outline and distributed her syllabus. I didn't think she had notice me yet.

"Hey," I heard Lindsay whisper next to me.

"What's up," I asked, turning to face her.

"Ms. Adams is hot, huh," she said.

"Do you really think so," I asked her.

"Hell yeah, she's a babe," Lindsay confirmed. "I would totally do her."

The light went on in my mind.

"Lindsay, are you dating anyone these days," I inquired.

"Yeah, I have a steady girlfriend," she admitted. "She goes to UCLA. She's a cheerleader."

"That's a nice school," I stated. "Lindsay, do you want to have some real fun tonight?"

"What did you have in mind," Lindsay questioned, a little taken back.

"I want to share something with you," I divulged. "I am telling you this because I think I can trust you and I want you to enjoy this class. I am not a student here. I am actually here to fuck Ms. Adams tonight."

"Does she know you," Lindsay asked.

"Yes, we work together," I informed her.

"Does she know you are here," she pressed.

"Nope, no clue," I chuckled. "But once she sees me she is going to flip."

"Have you had sex with her before," Lindsay pressed further.

"Yes I have," I confirmed.

"Oh," Lindsay responded, biting her bottom lip lustily. "Is she really good in bed?"

"Better than you can imagine," I disclosed.

Lindsay did not respond she just stared at me. Then she shot her hand into the air. I heard Leslie stop her lecture, which had become background noise.

"Yes, Ms. Beecham is it," Leslie recognized Lindsay's hand.

"Ms. Adams, will you be grading on a curve," Lindsay asked.

It was a bullshit question and I think even Leslie smelled right through it. I purposely kept my head turned towards Lindsay so Leslie couldn't tell it was me just yet.

"This is college Ms. Beecham, I don't see a need for a curve," Leslie stated. "Sir, could you please face forward."

I knew this last statement was directed at me. Lindsay giggled next to me. She could barely control herself. I turned and faced the front of the room, allowing Leslie to see it was me. Her response was priceless. She let out a short, low gasp that most of the students didn't notice. Most of them did notice, however, when her knee buckled as she turned to move back towards the blackboard.

I felt a complete rush. This kicked ass.

Leslie did a great job with her lecture and going over contract law. She was well spoken and related the subject matter back to actual events that the students could identify with. Normally, I would have enjoyed this class, but tonight I was here for one thing. I was here to get Leslie's attention.

The perfect opportunity came late in class when Leslie asked everyone to write down their 3 favorite movies on a piece of paper and pass it to her. She was doing this to get to know her students, but I had a better idea. I handed her my paper last, after all the other students were done. Lindsay was giggling again because she had seen what I had written on my paper.

"Thank you all for your attention and respect tonight," Leslie said to the class when she had collected all the papers. "Class dismissed, except for you."

Leslie was pointing directly at me. The other students were giving me the look that said, "Your Busted Pal," but little did they know. I did not move as the other students filed out of the classroom. Lindsay was the last one to leave the room besides me.

"Good luck," she whispered as she turned to leave.

"Ms. Beecham, why don't you stay to hear this," Leslie said, halting Lindsay in her tracks.

"Ms. Adams, these seems like a personal issue between you two," Lindsay countered.

"Well, you seemed to get a good laugh before," Leslie reminded her. "You might enjoy this as well. Sit."

Lindsay did not reply, she simply sat down next to me and waited for Leslie to speak again.

"Do you think this is funny," Leslie asked me in her best scolding mom tone of voice.

"No, Leslie, it's not funny," I admitted. "But it was well intended."

"How so," Leslie asked.

"Penny sent me to help you get over your nerves," I informed her. "I guess I took it a little too far."

"A little too far," Leslie repeated. "I asked my students to write down their three favorite movies. You wrote down: 'You're doing great.' 'Lindsay and I both think you are hot.' And 'I want to fuck you.' How am I supposed to teach seeing that on paper?"

"I'm sorry," I apologized. "But you are hot."

"Thanks," Leslie acknowledged. "Now, make good on your words and take me home and fuck me."

Lindsay giggled again.

"Ms. Beecham, thank you for the compliment," Leslie said to Lindsay. "Now, you may go."

Lindsay stood up and put her hand on my shoulder. She leaned down close to my neck.

"I am so jealous of you right now," she whispered before walking out of the classroom.

I stood and collected my bag. Leslie had her briefcase in hand and met me at the door.

"Are you gonna make it home," Leslie asked me as we walked towards the parking lot.

"I think I can," I laughed.

"Well, I can't," she said firmly. 

When we reached her car, Leslie pinned me to the door and groped my cock through my pants. She kissed me deeply on the mouth, which I very much enjoyed as my cock swelled under her touch. Leslie was a tremendous kisser. I loved kissing her; it was one of the things I looked forward to often. Leslie fumbled through her purse for her keys as we made out. When she opened her car, she pushed me into the backseat. 

I sat there as Leslie hiked up her skirt and slid off her panties. She dropped her underwear into the front seat of her car and then reached in to undo my belt. When she had my belt undone, I tore my pants down to my knees and exposed my rock hard member. Leslie climbed into the backseat and straddled me. She guided my cock into her soaking wet pussy. I sighed as I entered her.

Leslie was grinding her hips on my pole while she kissed me. I was in heaven as I thrusted my rod in and out of her gash. Leslie rode me in the backseat while I was kissing her neck and fondling her boobs. She was on fire as she rocked up and down on my shaft. She continued to drive her box onto my dick. I swelled inside her each time she accepted my length.

"Oh god," she whispered as I kissed her neck.

I pumped into her again.

"Oh shit," she moaned slightly.

I thrust firmly into her vagina once more.

"Fuckkkk," she said softly as she grinded her teeth.

It was the quietest orgasm Leslie had ever had with me though the look on her face told me she enjoyed it thoroughly. She continued to rock up and down on my cock. She increased her pace as she ran her hands through my hair. My member throbbed inside her forcefully.

"Please cum for me," she whispered softly into my ear as she crashed strongly onto my dick yet again.

I held out for only a moment longer and then popped. I launched streams of semen into Leslie's waiting pussy. I flooded her box with my goo until my cock was empty. Leslie was still on top of me, her breath hot on my neck as I sat there. She waited several moments before climbing off of me and stepped out of the car.

I pulled up my pants and gathered myself before stepping out of the car myself. I closed the door to the back seat and opened the driver's door for Leslie. She stepped into car again, this time behind the wheel.

"Thanks," she said looking up at me.

"You are one hell of a teacher," I told her. "See you at the office."

I closed the door so Leslie was secure and walked to my own vehicle. I put my bag in the car and was about to get behind the wheel myself when I sensed someone behind me. I turned to see Lindsay standing just behind me to the left.

"I waited to see if you were going to go home with her or not," she admitted. "That was one impressive performance."

"Hers or mine," I asked playfully.

"No offense, but hers," Lindsay confirmed.

"Good luck in class," I said to her before I climbed into my car and shut the door. I started the engine and pulled out of the lot quickly. I saw Lindsay still standing there in the rear view mirror as I made the turn off of the campus.

Thank god for higher education.



Adventures with Penny Ch. 16



Chapter 16 -- Return of the Queen

The next morning I made it to the office ahead of everyone, except Leslie. I stopped by her office on the way to my own. She was reviewing a document on her desk when I stepped into her doorway.

"That was one killer lesson plan you had last night," I joked.

"It's never dull around here," she laughed.

I didn't stay around for small talk; I simply turned and proceeded to my office. I was working on the finances of the firm as the morning progressed and the office filled up, both with our team and several clients in for meetings. I stayed quiet and laid low, knowing my role on days like these.

The afternoon saw the office clear out. Leslie was in court again, while Brooke was off showing several properties. Penny called it a day early but stopped by to see me before she headed out.

"Hey, Emma needs you to help her when Nikki leaves," Penny informed me.

"Sure, just have her yell when she needs me," I assured her.

"Great," Penny responded. "Be sure and give her your best effort. See you at home later, much later."

I had no idea where that remark about my 'best effort' was coming from or what it was intended to mean. I was confused but by the time I raised my head to look at Penny, she was already on her way out of the office. I let that comment stew in my mind for the rest of the afternoon. I was trying to determine what it might mean and in the process I was driving myself crazy. Finally the torture came to an end.

"I'm leaving for the day," Nikki said as she entered my office around 4pm. "Monica has a doctor's appointment and I am going to take her."

"How are you doing with everything," I asked her.

"I am adjusting," she revealed. "I understand what happened and how it happened. I am upset about pieces of it but I love Monica too much to let this stop me. So, we have agreed to work around it as best we can. I want this baby and so does she, but I worry about the impact it will have on us. It will make or break us. I know it. I am just going to work very hard to ensure it makes us and forget the other option."

"Nicholette, you are a wonderful woman," I complimented her. "It is a pleasure to be around you."

"You are too sweet," she said as she turned to leave. "Emma needs you now."

I nodded in response as she made her way out of my office and headed for the front door. I watched her go and then got up from my chair. I walked carefully towards Emma's office. We were the only two in the office now so I did not want to startle her if she was deep in thought.

I reached her doorway and stopped. I stared at her as she was reading two documents on her desk in front of her, apparently comparing them. I did not move or make a sound, but somehow she sensed that I was there.

"Come in and sit down," she instructed without looking up from her documents.

I did as I was told and entered. I made my way to the chair in front of her desk and sat down. Emma's office was much larger than my own. She had a small table with two chairs near the door, a flat screen television with a built in dvd player on the far wall, a couch on the near wall and two visitor chairs directly in front of her desk. This was the office of someone important. It had that ultra-executive feel to it.

"So, I need your help," she began.

"That's why I am here," I replied. "I am part of the team."

"So you are," she reiterated. "But this really isn't a big deal. I just need you to compare the six depositions from the Harbaugh case. They are on the table behind you. Just compare version 1 in the white binders to version 2 in the black binders. It shouldn't take all that long."

"That's interesting," I postured. "Penny made it sound like I would be here for a while."

"Stay as long as you like," Emma stated. "But that is all that I need your help with. Nikki got a lot done today."

"I am glad to pitch in however you need me," I said.

I began to get up out of my chair but then thought better of it and sat back down.

"Is there something else you need," Emma asked when she noticed that I did not get up.

"Well, since we are the only ones here right now, I was hoping we could talk," I revealed.

"If you want to talk about what I think you want to talk about, then the answer is no," Emma declared.

I again thought about pushing the issue, but decided not to. I stood from the chair and filled my arms with the binders on the table. I headed back to my office and got to work. It was a boring, mundane exercise but it was the contribution that I was asked to make, so I did it without complaint. I thought of Emma, hard at work at her desk and I wished I had asked her about Sienna and what she gave up to get Monica out of the game for the term of her pregnancy. I knew Sienna had leveraged it, she is the type of person that would, simply because she could. I really wished that I had asked.

I had a splitting headache by the time I was done comparing the 6 depositions. My eyes were blurry and I was tired. I could not believe that it took as long as it did, as I noticed that it was now well after 6pm. It was an exhausting task, but not incredibly difficult. I collected the binders and returned to Emma's office.

I deposited the binders back on the table that I had collected them from. I turned to leave Emma's office without a word but decided that was not good enough. I walked to the front of her desk and deposited myself into one of the guest chairs yet again. 

"Let's talk," I said.

"I will assume you are done with the depositions," Emma responded without looking up at me.

"That's a safe assumption," I confirmed. "Now, it looks like you could use a break from working for a minute and I have some things I want to discuss with you."

"Oh really," Emma postured as she finally looked up at me.

Her eyes were big with fake surprise as she removed her glasses and laid them on her desk.

"Let me guess what is on your mind," she mocked. "You want to know what I did to get Sienna to allow Monica to sit out during her pregnancy. Right?"

"That is right," I validated. "And you don't want to tell me."

"I'm not sure that it's any of your business," Emma scolded me without raising her tone of voice.

"I never said that it was my business," I admitted. "I just said I wanted to know."

"Curiosity killed the cat," Emma remarked. "Be careful you don't suffer the same fate."

"This is getting me nowhere," I growled as I stood up.

I moved to the door and was about to exit her office when she stopped me.

"Ok, let's talk about it," Emma conceded.

I turned around and returned to the chair. She sighed heavily before speaking.

"Nikki came to me," Emma began. "She told me that they were having a baby and that Monica was pregnant. She was upset and very concerned for Monica's safety in Sienna's game. She would not tell me what leverage Sienna has on Monica but she did say that she wanted us to protect the baby. I couldn't do anything but listen and help."

"So you called Sienna to discuss it," I presumed aloud.

"Not at that point," she corrected me. "First I called Penny to discuss our approach. It is, after all, her game now and I did not want to make her feel like I was superseding her. So we discussed it thoroughly and Penny came up with the plan that I should call Sienna on Nikki's behalf. Penny thought that if Sienna sensed tension in our game she might be more receptive to work with me in hopes that the rift between Penny and I would turn into an all-out war for power."

"That's actually quite a smart play," I said. "Especially after our meeting with Sienna. I am more than a little impressed. So you called Sienna and bargained?"

"Something like that," Emma agreed. "We agreed that the baby was part of both games and therefore we both had an interest in its health and safety."

"That makes sense," I accepted. "But I know she didn't give up Monica for nothing."

"No, she didn't," Emma substantiated. "At first she wanted a full time replacement player for the time Monica was to be 'inactive.' She mentioned Nikki by name and suggested if not Nikki then perhaps Mindy."

"There is no way you agreed to either of those," I surmised. "What did she ask for next, money?"

"No, money isn't important to her," Emma reminded me. "Since we had a common interest in the child, she conceded her point for a full time replacement."

"So we are looking at a part-time replacement," I stated.

"That is where she went next," Emma advised me. "But rather than have someone not know when they would have to participate with her or with us and make that person crazy, paranoid or both, I offered her alternative compensation."

"Alternative compensation," I repeated. "Why does that sound expensive?"

"On the contrary, we settled for a one time stand-in," Emma disclosed.

"A one time stand-in, as in one and done," I questioned.

"Yep," Emma answered simply.

"Who," I inquired.

"Are you sure you want to know everything," Emma attempted to verify. "Some details might be better left unsaid."

"There's no turning back now," I stated. "Who is it going to be?"

"At first she was still trying to get to me," Emma reported. "So, she asked for Vivian. When we were working together, I had made her aware of the fallout from my reaction to catching you with Vivian. I think she wanted to cut me by asking for her, I really don't think she actually wanted her."

"What makes you say that," I inquired.

"Well, when she asked for Vivian, she prefaced it by saying that Brad deserved a reward for all of his loyalty," she revealed. "I know she could care less about rewarding that boy and when I declined she had a second name waiting on the tip of her tongue."

"Me," I stated confidently.

"Exactly," Emma confirmed. "She wanted you for one night, overnight."

"I hope that's the deal you accepted," I divulged. "I can handle her for one night and if it will help Monica and Nikki, no sweat."

"Ah, I hate to disappoint you," she said half-heartedly. "I did not accept those terms."

"Why the hell not," I shouted. "It was a good solution and I certainly would have taken one for the team. What the hell terms did you accept?"

"My terms," Emma said calmly. "I made her a counter-offer that she could not refuse and called her bluff at the same time. As I did not want her to benefit, I was not about to give you to her for an entire night. So, I went back to her wanting to reward Brad and I offered her the chance to give that boy the ultimate reward, me."

"What," I exclaimed. "Are you serious?"

"Yes, I am," she expressed. "It was my turn to take one for the team. I brought her into our lives and I owed everyone for that mistake. She wouldn't dare refuse the deal I laid out for her."

"What was the deal," I asked, feeling sick and defeated all at the same time.

"She immediately reminded me that I was not an active player any longer," Emma disclosed. "I stroked her ego a little, telling her what a big score it would be by getting me back into her game when I was no longer playing the game I started. She could not resist having one up on you and Penny. She was damn near salivating over it."

"So you got what you wanted then," I concluded.

"Not exactly," she corrected me. "This is where things took a turn even I didn't see coming."

"A turn," I repeated. "How so?"

"Well I laid out my terms for her," Emma continued. "Brad could have me one time for one hour and then Monica was free until at least 9 weeks after the baby was born. She agreed to the timeline of Monica's freedom but said that an hour with Brad wouldn't cut it. In fact, she decided that I was too good to be wasted on Brad."

I did not like where this was headed at all. My stomach sank as I listened.

"She knew I would never do anything with Lisa, based on my relationship with Leslie," Emma went on. "She actually was smart enough not to even suggest it or ask. That was a good play on her part."

"So then," I pushed her. "You owe an hour, to be spent with Sienna."

"Owed," she corrected me again. "What's done is done."

I sat there, now completely speechless. It was already done. There was no chance to change Emma's mind since it had come and gone already. This information overwhelmed me. Emma did not speak. She let me soak in this data and adjust. I looked at her, still confused.

"I have to ask you one thing," I concluded.

"Go ahead," she urged.

"Why," I asked simply. "If you won't play this game anymore why play that one?"

She turned her head and pinched the bridge of her nose as she gathered her thoughts. She looked at me again and had extreme confidence in her eyes. I had seen that look before but not for a while. I was now waiting for her response with terrific anticipation.

"I had a lot of reasons for doing it," Emma clarified. "I already told you I regret bringing Sienna into this game. I also was struggling internally with doing what's right for my family and very much still wanting to play. I had to find out if the game still fit me and this was a win-win situation. Sienna got what she wanted, Monica was off the hook during her pregnancy and I got to find out if I could still play the game."

I thought about what she had just said. I took my time processing it before I responded. I was not sure what to do at that moment. I looked at Emma's beautiful face as she sat behind her desk and nostalgia washed over me. All the times we had when this game started. All the adventures she had taken me on. All the times I asked her if she was ever going to get back in the game. Was this that moment? I did not want to believe it. It was easier not to. I hated the thought of having to live up to our past.

I sat there motionless and without words. Emma finally stood from her chair and walked around her desk. She sat on the edge, directly in front of me. I lowered my head into my hands. Emma leaned over and put her lips near my ear.

"Aren't you going to ask me," she whispered.

I did not answer; I just shook my head in my hands.

"Then I guess I will just have to tell you," she went on. "I'm back in the game, stud. I know you missed me."

She pulled back and sat on the edge of her desk again. I lifted my head from my hands and looked up at her. I stood up and kissed her on the mouth passionately. I pulled her to me and held her tightly as our tongues wrestled hungrily. Emma undid my belt as I unbutton her shirt. We continued to kiss as cloths flew from our bodies. Finally she stood before in only her black lace bra and panties while I was naked, my rock hard cock throbbing for her touch like never before.

"Tonight is not a night for games," I said between liplocks.

"I agree, let's fuck," Emma concurred.

She pushed me back onto the couch and then removed her panties while I watched. I had missed her pussy and my dick was gushing precum by the gallon as I stared at her gorgeous body.

"I have to get home for dinner," Emma announced.

"I wouldn't worry," I admitted. "I don't think I will last long."

"I was counting on it," she confirmed.

Emma climbed on top of me on the couch and our mouths met again. She pulled her mouth from mine and then climbed off of me. She turned herself around and straddled me again, this time with her back to my chest. I could not wait.

Emma grabbed my shaft and directed it to her gash. I pressed into her easily as she was saturated with her own juices. She lowered herself onto my full length and I groaned loudly. Emma then began to ride my cock fiercely. She raised and lowered her box onto my pole over and over as my eyes rolled back in my head with delight. I did not move a muscle as she pounded her pussy onto my tool with great force. I was enjoying every second of this.

"I have missed this," she moaned. "I have missed fucking you so much."

I was right; I was not going to last long at all. My climax was nearing and I placed my hands on Emma's hips as she rode me. I pulled her down to me harder each time she moved up my cock. I exploded inside of her without warning. Emma continued to ride me as I rocketed jet after jet of batter into her box. I could not ever remember cumming that hard with her, but it had been a while. I continued to pull her down onto my member until I was milked dry.

Emma slowed her pace and finally came to a stop. I was so overwhelmed by the moment that I had no idea if she came or not. She climbed off of me and began to dress herself. I watched in sheer satisfaction. She was back and I was on top of the world. Nothing was going to beat this moment for quite a while. 

When she was completely dressed again, Emma walked over to her desk and grabbed her bag. She picked up her keys and made her way to where I was still sitting on the couch.

"Game on," she chuckled as she left her office.

I watched her go, still not ready to move. Finally I found energy to get dressed and lock up the office for the night. 

When I got home, Penny was in the kitchen, doing dishes. I walked up behind her and put my hands on her shoulders. I held her in place to keep her from turning around.

"You played this one perfectly," I acknowledged. "You really set up a foundation where we might be able to deliver that bitch a real blow later on. Nice job."

I let her go and headed to my room. I knew she would be crawling in bed with me later anyway. It was her night after all.



Adventures with Penny Ch. 17



Chapter 17 -- ER

The rest of the week seemed to fly by. When Friday arrived I was still smiling from Emma's triumphant return to the game. I was so happy it was almost unbearable. As I made my way into the office on Friday morning, everyone seemed to notice.

"Are we ever going to be able to pry that silly grin off your face," Nikki called to me as I passed her desk on the way to my office.

"Why would we want do that," Penny countered as she emerged from the coffee room, cup in hand. "I love seeing him smile, Nik."

I gave her a very cliché wink as I continued walking without a word. I placed my bag on the floor next to my chair and fired up my computer as I took a seat at my desk. I loved this game. I loved this office. This felt like where I was meant to be.

The morning passed quickly and as we passed lunchtime, the office seemed a bit chaotic as I observed from my chair. Finally, around 3:30pm I made my way out into the main area to see Nikki and find out what had everybody buzzing around.

"What's going on," I asked Nikki as I reached the back of her circular workstation.

"Emma is worried about Leslie," Nikki informed me. "She was due here for an 11am meeting that she missed without calling."

As Emma emerged from her office, I noticed that Brooke was not in the office either. I wondered if we knew where she was as well. The phone rang at Nikki's desk as Emma made her way towards me. As Nikki answered the phone, Emma and I listened as we were joined by Penny, who had a look of concern on her face. Nikki completed the call and then turned to the three of us as we hovered over her.

"That was Mindy," Nikki informed us. "Leslie is on her way to the emergency room."

"Is she alright," Emma asked quickly.

"Mindy's not sure," Nikki revealed. "She said that she arrived at the house to find an ambulance in front and Leslie being loaded into it. She said the EMTs would not tell her what was going on, only that Leslie had called 911 for help."

"Was Leslie conscious when Mindy saw her," I asked.

"I didn't ask," Nikki admitted.

We all stared at each other for several moments.

"Go to the hospital and take care of Mindy," Penny ordered me. "I will go get Brooke at the open house she is running and be there as soon as I can."

I did not wait to see what else was said, I simply turned and headed for the front door of the office. I sped through the streets wildly on my way to the hospital; all the while hoping Leslie was all right. The lack of information had me unreasonably worried.

I parked in the main lot at the hospital and rushed into the emergency room. Mindy was standing there, crying. I ran to her and held her tightly in my arms. She shook and shivered as she let it all out. I gave her ample time to calm before I questioned her.

"Did they give you any information," I asked.

"Only that she was with a doctor and they would update me when they had something to tell me," Mindy admitted.

Before I could ask my next question, a handsome, young man in a white coat approached us.

"Are you the family of Ms. Adams," the young man asked.

"Yes, I'm her niece," Mindy responded. "Is she alright?"

"Your aunt's appendix have burst," the doctor responded. "We are preparing her for emergency surgery."

Mindy lost it again, crying wildly. I held her tight and stared at the young man, amazed that someone at his age could be a doctor. Mindy clutched me as tightly as she could, more scared than anything.

"I can assure you that this is routine surgery," the doctor added.

Mindy pulled away from me to face him. She was now longer crying.

"Routine," she snapped at him. "You are like 19 and about to operate on my aunt. I would advise that you not use the word routine to try to calm me down."

"I can assure that I am not 19," the doctor replied. "I will update you when the surgery is finished."

Mindy made a move towards him, but I grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her away from the young doctor. I walked her into the waiting area as the doctor disappeared around a corner. We stood there silent for a long time.

I am not sure how long it was before I heard another sound. We stood there, almost frozen, waiting. That all changed when Penny and Brooke came through the doors of the emergency room. Mindy ran to Brooke and hugged her tightly. Penny pulled me aside to get whatever information I had.

"What's going on," Penny asked in a whisper.

"Leslie's appendix have burst," I disclosed. "They are operating on her now."

"That's it," she questioned. "That's all you know?"

"As of right now, yes," I confirmed.

Penny moved past me quickly and made her way to the nurse's station. I watched as she spoke with the young woman seat behind the desk. The discussion quickly changed to Penny being visibly animated, shaking her head from side to side and raising her voice slightly. When Penny finished speaking to the woman, she turned and walked through the doors towards the parking lot. I watched through the window as she pulled out her cell phone and began dialing.

As Penny was talking outside, I made my way over to where Brooke and Mindy where standing. Without any words, they both threw their arms around me and it became an interesting sort of group hug. When they let go, they both looked at me and though I had none, I wished very much at that moment that I had answers for them. We all sat down on the chairs in the waiting room and continued to wait.

Penny returned from outside and sat next to me, across from Brooke and Mindy. She looked at them with sadness on her face.

"The surgery is going to take about another hour," Penny announced. "Emma made some calls and got some information. Apparently, Leslie was in a great deal of pain this morning and was about to call Emma when she collapsed. She had the foresight to dial 911 instead. When they arrived the found her on the floor in the front hall, curled up in a ball in a tremendous amount of pain."

We all took in this information, though I found myself dissecting it all very slowly, one piece at a time. This was good; we had information and a time frame. So we waited, together. I can count the number of cups of coffee that I drank while we sat. We didn't talk much. Penny spent a good deal of time on her cell phone and Mindy took a short nap on my shoulder when she moved to the seat next to me. Brooke just stared at me, with something behind her eyes that I could not interpret. She was gorgeous. Even in this stressful circumstance, I could not help but notice how stunning she actually was. She had me, there was no doubt.

Finally the waiting game was over. The doctor reappeared and stood before us. We all waited together for him to speak, nerves and fear almost overwhelming us.

"Good news, the surgery went as good as expected," the young doctor informed us. "Ms. Adams is recovering and should be back to normal in a few days. She's awake and you can see her if you like. Room E9 at the end of the hall on the right."

Mindy did not wait for any other words to be spoken. She blew right past the doctor and was on her way down the hall in a hurry. I thanked the doctor and we all headed towards the end of the hall. When Brooke, Penny and I reached Leslie's room, Mindy was standing over her crying. I felt very moved by the bonds of family at that moment.

Leslie was awake but she seemed extremely fragile as she was lying there. I waited as Brooke hugged her lightly and Penny gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. I made no movement towards her; on the contrary, I back away and tried to stay unnoticed. Leslie was evidently doing very well indeed, as she noticed immediately.

"Are you not happy to see me," Leslie asked me in a cracked voice that indicated her body had been through something dramatic recently.

All eyes turned to me as I formulated my response.

"You have been through a lot today," I reminded her. "I didn't want to damage you any further by getting near you and doing something clumsy."

"I am not going to break like a glass vase," she laughed at me. "And even if I do, I am already in the place that they could repair me, silly."

I moved across the room to her bed. I leaned in and gave her a very long, very soft kiss on the cheek.

"The thought of anything happening to you was terrifying," I whispered my confession in her ear as I stood.

I stood up straight and stepped back again, noticing a single tear on Leslie's cheek as I did so. I was not the only one who noticed.

"Sure, make the sick lady cry, good job," Brooke teased me.

Everyone got nice laugh out that remark. It broke the tension that was hanging in the room. Leslie's spirit seemed to be lifted until the doctor made his way into the room.

"Ms. Adams, I hate to break up the party," the young doctor interrupted. "You really need your rest and I need a word alone with you."

"If you are gonna to lay some serious shit on my sister, I am not about to go anywhere," Brooke declared.

The young doctor did not seem like he was going to argue that point.

Penny and Mindy said goodbye and were making there way out of the room when Leslie threw a curveball at me.

"I would like you to stay as well," Leslie said to me before I could say goodbye as well.

I was stunned and had no idea what to say. All eyes, including the doctor's where now firmly upon me. I looked at Leslie lying in the hospital bed, oxygen tubes protruding from her nose. I could not do anything other than what she asked. I nodded and did not move. As Penny and Mindy made their way out of the room, Penny looked back at me and mouthed the words "comfort her."

"Ms. Adams, your surgery went splendidly," the young doctor announced when only the 4 of us remained in the room. "You seem to be in good spirits and you should be able to go home tomorrow if nothing changes overnight."

"That's so great," Brooke stated gleefully as she held Leslie hand tightly.

"That is outstanding news doc," I echoed. "But why couldn't you say that in front of all of us?"

"That wasn't the issue," the doctor informed me. "There is more. While we were removing the appendix, we found two small growths on the intestines."

"Growths, what kind of growths," Brooke questioned.

Leslie lay still, not saying a word. The doctor never took his eyes off of Leslie. I felt a lump form in my throat. We all waited for the doctor to continue speaking.

"While we were operating, we took samples of the two growths," the doctor informed all of us. "We have sent them out for a biopsy. It's probably nothing but it's better to find out now."

"If it was probably nothing, we would not be having this conversation," I corrected him.

I moved passed him and grabbed Leslie's other hand. I held it tightly and turned back towards to the doctor.

"What do WE do now," I pushed the doctor.

"I'm sorry, are you her husband," the doctor asked me in a rather condescending tone.

I was pissed off hearing his question. I wanted to punch him but I was not about to let go of Leslie's hand. She had asked me to stay for this and I was going to be there for her no matter what we had to deal with, together.

"I am whatever she needs me to be," I clarified for him sternly. "Now, tell us what's next."

I felt Leslie squeeze my hand very tightly as I set the doctor straight. 

"We should have the results in a week," the doctor disclosed.

"A week," Brooke exclaimed. "She will go out of her mind for a week waiting. Can't you do it any faster?"

"I'm sorry, that's the way it is," the doctor admitted. "You should get some rest."

He excused himself, leaving the three of us alone. Leslie squeezed my hand tight as I looked down at her. I cared for her greatly and wanted to do anything I could at this moment to ease her mind. I took my free hand and gently moved her hair back over her ear. I then gently stroked her cheek with my thumb.

"I am going to stay here tonight," Brooke stated.

I had forgotten she was there for a moment, until her voice cracked the silence.

"Alright, call me in the morning and I will come and take Leslie home," I instructed her.

"Will do," she agreed.

I bent over and kissed Leslie on the forehead. She let go of my hand as I stood up again and made my way out of the room. I found Penny and Mindy in the waiting area again.

"I'm going to go say goodnight to Leslie," Mindy said as she passed by me.

When Mindy was out of range, Penny pulled me aside.

"I want you to take Mindy home tonight and stay with her," Penny said. "Make sure she is alright."

I nodded swiftly in complete agreement.

"Physically, you get a free pass tonight," Penny went on. "If she needs or wants something, give it to her."

It was just that simple. Penny recognized the situation, evaluated it and charted a course to make it as pain-free as possible. She was becoming a master of running this game and taking great care of her players. It was one of the many reasons that I was head-over-heels crazy for her. I reached for her and pulled her to me. I hugged her tightly, losing track of time and location. 

Penny pulled away from and walked out of the ER. She did not speak another word. I stood there, still and breathless, wondering. I felt a great urge to follow her home at that moment, but that urge passed when Mindy reappeared. Her presence initially startled me, but after a short moment I realized that I was rather happy to see her.

"Ready to go," I asked her.

"I have my own car, thanks," Mindy reminded me.

"Yeah, let's leave it here tonight," I offered. "You can pick it up tomorrow when I come back to get Leslie."

"I think I will be alright," Mindy countered.

I walked over to her and grabbed her hand with my own. I stood extremely close to her and did not take my eyes off of hers.

"It's not open for discussion," I said to her softly.

Mindy did not speak, she simply nodded. I turned and led her out of the emergency room. I walked her to my car and opened the passenger door for her. When she was securely seated, I closed the door and made my way to the driver's side. As I pulled out of the hospital lot, Mindy still had not spoken, though she had not looked away from me either.

"Is there something you want to say," I pressed her.

She leaned across the seat and gently pressed her lips to my cheek.

"Thank you," she whispered in my ear as she withdrew back to her seat.

We drove the rest of the way in silence aside from Mindy's phone call to order a pizza. It was after 9pm and we both were hungry. We reached Leslie's house and proceeded inside. Mindy pulled out some paper plates and two beers. The pizza arrived only moments behind us. I paid the delivery guy and brought the pie into the dining. Mindy sat down as I put the box on the table.

We ate and drank mostly in silence, though she continued to smile at me. She really was becoming a woman, almost before my eyes. Her body was already there, but her eyes and her smile confirmed that her inner growth was catching up. After several minutes, Mindy broke the silence.

"Why," she asked simply.

"I'm sorry," I replied. "You have to be a tad more specific than that. Why what?"

"Why is this game so different from Sienna's game," she inquired.

"The players," I confirmed. "The physicality is only a portion of the game, where as Sienna sees it as the entire game."

"Ok, either you are a really good actor, or you care for each of the women in this game greatly," Mindy observed. "You have to care for some of them more than others. Who?"

"You are right, I do care for all of them," I agreed. "I care for each of them greatly, because of their choice to play and be part of something. I respect that. I don't care for any of them more than any of the others, but I do feel VERY differently about each of them."

"How are you so unaffected by these questions," Mindy asked. "I thought you would be reserved and tough. How can you be so open?"

"I have nothing to hide and I know the answers," I admitted. "By asking, you obviously want to know. I have no shame in telling you. So go ahead, ask me."

"You have different feelings for each of the women," Mindy repeated. "Tell me."

"Who do you want to know about," I pushed back.

"Let's start with Leslie," she stated.

"I am protective of Leslie," I said. "I don't want her to hurt herself and I won't let anyone else hurt her. She has a good heart but some bad opinions of herself. I would like to change that by proving to her that heart goes a long way."

"That is exceptionally sweet," Mindy said softly. "How about Emma?

"She's the queen bee," I laughed. "She started this. I have great respect and a lot of gratitude towards her. I think she is a better person than she gives herself credit for."

"Nikki."

"Nikki is a firecracker," I smiled. "She is the free spirit and I feel joy when I am around her."

"Brooke."

"I am in love with Brooke," I confessed.

Mindy sat there for a long moment, processing what I had just said. She did not press the Brooke issue.

"What about Vivian," she asked.

"Vivian is an enigma to me," I stated. "She says she loves me, which confuses me and makes me handle her gently. I am proud of how strong she is and how passionately she feels, but I worry about her too."

"Me."

"You are the potential of this game," I disclosed. "I predict that you will turn out to be better and smarter than most of the current players. You are an unread book, an adventure always waiting to happen."

"I guess that just leaves Penny," Mindy recounted.

"I am in love with Penny," I said firmly.

Mindy raised her eyebrow at this immediately.

"You said you were in love with Brooke," she challenged me.

"I am," I reaffirmed.

"How can you be in love with both of them," she asked.

"It's actually a wonderful feeling," I acknowledged. "I just choose to give them each all of me when I am with either of them."

"What happens when you are with them both," Mindy pursued. "Who wins?"

"That's not a choice that I want to make," I sidestepped. "There is no winner. If I have to choose, then I lose. There is no tug-of-war, no battle for my attention. I give them what I have to give when I am with them. I will continue to do that until something changes."

Mindy looked at me crookedly.

"You are one well-grounded man," she stated simply. "Aren't you worried that you will lose in the end?"

"No, I am not worried," I confessed. "I am counting on it."

Mindy did not respond to my last statement. She stood from the table and moved past me into the kitchen. I heard her footsteps on the stairs as she continued walking. I cleaned the table and put the remaining food in the fridge before lying down on the couch. I flipped the television on and kicked my shoes off. I heard the water running upstairs and it was not long before I was asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, I was a little confused. The television was still on and Mindy was sitting on the floor next to the couch watching. She looked up at me as I woke. She was wearing a thin tank top and shorts. 

"What time is it," I asked her in my haze.

"About 1:30," she confirmed.

"Why aren't you in bed," I asked.

"I really just wanted to be near you," she admitted shyly as she lowered her head to look away from me.

I sat up on the couch and looked over at her. She raised her eyes slowly to meet mine. I stood up and continued to look at her, warmly. Mindy stood as well, now only inches from me. I looked down at her and smiled. She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately. I held her at the waist and squeezed her body into mine as we kissed. I broke our liplock scooped her up into my arms.

Mindy pointed the remote at the television and turned it off. She then tossed the remote over her head and onto the couch. I carried her across the living room and up the stairs. I entered her bedroom and laid her on her bed. I kissed her softly as I put her down. I attempted to stand up but Mindy pulled me back down on top of her.




Adventures with Penny Ch. 17



We kissed again as Mindy peeled my cloths off of me. I pulled her tank top over her head and tossed it aside before removing her shorts. Her body was smooth and gorgeous. When I was completely naked, Mindy quickly positioned my extremely firm cock at her opening. I pushed inside of her easily as she was heavily lubricated. I sighed and she kissed me harder as I forced my entire length into her.

I moved my hips in rhythm with her as we rocked back and forth. I entered her again and again as she continued to kiss me deeply. She did not take her eyes off of mine as I penetrated her vagina over and over. I injected my shaft into her stiffly and pleasurably until she bit her lower lip and began to quiver

Her body rocked and spasmed underneath me until her climax subsided. I continued to deliver my dick in and out of her soaked hole until I reached my peak. I erupted powerfully inside of her walls. I filled her with blast after blast of my batter. When I was finished, I collapsed beside her.

Mindy said nothing; she simply curled her body against mine and lay still. I wrapped my arm around her and held her tight. This was not the usual tryst of the game; this was very different to me. Mindy seemed like a scared little girl and I appeared to be the antidote to her fear. She waited a long while before she spoke.

"Thank you," she whispered as we lay in the dark.

"For what," I asked.

"For just being here and being you," she replied. "Tonight, for the first time in a long time, I feel special."

"You are special," I agreed. "You are a special part of something very special. So thank you."

"For what," she inquired.

"For understanding," I answered.

No other words were spoken before we fell asleep. 



Adventures with Penny Ch. 18



 Chapter 18 – A Boring Evening

The next morning I was up early. I gingerly got out of bed, careful not to disturb Mindy. She was still fast asleep and looking like an angel. I was quite pleased with myself in that moment as I stared down at her. I had been completely honest with her, answered all her questions and was nothing short of everything she needed last night. Either I was really good at this game or I was a complete fraud. I hoped I was good at the game, I feared that I was indeed the fraud. Only time would prove which was actually the case.

I pondered that thought very heavily as I headed downstairs, my cloths in a pile in arms. I made a pot of coffee and sat at the dining room table. As I dressed, I sent Brooke a quick text message to see what time Leslie would be discharged from the hospital. The response took me by surprise. It seemed that Leslie was feeling great and was being sent home at 10am. I looked at the clock, 8:15. Time was no longer on my side.

I was trying to determine what time I should go wake Mindy when I heard her footsteps on the stairs. She was awake. She made her way into the kitchen and got a cup of coffee for herself before joining me in the dining room. She sat across from me, but did not say anything. She looked at me with what appeared to be a burning desperation to talk but not wanting to go first.

"Is there something on your mind," I asked her between sips of my coffee.

"Yes," she sighed heavily. "You don't think that I am in love with you, do you?"

I was very surprised by that statement. I wondered where it was coming from. How did that lost little girl I saw last night get so smug overnight?

"Why do you ask," I asked easily, not wanting to put her on the defensive but quite curious about where she was headed with this.

"Well, last night was tender and emotional," she admitted. "You were very honest with me and I didn't want you to get the wrong idea about me."

"What would the wrong idea about you be," I asked simply, in a very unassuming tone.

"That I am in love with you," she repeated. "I'm not. Last night was one of those rare occurrences where I let my guard down. I don't do it often and you got lucky to see it. I really prefer being misunderstood to understood."

"I see," I stated flatly. "You don't love me. Got it. Thank you for clearing that up before it got messy."

"Exactly," she added. "You'll see. The next time we are together I will be a complete slut. I prefer it to all the mushy tenderness. I would rather fuck like rabbits then that sappy slow shit."

Her last remarks sounded like false bravado. I don't think she wanted me to see her as a weak female, especially since she was the youngest woman in the game. She was putting on a show, but I knew that was not who she really was. She was young and insecure. She did not want me to think her inexperience or unwise because of her age, she wanted me to think those things because of her attitude, as if it were her chose to be so.

"I can't wait," I furthered.

"I bet you can't," she giggled. "I am going to get dressed."

She stood from the table and briskly walked past me into the kitchen. I heard her put her cup in the sink and run the water briefly. As she exited the kitchen she turned to look back at me. She then turned her head and looked straight out the window at the foot of the staircase.

"Thank you for everything you did last night," Mindy said clearly.

As the last word left her mouth she turned and headed up the stairs without so much as a glance towards me. I knew that would be the last we spoke of that. I put my cup in the sink and waited patiently for Mindy to return. She did shortly, dressed and ready to go. She had a blue backpack slung over her shoulder as she headed out the front door. I followed closely behind her, securing the door behind me.

As we drove the hospital, Mindy mentioned that she was heading directly back to school when she got to her car. She was going to see her aunt and then take off. I wondered if she was alright internally, but couldn't bring myself to press the subject upon, so we drove mostly in silence.

When we pulled into the parking lot at the hospital, I could see Brooke standing outside of the emergency room doors. I pulled the car directly up to where she was standing. I came to a stop and both Mindy and I burst from my vehicle. Mindy threw her arms around Brooke in a very big hug as I made my way around the hood of the car towards them.

"Where's Leslie," I asked.

"She's signing out," Brooke revealed. "The doctor will be bringing her out in a moment."

I nodded as Mindy finally released Brooke from her vice-like grip. We were all quiet for a moment until the silence was broken by the opening of the automatic doors of the emergency room. The young doctor was pushing Leslie towards us in a wheelchair. The doctor's expression gave nothing away but Leslie smiled when she saw us. When the doctor reached where we were standing, he stopped pushing. Mindy threw her arms around Leslie and hugged her tightly where she sat.

"How are you feeling," I asked her as Mindy relinquished her hold on her.

"I'm sore and tired and hungry," Leslie disclosed.

"The appetite is a good sign," the young doctor added.

I looked at him, quite confused. I didn't say anything to him; I didn't think it was my place at that point. I turned my focus back to Leslie.

"Ready to go home," I inquired.

"More than you know," she replied.

I opened the passenger door of my car and helped Leslie stand from the wheelchair. Rather than make things complicated, I scooped her up into my arms and carried her the few steps to the car. I placed her gingerly in the passenger seat and shut the door. Brooke hugged Mindy goodbye and then climbed into the backseat of my car. I had forgotten that she had arrived at the hospital with Penny the night before, so her car must still be at the office.

Mindy gave me a hug as well before making her way to the car to say goodbye to Leslie through the window. Our embrace was short and emotionless. I made my way around and into the driver's seat. Mindy headed for her car and I pulled away from the emergency room entrance, headed back to Leslie's house.

As we pulled up, I noticed that Penny was waiting for us on the front porch. I stopped the car in front of the house.

"Brooke, go open the front door," I instructed.

She opened the door of the car and made her way swiftly to the front porch, greeting Penny with a big hug as she arrived there. I was surprised by this display of affection between these women. It warmed me.

I got out of the car and made my way around to the passenger door. I opened it gently and scooped Leslie up into my arms once again. She had fallen asleep on the ride home. I carried her up the walkway and through the open front door.

Once inside, I deposited her softly onto the couch, managing not to wake her. I cover her with the blanket that was on the back of the couch and then made my way into the kitchen where Brooke and Penny were now talking. They stopped when they saw me enter the room. Brooke looked at me shyly and then moved to where I was standing. She arched her neck towards me and kissed me softly on the cheek. I melted where I stood. I closed my eyes for a moment to compose myself.

"I'm going to change and grab some things from upstairs for Leslie," she said as she exited the kitchen. 

As I heard her footsteps on the stairs, I looked at Penny. Penny was wearing a very wide smile and glaring at me. I looked at her curiously before breaking the silence.

"What is that look," I asked simply.

"You make me smile," she said. "I can't help it."

"Ok, so what is the plan," I questioned her.

"Well, I am going to stay here with Brooke and keep an eye on Leslie," she informed me. "You need to go by the office and check everything."

"Ok, will do," I agreed. "I will come back here after that."

"No," Penny barked. "Go home after that."

I nodded and turned to go. As I headed out of the kitchen her voice stopped me.

"I didn't mean to snap at you," she confessed gingerly.

"I know," I admitted before continuing to the front door.

I made my way back to my car and headed for the office. I arrived to a surprise; Emma's car was in the parking lot. I expected the lot to be empty on a Saturday, so seeing her vehicle slightly startled me.

I parked next to her car and headed inside. The office was completely quiet but the door to Emma's office door was wide open and the light was on. I made my way to the open door and looked inside. I was startled to see her husband Jack sitting on the couch watching television as Emma sat at her desk. Apparently my presence got Jack's attention as he leapt to his feet and addressed me.

"What the fuck are you doing here," Jack barked at me before turning towards Emma. "I thought you said the office would be empty today?"

"I had no idea he would be here, Jack," Emma replied without looking up from the papers that she was examining. "Now sit down and knock your macho bullshit off."

Emma still had not looked up but Jack was not about to take any orders at that moment.

"This is bullshit," Jack yelled. "I know there is something going on with you two. It's obvious."

"Really, Jack," Emma chuckled, still not having looked at either Jack or myself. "You really are stupider than I give you credit for."

"Oh really, miss hot shot lawyer," Jack responded. "Then why is he here?"

"Penny asked me to stop by here on my way home today to make sure everything was in order," I informed him. "We ran out of here in a hurry yesterday to check on Leslie and Penny wanted to make sure nothing got missed."

"You are such a liar," Jack screamed at me. "I am gonna fuck you up, man."

"Jack, shut the fuck up," Emma yelled as she sprang to her feet.

She stood, completely still, staring at the two of us. She was as firm as stone.

"Jack, sit down and shut your mouth," she commanded him firmly. "If you don't stop this shit, I will leave your stupid ass. How you would like that? Get a fucking grip. I am not here to see him; I am here to work before I go to see my good friend who had her appendix out yesterday. So don't be an ASS."

I turned to go to my office but Emma's voice stopped me.

"How is Leslie doing," Emma asked me softly.

I turned back to face her before answering.

"She was sleeping when I left," I admitted. "She says that she is sore and tired. I think she is scared. She will be happy to see you."

I turned and headed for my office. I heard Emma and Jack get into it again as I walked away. I sat at my desk and fired up my laptop. I checked my email and some websites before shutting it down again. I turned my chair and that's when I noticed that I had a voicemail on my office phone that I had not checked. I picked up the receiver and dialed into our voicemail system. The message was from Penny.

"Hey, it's me," she began. "I won't be home tonight. You will be home with Vivian. It's her night. She's earned a bonus, if you want to know for what, you will have to ask her. Like I said, Vivian has earned a bonus, so tonight you are all hers. From what I am told, she has a boring afternoon and evening at home planned for you. In the top drawer of your desk you will find a new corporate American Express card. Go to the mall and get her a present. Pick something nice. And get her flowers too. Be extra nice to her tonight."

I replayed the message again and just listened to the tone in Penny's voice as she spoke to the machine. She seemed very serious about what she was saying. What had Vivian done to earn a bonus? I was definitely going to ask her. I opened the top drawer of my desk and found the card Penny mentioned. This game was sometimes like clockwork and Penny was becoming the master.

I got up and exited my office. Emma and Jack were on their way out as well. Jack stared me down as I made my way towards them and the front door. We all exited the office without a word. I locked the door behind us and turned to head for my car.

"I'm sorry about before," Jack said to me plainly.

I looked at him for a long minute. I wanted to insult him or say something sharp and cutting, but I thought about the impact that might have on Emma. I took notice of how he seemed a broken man at that moment, reduced to apologize because he was told to do so. I tried to take the high road.

"Good enough," I said to him before turning towards my car.

I climbed in and took off out of the parking lot without looking back. I headed to the mall. I took my time strolling through the stores until I found something that seemed to fit the relationship Vivian and I had. I looked at cloths, shoes and jewelry trying to find the right thing. Nothing seemed to fit.

As I began my third lap around the place, I saw it. In the window of a small jewelry store it caught my eye. It was a gold and platinum tennis bracelet. I thought it was elegant and appropriate. I bought it without even thinking. I knew she would love it. I left the mall with a smile on my face; something that doesn't often happen as shopping is more of a nuisance for me.

I stopped by the flower shop on the way home, buying a dozen white roses. I thought that was a nice touch. I pulled into the driveway sometime around 5pm. The house seemed mostly dark but Vivian's car was in the driveway. I assumed this was part of her plan.

I headed for the front door and made my way inside. The lights were all off and as it was later in the day the natural light was fading. I made my way to the dining room where there was a vase on the table and a note. I put the flowers neatly into the vase and then sat at the table. I opened the note and read it to myself. Put on the blindfold and sit still.

I looked back at the table in front of me and noticed a black blindfold in the center. I placed the box with the bracelet I had purchased for Vivian on the table and picked up the blindfold. I placed it over my eyes and adjusted it behind my head. Then I sat quietly and waited.

I am not sure exactly how long I waited but it felt like forever. Finally I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. They continued across the living room floor and into the dining room. Then I heard the distinct cracking of heels against the wood floor in the dining room. I felt smooth hands touch my cheeks on either side of my face followed by warm breath on my neck.

"Thank for the flowers," Vivian whispered in my ear. "They are beautiful."

"You are very welcome," I replied. "I was told this was going to be a boring evening at home."

"There is going to be nothing boring about tonight," she quipped. "Is that a present for me on the table?"

I was guessing she saw the box from the jewelry store.

"Actually, yes it is," I informed her.

I heard what I thought was her collect the box from the table. I waited silently.

"It's beautiful," she gushed. "Thank you. What did I do to deserve this?"

"Well, that's exactly my question," I posed. "I was told you earned a very big bonus but was not told what you did to earn it. I was hoping you would tell me."

"I'm not sure if I should," Vivian replied. "It's pretty bad."

"If it is bad then why do you get a bonus," I inquired.

"It was good for the game and everyone involved," she educated me. "It was just that the way I went about it was, well, unethical."

"Let me be the judge of that," I encouraged.

"Ok, but remember, you asked," she prefaced. "I got Emma back in the game and I did her time with Sienna."

I was shocked at what I had just heard. She had said it so simply, so matter-of-factly that it had taken my breath away.

"Please elaborate," I insisted, as soon as I could talk.

"I had been encouraging Emma for months to get back in the game," she revealed. "I knew you wanted it and so did she. It was the right move for her. When I found out about the deal she made with Sienna, I just lost it. I told her that she was back in this game and not that one. I went to Sienna that night and spent the hour Emma owed her. Emma was relieved and excited because she wanted you bad."

"Just like that," I simplified.

"Yes," she replied flatly.

"Then you really do deserve this bonus and much more," I acknowledged. "Whatever you want tonight is yours."

I felt her hands on my shoulders again. I then felt her nibble on my left earlobe.

"I want you," she whispered. "I want you at your very best tonight. I want every last drop you have in you. I want you to treat me like the slut that I am. Remember the first time we fucked, how hot it was. I want that."

That was a lot to live up to but my dick responded immediately. Vivian had earned nothing short of my very best effort to please her in any way she wanted. I continued to be silent as I sat there but Vivian's behavior progressed rapidly. I felt her hand on my crotch and she began massaging my member through my pants. I was solid as a rock as she rubbed her hand back and forth against the fabric.

"Do you want me," she asked in a hushed tone.

"Very much," I replied.

"Good," she teased. "Now, show me."

"How," I asked.

"Get undressed," she instructed.

I stood from the chair carefully, as my blindfold was still in place. I unbuttoned my shirt and tossed it aside. I carefully stepped out of my shoes and then dropped my pants and boxers in one move. I kicked everything to the side and stood as still as possible. I felt Vivian's hand on my right shoulder, indicating that she was behind me.

"You have quite a raging hard-on," she observed.

I heard her step around me and then felt her hand grab my cock. It felt like she had something else in her hand as well, though I could not tell what. Vivian pumped my prick with her hand several times before stopping. I heard her take another step and then there was a small, muffled thud. I was not sure where she was now, but I was extremely turned on.

"Sit," she ordered.

I felt the chair behind me and once again took my seat.

"Do you think you are ready," she asked.

"Absolutely," I responded.

"Then take off that blindfold," she directed.

I did as I was told and tossed the blindfold on top of the pile of my cloths on the floor. What a sight that awaited me. Vivian was seated on the edge of the dining room table, directly in front of me. She was wearing pink lace gloves with no fingers and matching pink thigh high stockings. On her feet she had black, 6-inch stiletto heels with a one inch platform and open-toe. Other than those items, she was nude. She had her hands on her thighs and her legs spread apart. Her freshly shaved pussy was staring at me. I had no words at that moment.

Vivian stuck her legs straight out and placed her heels on my shoulders. I slid the chair closer to the table as she laid back. I began licking her clit furiously. I nibbled it and flicked it with my tongue while I opened her pussy lips with my fingers. I ran my tongue feverishly over her lips and inserted it inside of her several times. She was soaked and tasted better than any brandy on the planet. I was in ecstasy.

I tongue fucked her until she couldn't take it any longer. I injected my tongue inside of her repeatedly until she began to squirm on the table. I returned my attention to her clit which I nibbled, licked, sucked and pressed to her pelvis with my tongue. While I worked her love-button I also inserted my right index finger inside of her. I worked it in and out of her slit while my tongue bathed and battered her clit.

As Vivian's first climax approached I increased my attention to her pussy by inserting my middle finger as well as my index finger. I jammed both digits in and out of her hole until they were covered in her juices. I spread her lips wide and flicked her clit with my tongue rapidly. Vivian grabbed the sides of the table and spasmed several times as her first orgasm overtook her. It was short but furious.




Adventures with Penny Ch. 18



When she was complete, she sat up and ran her hands through my hair. She pulled me away from her vagina and kissed me sloppily, tasting her fluids which were all over my mouth. She then pushed me back in the chair and stared at me lustily. I noticed that the precum which was ever-flowing from the tip of my pecker had left a small puddle on the wood flood beneath me. Vivian seemed to notice it too.

"I have plans for your cum so you had better stop wasting it," she informed me.

I stood from the chair and moved towards the table. Vivian lay back once again and spread her legs wide, inviting me in. I pressed the head of my swollen member to her opening and thrust inside of her. Her soaked slot accepted my rod with no friction at all. Vivian once again put her heels on my shoulders and I grabbed her thighs, pulling her to me.

I rocked in and out of her twat, feeling pure delight. I felt like I would explode right then but that would happen soon enough. I easily entered and exited her gash pulling her to me harder each time. Soon I was fucking her frantically, spearing her slot with my tool over and over. My balls slapped thunderously into her ass each time I rammed my rock hard cock inside of her. My pace was so intense that my peak arrived quickly.

Vivian used the strength in her legs and the leverage of having her heels on my shoulders to force me backwards, causing my dick to fall out of her. She extended her legs and presented her extremely hot shoes to me.

"Cover them with your cum," she gasped.

I could do nothing but what I was told. I tugged my prick slightly and it began to spew semen like a lawn sprinkler. I shot spurt after spurt of goo onto her sexy shoes, each stream thicker that the last. When I was done I collapsed into the chair. I sat there, staring at Vivian's cum covered shoes and basking in the afterglow of the tremendous orgasm I had just had.

"Oh no, you are not getting off that easy," Vivian remarked as she sat up.

She stood from the table and walked the two or three steps to where I was sitting, her feet still covered in my cream. Vivian turned her back to me and then lifted one leg over my lap to reverse straddled me in the chair I was sitting in. She lowered herself onto my lap, allowing my half soft shaft to rest against her still flooded box. I gently nibbled her left earlobe and then kissed her neck. I ran my hand around her body and gently caressed her breasts, paying particular attention to her rock hard nipples.

"Stop playing games," Vivian snapped. "I want more of what you just gave me."

She reached down and began stroking my cock without another word. My prick quickly responded to her touch, getting hard with each pump of her hand until Vivian decided it was stiff enough to ride. She stood and positioned her hole above my waiting rod. I put my hands on her hips and guided her down until our flesh finally touched. Vivian used her fingers to spread her lips and I thrust up with my hips to enter her again.

Ecstasy returned when I penetrated her again. She sunk all the way down, engulfing my full length. I took a deep breath as Vivian began to rock up and down on my pole. I was in heaven being ridden by this gorgeous creature. She bounced up and down on my shaft increasing her pace ever so slightly with each repetition. I groaned as she continued to pleasure me.

Vivian started to moan and ride me harder and faster. She was launching herself up and down on my cement shaft, bringing me the greatest satisfaction. The harder and faster she fucked me, the more I wanted to fuck her again and again. Her moans turned to screams as she reached her second climax.

"Make me cum," she yelled as she impaled herself again. "C'mon, DO IT!"

She crashed onto my lap with brut force as the waves of her orgasm washed over her. She rode me violently throughout her orgasm and brought about my second explosion. As she was screaming and bucking with orgasmic delight, I erupted inside her snatch. I shot goo by the gallon, filling her sweet spot beyond its capacity. My fluids and her created a sweet mix that flowed out of her pussy and down onto my balls. I loved it, she was completely enraptured and I was enjoying every second of it.

Vivian finally came to a stop on top of me. She leaned her head back onto my shoulder and was breathing exceptionally hard. Her ear was next to my cheek so I took that moment to express my gratitude.

"That was amazing," I declared.

"You are not done yet," she responded as she lifted her body off of mine. "I still have one more thing that I want and I am gonna get it."

"What else to do you want, Viv," I asked plainly.

"I want your cum on my face, like the first time we fucked," she established.

I didn't know how much I had left in me at that moment, but I was not about to tell her no. She smiled at me as she straddled me again, this time facing me. She guided my still firm dick into her box yet again. She took my full length inside her again. We sat still, our bodies pressed firmly together. Vivian then began rocking her hips back and forth, working my pole while it was inside her. She labored for a short while before standing up and backing off of me.

"I need it a lot harder than that," she exclaimed.

Vivian turned around and bent over the table, laying her chest flat against it and presenting her backside to me. I quickly stood from the chair and positioned myself behind her. With her platform heels on she was the perfect height and I slid my stick into her gash easily from behind. She winced lightly when I buried my cock completely in her twat. I felt a rush of pleasure that caused my eyes to roll back into my head momentarily.

When I recovered, I wanted to cum hard and fast. I grabbed Vivian's hips and began thrusting viciously in and out of her drenched pussy. I slammed into her over and over again at full force. My balls smashed into her clit every time I brutally injected my penis into her wetness. I felt my nuts tighten quickly and I groaned.

"Here I cum," I grunted.

Vivian pushed me backwards and out of her slit. She sprung from the table and dropped to her knees in front of me. I yanked my meat quickly and my load sprang forth. I shot 3 short, thick wads onto Vivian's beautiful face before crashing back into the chair. Neither of us moved for what felt like an eternity. I just sat there, breathing heavily and completely spent.

Finally, Vivian stood up and walked over to me. She kissed me gently on the cheek, her face still covered in my cum.

"I'm going to take a shower," she announced.

I heard her disappear up the stairs and the water started to run. After several moments I stood up and collected my cloths. I made my way to my room and changed into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. I sat on my bed and then laid back, telling myself it would only be for a moment. It wasn't.

I woke at some point during the middle of the night. Vivian was curled up beside me. She sensed that I was awake.

"Hey," she whispered in the dark.

"Hey," I returned. "Tonight was intense. Thank you."

"I love you silly, you don't have to thank me," she giggled. "My body is yours for the taking anytime you want."

I didn't know what to say. I did not feel for her the way she felt for me. I loved her body and our heat that was for sure. I did not want to hurt her feelings either. This was getting complicated.

"You are too good to me, Miss Vivian," I said, knowing it wasn't what she wanted me to say in response.

"I think you are worth being good to," she said. "Don't say anything else. Let's just leave it at that tonight."

I fell back to sleep shortly thereafter.



Adventures with Penny Ch. 19



Chapter 19 -- Virus

Sunday was a day of rest, literally. I did not move much at all. I went from my bed to the couch, then to the shower, back to the couch and back to bed. I felt sluggish and worn out. This did not feel like the normal wear and tear of the week though I hoped it would pass by Monday morning.

My hope turned out to be unfulfilled as I awoke on Monday. I felt awful, but I pressed through my morning ritual and got ready for work. Penny noticed me in the kitchen.

"You look like hell," she acknowledged.

"Thanks, you're pretty hot too," I replied quickly.

She said I looked pale and clammy, but I told her I was going to work regardless. Penny was not one to create unnecessary conflict, but she did insist that she drive me to the office. We rode along, my head in my hands for most of the trip. When we got to the office I proceeded straight to my office and shut the door. I did not want to be bothered today.

The first hour of my work day was excruciating. I had my head down on my desk for most of it because it was too painful to sit upright. I managed to look somewhat functional as often as I could, but mostly, I was useless. Nikki knocked lightly on my door and made her way into my office.

"Hey, you look awful," she said in soft tone.

"Well, that's an upgrade, I guess," I joked, wincing from the pain in my head as I laughed. "What's up?"

"Emma wants everyone in the conference room for a meeting, now," Nikki revealed.

I scraped my sore and achy body out of my chair. I grabbed a pad and pen then headed into the conference room. I was the last one to arrive. Everyone else was seated except Nikki who entered directly in front of me. I sat down next to Leslie at the end of the large table. All eyes were on me though I did not care. I just wanted to be left alone. I said nothing as I waited for Emma to begin her meeting.

"You look like shit," Emma declared. "I will make this quick, so as not to torture you."

"I appreciate that," I admitted.

Brooke's eyes were wide as she stared across the table at me.

"Three weeks from today you are all going to Las Vegas," Emma announced.

There were a bunch of hoots and whistles and some questions.

"There is a law review conference there that Leslie is attending and so are each of you," Emma pointed around the room at me, Brooke, Penny and Nikki.

"It should be a wonderful event," Emma continued. "There is a reception Monday night and the conference is over on Friday, so you will be flying home on Friday afternoon. Nikki will be making the arrangements today and I will be staying behind to run the office. Vivian has agreed to come in and help me for the week. I think this will be a good team building experience."

"Awesome," Penny remarked.

"Absolutely," Brooke agreed.

"Boring and stuffy is more like it," Leslie contradicted them.

"How can you say that," Nikki asked.

"You'll see," Leslie answered. "These conferences are far from fun."

"This will be different," Penny exclaimed. "You'll see."

At that point I just felt terrible, though I was very excited to go to Vegas. My only thought at that point was that I needed to get through the rest of today. I stood from the table and left the conference room without a word. I returned to my office and shut the door. I sat with the back of my chair facing the window into the main portion of the office so I could not be seen. I put my head in my hands and tried very hard not to move.

That plan was shot to hell when I heard my office door open. I turned around to see Brooke entering my office with a purpose. She walked around my desk and grabbed my hand. She pulled me to my feet and I stumbled slightly. Brooke steadied me against my desk and put her hand on my forehead.

"Ok, we're leaving," Brooke announced.

"What," I questioned meekly.

"I asked Penny if I could take care of you and she agreed," she revealed. "So let's go."

Brooke grabbed me by the hand and escorted me out into the main portion of the office. My ego was saved when I noticed that there was no one else around at that moment. Brooke led me out of the office and to her car. I collapsed into the passenger seat and shut the door.

The next thing I remember, the car door was opening and Brooke was standing over me. She helped me out of car and that's when I noticed that we were at her place, in the garage. I did not remember much of the ride from the office, but we were here now. My head was pounding as Brooke helped me inside the house. I staggered to the long couch in her living room and sat down. I leaned my head back against the cushions, hoping to relieve the pain. I have no idea what happened next.

When I opened my eyes the living room was dark aside from a small, dull lamp on the far end table. It took a while to focus my eyesight. I was now lying down and under a blanket. I looked at the armchair to my left and saw my cloths hanging over the side of it. It then occurred to me that I was only wearing a t-shirt and boxers. How did that happen?

I noticed that there was a bottle of water on the coffee table. I reached for it quickly, feeling thirst overtake me. I don't know if I ever reached it.

The next time I opened my eyes, it appeared to be daytime as the room was flooded with natural light. I felt cold but was sweating. I noticed there was a half-eaten bowl of soup and glass of orange juice on the coffee-table. I glanced to the loveseat on my left and saw Brooke sleeping there. I reached for the orange juice and drank the entire glass. My head began to spin and throb again. I laid it back on the pillow that was under me. I went black again.

I felt something on my face that made me open up my eyes. I was startled that Penny's face was directly above my own. She was looking down at me with the back of her hand planted firmly against my cheek. I had no idea what to say to her. She lowered her head next to my own.

"Try and get a little more rest," she whispered into my ear.

That was not going to be too difficult, as the pain in my head was less but still present. My last coherent memory of that moment still had her hand on my cheek.

Finally I opened my eyes and much to my delight, my headache was gone. I sat up slowly and looked around. It appeared to still be the evening and the small lamp was still on. I wondered if anyone else was here. I grabbed the bottle of water off the coffee table and drank from it slowly. I noticed that it was much easier to focus on the items in the room at that point. I felt hungry as well.

I was startled by the sound of footsteps on the stairs. I waited as whomever it was made their way down the steps towards me. After a moment, Brooke came into the living room. She seemed happy that I was awake.

"Oh great," she exclaimed. "You're up. How are you feeling?"

"Actually, worlds better," I admitted. "I feel, oddly, rested."

"You should," she agreed. "We were starting to get really nervous. If you weren't coherent by tomorrow morning, we were taking you to the hospital."

"I am certainly glad we avoided that," I acknowledged. "Sorry I made you nervous. I guess it was just a 24 hour bug of some sort. It really did a number on me."

Brooke turned her head and stared at me. She moved to the loveseat to my left and sat down. Her eyes never left mine.

"You remember when we got here, right," she asked softly.

"Yeah, sure," I confirmed. "It was yesterday around noon. I felt terrible at work and Penny told you to take me home."

"And you think today is what day," she pressed me gingerly.

"Tuesday," I half stated and half asked.

"Oh, yeah, whatever it was really did a number on you," she said. "It's Thursday night."

I took in her words and then exhaled mightily. How the fuck did I lose two days?

"Seriously," I countered. "You aren't playing with me, right?"

"I wouldn't joke when you had me this nervous," Brooke rationalized. "Do you remember anything?"

"Not a lot at all," I said. "Penny was here at some point."

"That was this morning," she informed me. "You had her terrified. She is one of the strongest women I have ever met and she was genuinely scared today."

"So I just slept this thing off, like a bad night of drinking," I concluded.

"Somewhat," Brooke said. "I had some old antibiotics that I kept crushing and putting in your water and juice. You drank a lot of fluids for someone who was so out of it."

"You are amazing," I said to her. "You took care of me, even nursed me back to health. How do I thank you for that?"

"You thank me every time you look at me," she replied as a single tear streamed down her cheek. "I know you love me and it means everything to me in those moments."

"My god," I exclaimed. "Even now, sick, tired and damn near broken, you are still moved to tears by my words. I really don't deserve you."

"Don't ever say that again," she snapped. "That small piece of you that belongs to me is deserving. Plus, I had help. Someone else loves as much as I do. I see it now and it's beautiful. It's also complicated, but you make it seem so simple. Maybe we don't deserve you."

"How do I respond to that," I wondered aloud. "I never meant to hurt you."

"You haven't hurt me," she responded clearly. "On the contrary, you continue to amaze me with who you are. Stay true and you will never hurt me."

"Oh, Brooke," I stuttered, not sure what to say next. "I should head home."

"No, wait until morning," Brooke argued. "It's late and I am sure that you are not 100% yet. Let's make sure you are past this thing completely."

"I am not sure I will be able to get anymore sleep," I laughed. "I have been out for the better part of three days."

"I think I can help," Brooke declared. "Lay down."

I did as she said and laid down on the couch. Brooke made her way over to me and got on her knees next to the couch. She leaned in and kissed me softly on the cheek while she reached her right hand under the blanket that was on top of me. She lightly nibbled on my earlobe as her hand found the waistband of my boxers.

"Now, I need you to close your eyes and relax," she whispered into my ear. "This is for your own good."

I closed my eyes as her hand found my limp dick. She rubbed it and wrapped her hand around it as I laid there. It responded immediately to her soft touch, showing definite signs of life within her grip.

"Just relax and breathe in and out," she methodically stated. "Think about getting some rest so you can get back to 100%."

She continued to pump my pecker as she talked. It had grown firm in her hand and was now nearing cement status. Brooke pumped it slowly, deliberately as she continued to talk to me.

"We took good care of you, like you always take good care of us," she said softly. "You were in good hands, like you are now."

She pumped harder but still at her measured pace. I groaned as pleasure began to overtake me. I winced as she rocked her hand up and down my cock.

"That's it, enjoy this," she pleaded. "Let go. Let go."

Her voice overwhelmed me and I erupted. My orgasm consumed me as she continued to stroke my shaft. I felt streams of cum flow violently from my rod and land on my pelvic region under my boxers. I completed my explosion and Brooke removed her hand from my shorts.

"Get some rest," she encouraged.

The next thing I knew, the sun was up again. I felt like a million bucks but looked like about five. I wasn't sure what time it was but I collected my cloths and put them on. I finished dressing and found that it was about 11am. Brooke was not home so I tried to clean up as best I could before calling a cab and heading home.

I paid the driver when he dropped me off and headed inside. It was good to be home and I needed a shower in the worst way.



Adventures with Penny Ch. 20



Chapter 20 – What Happens in Vegas

That weekend and the next two weeks were spent running at a much slower pace. Penny wanted me to fully recover so activity within the game was suspended and I went about life with a single objective, get 100% healthy for the Vegas conference. The ladies continually checked on me, ensuring that I did not exhaust myself in any way causing a relapse. They pampered me, taking turns bringing me water, juice, vitamins and food. The overseeing eyes of these loving women made me feel rather special for a short time. As nice as it was, it soon got to be too much.

By the time that Monday morning arrived, I had a serious case of cabin fever and was dying to get back to what things were before I had gotten sick. It was as if the past two weeks were meant to keep me in a bubble. I was on the outside looking in of all the conversations, meetings and future plans. This was not going to be acceptable any longer.

I woke, with my bags having been packed the night before, and headed to the office as usual after my morning routine. When I arrived, everyone else was already there. We were all dressed in our best professional attire, as we wanted to present Adams and Cartwright as best as possible. I had on my blue pinstripe suit and looked like any normal dude in a suit would. What would set me apart would be the four knockouts I would be surrounded by and they did not disappoint when I laid eyes on them at the office.

Nikki was the first to greet me, wearing a white blazer with pink buttons, a white shirt, white stockings and white pumps. She was a vision, like a tight-framed cloud with blonde hair. Brooke had on a red, collared minidress with large buttons. It was too short to be appropriate, falling high on her thigh above her gorgeous legs and black pumps. Leslie had on a teal silk blouse under her grey jacket. She had on the matching grey skirt, tan stockings and black pumps. She was the vision of acceptable sexiness in a professional setting and I really wanted to jump her bones right then and there. Penny, however, took the cake. She had on a leopard print jacket and skirt over a black silk blouse. She had on matching leopard pumps. I winced slightly when I saw her. Animal print made her look like the vixen she pretend she truly was.

These women were stunning and I was the luckiest man alive to be their travel escort. I noticed all the bags were lined up by the front door, though I had left mine in my car. I approached Nikki's desk, where they were all standing and tried to figure out what our day entailed, since I was short on information.

"Good day ladies," I addressed them casually. "What time is our flight?"

"If it isn't our chaperone," Penny laughed.

"I guess no one told you," Nikki began, "Bill sent the Silo Gaming jet for us. The plane leaves whenever we get there."

I was very taken back by this news. I had never flown on a private jet before. That was a very cool prospect. With this piece of information, though, came more questions.

"So, how are we getting to the airport," I asked generally.

"You are so cute when you are simple," Penny giggled.

Penny then pointed over my shoulder. I turned around to see a long black limousine pulling into the parking lot of our office. Penny was correct, I was simple. If we were flying on a private jet, why wouldn't we take a limo to the airport? Of course. How could I not put those together? There were moments, like this one, when I felt like I was too low rent for these women and this game. I gathered my thoughts as a tall, Hispanic gentleman entered our office.

"I am here for the airport pickup," the man stated clearly as he walked towards us.

"Great," Nikki replied as she moved past me to greet him. "It will be the five of us."

"No problem," the young man stated as he extended his hand to shake Nikki's. "My name is Javier. If any of you need anything, just let me know."

Javier then turned around and headed back towards the door. He grabbed the first two bags he saw and carried them with him on his way out. It was at this moment that it dawned on me that I should get my own bags from my car and ensure that they made the trip with us. As I made my first steps towards the door, I heard more giggling behind me. I felt beneath these women today. I did not enjoy feeling like that but I knew it was not their intention to make me feel this way; it was the result of my own insecurity.

I grabbed my bags from my car and loaded them into the trunk of the limo with the ladies luggage. Javier was very pleasant and extremely helpful as he loaded the luggage into the trunk and helped the ladies into the car. When everyone was ready, Javier made his was to the driver seat and I was about to get in the car when Emma appeared at the front door of the office.

"Hey," she called to me just before I stepped into the car. "Have fun."

I looked back at her and nodded, not sure of what the appropriate response was at that moment and very much wishing that she were going with us.

I lowered myself into the car and shut the door. We pulled away and our trip had begun. The ladies wasted no time in pouring champagne for themselves. I joined them as Penny made a toast.

"To Vegas," she said, as she held out her glass.

"To Vegas," everyone else echoed as the glassed clanked together.

The ride to the airport was full of good cheer and excitement. The ladies kept me thoroughly entertained with there antics. When we reached the airport, we headed down a long, narrow rode that led around to the back of the hangars. This was a very cool experience. We pulled up to a large, grey hangar which was already open. The car came to a stop at the opening. Javier opened the car door and I was the first one to exit the car.

I was spellbound by the large, white jet in front of me. The word "SILO" in large, grey letters and underlined by red was printed on the tail of the plane. I was like a kid, staring at the plane as if it were exactly what I had asked for on Christmas. I felt someone poke me in the leg, snapping me back to reality. I looked down and noticed that where I was standing was preventing the ladies from getting out of the car.

I quickly stepped to the side and helped them out one at a time. Each of them seemed unimpressed by the situation. We stood near the car and just sort of lingered until a gentleman dressed like a pilot poked his head out of the open door of the plane.

"Hello y'all," the man said in a thick southern accent. "I am co-pilot Rick Evans and your captain today is Earl Marquette. The plane is ready so climb aboard and we will get this show on the road to Las Vegas."

He waved his hand and gestured for us to climb the stairs. The ladies did not waste a moment headed for the door. I turned towards Javier who was pulling bags from the trunk. As I approached, he raised his head to face me.

"Sir, I overhead the women talking earlier," Javier said to me. "I think you might need these."

He reached his hand out and offered me a deck of cards. I looked at him with great respect that he had taken the initiative to listen to what was going on around him. I had a sense the Javier took great pride in his work and that was to be commended. I accepted the cards and put them in the inside pocket of my jacket.

"Thank you for everything, Javier," I said as I extended my hand towards him.

We shook like gentlemen, which included a very subtle exchange of a $50. He had earned it. Before I could turn around, I felt a tug on my left arm. I turned to see Leslie standing there waiting for me. I had not noticed that she didn't board the plane with the other ladies. I looked down at her and her face seemed solemn. I wondered what could be wrong at this moment when everyone else seemed so excited.

"Are you ok," I asked gingerly.

"Please sit next to me on the flights," she requested. "I don't fly well."

"Absolutely," I agreed without hesitation.

I figured once I agreed that she would move towards the aircraft, but she remained solid in her stance in front of me. I raised my eyebrows and stared at her. Leslie slowly moved her arms around my neck and looked up at me tenderly.

"I know everyone has been babying you since you got sick and it has been driving you crazy," she said.

"Yeah, the last two weeks have been somewhat frustrating," I admitted.

"I'm sorry," she offered. "I should have talked to you."

"Don't even worry yourself about it," I relieved her. "Let's just go have a great trip."

"Before we do, I want to tell you something," she insisted.

Leslie arched herself upwards and kissed me full on the mouth.

"I got the test results from the hospital and the growths that they found during my surgery were benign," she revealed. "I am fine and I plan on being around you and this game for a long time. What you did and said at the hospital, when you saved me last year, hell, what you do and say every time I am around you means the world to me. Everyday since you came into my life has been better and I am better for it. Thank you."

She released me and turned around. I watched her walk to the stairs and climb them. Her body was gorgeous and I was speechless. I was happy and grateful that she was not sick and I was moved by what she said about me. I was confused how a woman like that could be scared to fly. A voice broke my daydream.

"Hey, are you coming," Brooke called from the door of the plane.

"Sir, you shouldn't keep four women that hot waiting," Javier offered.

"You are absolutely right, Javier," I concurred. 

I marched to the steps and climbed up into the plane. I saw that cabin was set up very lounge-like with seats facing each other and small tables. This was much more high class than I was used to. I took my seat next to Leslie, who was next to the far window. Penny and Brooke sat together across from us and facing Nikki while the seats in front of us were empty.

Captain Earl told us to strap in as our flight began. Leslie grabbed my hand and held it firmly as we taxied from the hangar to the runway. The takeoff was smooth and easy, much different that those I had experienced on larger, commercial planes. When we reached cruising altitude, Captain Earl suggested that we relax for our relatively short trip to Vegas.

Well all unbuckled our seat belts and turned towards each other. Penny found the champagne next to her seat and poured everyone another glass. I declined, but the ladies enjoyed themselves. I hate champagne and wanted a Corona in the worst way. We could not get to Vegas fast enough.

"Ok, we should talk about our trip," Penny declared.

"What about it," Nikki asked.

"Well, we are getting back to playing the game this week," Penny announced. "We should clear up the rules for Las Vegas."

"Good idea," Brooke agreed.

"So, there are four women and four nights," Penny recapped.

"Who knew she could do math," Leslie teased her.

We all got a good laugh out of that jab.

"Simply, we each get him for one night," Penny continued. "For whatever you want. Dinner, dancing, gambling or even nothing at all. So pick your nights, girls."

The women looked at Penny and then at each other. There was a long stretch of silence. Whether they didn't want to seem too anxious or greedy or whether they were confused, no one spoke. Penny grew frustrated with this quickly.

"Ok then," she snapped, "since no one wants to step up, I will take him tonight. He will be with all of us at the welcome dinner and then he's all mine."

I looked at her, mischievously. She seemed to sense my eyes and avoided them, probably to torture me, but I couldn't be sure.

"I want tomorrow night then," Nikki established.

"I will take Thursday night," Leslie spoke up. "I will probably be the only up to it at that point with you party animals on the loose."

"That leaves me Wednesday," Brooke deduced. "Fine with me."

"Great," Penny sighed mightily. "Now that we have that all worked out, you need to teach us some of us how play some casino games. We have all played the texas hold'em home game, but I think the Mirage is a little more formal than the conference room back home."

It took a moment before I realized that she was talking to me. I pulled from my jacket the deck of cards that Javier had given me. I spent the remainder of the flight teaching them on the small tables that were positioned between the seats. I went over Blackjack, Let-It-Ride, 3-Card Poker, Roulette and Spanish-21. I did not know how to play craps, so I didn't touch that one. They had all played texas hold'em as part of the game, so the concepts of the other games weren't too foreign.

Brooke aided me in my teaching, as she apparently was extremely familiar with casino gaming. We never got into how or why but based on how she talked, Brooke had been to a casino or two in her time.

We descended into the Las Vegas valley and Captain Earl put us on the ground with just about the smoothest landing imaginable. He was a pro's pro. Without fail there was a long, black stretch limo to meet us at the airport. We exited the plane and thanked the good captain for his tremendous work. Leslie was very much at ease now that we were on the ground.

When we, as well as our bags, were loaded into the car, the driver delivered us quickly to the Mirage. The conference was being held there and that's where we were staying. When we checked in it was just after 2pm. We decided that we would take some personal time and then regroup before the welcome dinner which began at 6pm with the cocktail hour. We agreed to meet near the elevators at 6pm, making us fashionably late to the event. We certainly did not want to seem too anxious especially as a newer firm to these types of events.

I headed to my room on the 14th floor. I organized my cloths, put out some incidentals and got myself together. Once everything was straight, I decided to take a quick nap in anticipation of a long night with Penny.

I woke at 5:40. Perfect. I had enough time to regroup. I splashed some water on my face, threw on some extra cologne, grabbed my jacket and I was out the door. When I got to the main level and exited the elevators I looked at my watch. 6:01pm. I was good. When I arrived there, only Leslie was waiting for me. She looked breathtaking. She had on an emerald green dress with silver spaghetti straps that hugged her every curve with matching emerald slingback heels. Her hair was teased and her makeup applied to perfection. She was the picture of professionalism and grace with the mystique of sex appeal lingering around her. I was blown away.

I walked over to where she was standing. I leaned in gently and kissed her on the cheek.

"You're stunning," I whispered as I pulled away.

Leslie did not respond. She shyly looked down at the marble floor. I glanced to my left to see Brooke making her way towards us. She was wearing the same red dress and black heels that she had worn on the plane. She had a body that could stop time. I loved looking at her as the walked.

"I can't believe that you changed," she said to Leslie as she reached where we were standing.

"I can't believe you went right to the tables," Leslie countered.

"Have you been at the tables all this time," I asked her.

She nodded with a smile.

"How did you do," I inquired.

"I am up about 2," she replied.

"Two hundred, that is a solid start," I responded.

Brooke started giggling but before she could say anything else the elevator to our right opened and Penny and Nikki stepped out. Nikki was wearing a long, slim white gown that nearly reached the floor. It had thin straps that were barely noticeable on her tan shoulders and the fabric hugged her every curve. She looked very demure. Penny, however, was dressed to be noticed and I certainly noticed her, immediately.

Penny looked magnificent and I knew immediately she was going to be the center of attention during this welcome dinner. She had on a black, sequined dress that was a halter style. The opening in the front ran down just past her belly button so that her perfectly flat tummy was exposed. The dress fell to her knee but had a slit on the left side that ran up to her mid-thigh. I noticed when she walked that the top of her thigh high was visible on the left side. I grinned. Her black stockings led nicely into her black, patent leather pumps. She was a vision, though I thought she would clearly be too much for this dinner.

"WOW," Brooke exclaimed as Penny reached where we were standing.

"Exactly right," I concurred sharply.

Penny walked past me and winked as she led the way to the banquet room where the dinner was being held. Nikki followed her while Brooke and Leslie each grabbed one of my arms and allowed me to escort them. We walked through the casino and heads turned to check Penny out. When we reached the banquet room on the lower level at the far side of the hotel, the large, burly gentleman at the door nearly fainted from the heat Penny was generating.

The man opened the door and the room seemed to stop. Penny and Nikki entered confidently and with no hesitation. Brooke, Leslie and I followed, still arm-in-arm. When we were all inside, the door closed firmly behind us. I could see the heads of all the men and women in the room turn to notice Penny. I could see that a good deal of the men in the room were blown away, while some of the ladies looked very catty. I stopped walking and watched Penny and Nikki head directly for the makeshift bar in the far left corner of the room.

Leslie leaned over and kissed me lightly on the left cheek.

"You be good," she whispered. "Mingle and make nice. After all, this is a business function."

She walked away and immediately gave a small hug to a short woman to our left. It appeared that they had met before. I stood still, observing the room. Brooke leaned over kissed me softly on the right cheek.

"By the way, it was two thousand, not two hundred," she said.

I stood there absorbing this last revelation. Brooke was great at knowing the right thing to say at the exact right time to throw me for a loop. She strolled away gingerly, working her magic with the small groups of people to our right. There was nothing left for me to do, so I sauntered myself up to the bar. Once I had an ice cold Corona in my hand, my anxiety seemed to dissipate.

I stood at the bar, scouring the room to understand the layout and who the players were. There were small groups gathered all around the room. Tables were set up on the right and left of a head table with a podium. This was going to be exactly as Leslie had said, boring. As I was taking it all in, a voice to my left startled me.

"That was impressive," the voice said.

I turned to see a young man, probably younger than I was, in a very sharp grey suit standing there with a glass in his hand. He was just a touch shorter than I, clean shaven and very professional looking. It appeared that he was drinking scotch; I could smell it from where I was standing.

"What's impressive," I asked in a rather coy manner.

"You are," he replied simply. "Mike Reynolds. I work for Wallace and Wallace out of Denver."

Mike stuck out his hand and I shook it with my most professional and manly grip.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Mike," I replied. "Tell me, why did you say I was impressive?"

"You just walked in with the four hottest women in the room and none of them seem interested in anyone here but you," he observed. "Who do you guys represent?"

"We represent Adams & Cartwright out of Burbank," I disclosed. "So tell me Mike, what type of law do you practice?"

"We specialize in patent law," he admitted humbly. "Are any of those babes you strolled in with available?"

I thought about how boring this was going to be and decided to have some real fun.

"Mike, you see that lovely young blonde in the white dress," I asked him as I pointed at Nikki. "She is looking for a down to earth guy, a really grounded, professional dude. I think you would like her."




Adventures with Penny Ch. 20



"Sweet," he exclaimed, almost giddy. "You got a name for me."

"Her name is Nikki," I informed him. "Go introduce yourself. She doesn't bite."

Mike looked at me heroically but it was taking all my strength not to laugh out loud. I was dying to watch this unfold as I sent him directly into the arms of defeat.

"Thanks," Mike said to me as he turned to walk away. "And if I'm lucky, she will bite."

I watched as the poor bastard waltzed over towards Nikki like he owned the room. As I sipped my beer the hilarity of the moment damn near got the best of me. I was about to laugh out loud when another voice, this one from my right, was directed at me.

"That was mean," the voice said to me in an almost musical tone.

I turned to my right to see a very attractive woman standing beside me sipping a cranberry colored drink. She was almost as tall as I was with curly, flaming red hair. I guessed that she was in her mid to late thirties and as I looked her up and down I confirmed that her body was in terrific shape for whatever age she was. She had on a navy blue jacket and skirt suit with a black blouse and black pumps. I covered her complete frame with my eyes before responding.

"Why do you say that," I inquired in a very casual manner.

"He has no chance with that girl and you knew that before you sent him over there," she said as she smiled at me.

I was somewhat intrigued by this charming lady.

"You're right, it was mean," I agreed. "And you are?"

"Kylie," she revealed as she stuck her hand out. "Kylie Samson."

I accepted her very smooth hand with her freshly painted red nails and kissed it gently.

"Well, Kylie, what firm are you with," I asked.

"I was with Weinstein and Weinstein out of New York," she stated.

"You were with them," I repeated. "So who are you with now?"

"I am moving to California to work with my sister," she divulged.

"It's always nice to be around family," I said as I felt a hand on my left shoulder.

I looked to my left to see Penny standing there. She smiled at me and then turned her attention to Kylie. 

"Penny Smith," she said as she extended her hand to Kylie.

"Kylie Samson," Kylie replied politely as she shook Penny's hand. "So, this one is yours?"

"Actually, we are all his," Penny corrected her.

Kylie did not look surprised or impressed, which I am sure was Penny's intention for her remark.

"For now," Kylie responded.

Kylie then put her glass down on the bar and walked away. I was a little surprised by Kylie's last statement but then I thought back to the catty looks Penny had gotten when we walked in.

"Fuck this," Penny said to me. "That slut has annoyed me. Let's go."

She grabbed my hand and basically dragged me out of the banquet room. As she dragged me down the hall and back toward the casino I was quite confused. Finally, I stopped her.

"Penny, what is going on," I asked her.

"I didn't like that bitch," she ranted angrily. "Fucking slut. She thinks she can one-up me with clever remarks and self-confidence. I am the queen of clever remarks and self-confidence. I don't want her anywhere near my man. Besides, who wants to sit through a stuffy dinner when it's my night with you in Vegas? Let's go enjoy ourselves."

"Alright, what's the plan," I asked her, not about to challenge anything she said.

"Let's go gamble," she said.

I followed her to a $25 per hand blackjack table. We sat down and were the only two players at the table. Penny threw three hundred on the table and so did I. The dealer took the cash and gave us our playing chips. As the first hand was being dealt, Penny looked at me with a gleam in her eye.

"Let's make it interesting," she said. "Let's play for an hour and whoever has the most money at that point gets to decide what goes on in the bedroom tonight. How does that grab you?"

I shot a look at the dealer which prompted him to offer his opinion.

"That sounds like an offer you can't refuse," the dealer stated.

I nodded and looked at the table. I had a six and a five. I immediately doubled-down. The dealer hit me with a 9. That's a solid 20 with only a 6 showing for the dealer. Good start. Penny had two queens which she split and doubled down on both. The dealer hit her first queen with a king and he hit her second queen with an ace. Are you kidding me? The dealer turned over a jack, giving him 16 and forcing him to hit. He hit with a 7, busting himself and paying both of us.

That first hand was a perfect indication of how the hour of blackjack would go for me. I was winning but Penny was hammering the table. Every decision she made seemed to work out to perfection. I watched as her chip stack grew at a much faster pace than my own. At the end of the hour, I was up about four hundred, but Penny was up well over a grand. This certainly wasn't a game that I minded losing, but still my competitive streak came out when she called time.

"Looks like I win," she said as she looked at the gold watch on her wrist.

"You know blackjack isn't really my game," I responded. "Why not give me a chance to answer your challenge at another game?"

"That sounds fair," she admitted. "How about Let-It-Ride?"

"Now you are talking," I agreed.

We made our way to an open table that was $15 per line. We sat and agreed to play for another hour with the same rules. I came out gunning, betting the 3-card bonus and the $1 bonus. I had money all over the table. My first three cards were solid and I got paid on all three lines while Penny took a small hit. Here we go.

The hour evaporated quickly. I had made some money, hitting two flushes and a full house. I had also taken a gamble or two. Penny had not had an easy time of it, losing mostly. We agreed to one last hand. I made modest cards and played it conservatively. I got paid on two lines. Penny on the other hand hit a homerun with 4-of-a-kind kings and a monster payout on all three lines and both bonuses. That was the killer. Penny had me by a good amount and we both knew it.

"I guess I win," she giggled.

"When don't you win," I retorted playfully.

"Let's go upstairs," she said as she collected her winnings.

I grabbed my chips and pocketed them as we headed for the elevator. I followed Penny onto the elevator and observed her gorgeous frame once again. Wow was she on fire.

"My room or yours," I asked playfully.

"Since I am staying with Nikki, yours," she responded.

"I didn't know you and Nikki were staying together," I acknowledged.

"Well, we have to be somewhat financially responsible," she said. "So I am staying with Nikki and the Adams sisters are also rooming together. You are the only solo guest."

"Lucky me," I laughed.

"In more ways than one," she toyed.

I pushed the button for the 14th floor, not even knowing if Penny was on that floor as well or not. At this point, it didn't matter and I didn't care. We exited the elevator and I led her to my room. I opened the door and let Penny pass in front of me to enter first. She passed me and made her way to the far side of the room where she placed her purse on the small desk that was there. I let the door shut behind me and locked it firmly. I stared at her as I moved towards her.

"What's the plan," I asked her.

"Well, since I won both games, I get both rewards," she reminded me. "But I want to be fair, too. I want you to have a good time in Vegas, so, I am going to do something for you first and then I will have you do something for me. How does that sound?"

"I couldn't ask for anything more," I replied.

"Ok, your reward first then," she instructed as she moved in closed to me.

She reached out and grabbed my package through my pants. She rubbed my half soft cock through the material which shielded it from fresh air. She looked me deep in the eyes as she increased the pace of the massage that she was giving my tool. I groaned and smiled at her crookedly. I tossed my jacket aside as Penny undid my belt and dropped my pants. My shirt, shoes and boxers went flying in a frenzy as Penny continued the rub my dick feverishly.

As my now fully erect cock stood exposed, Penny released her grip on it and stepped back. She reached her hands behind her neck and grabbed the neck of her dress. She pulled it over her head and let her dress fall to the floor. She seductively stepped out of it and tossed her dress onto the desk next to us as I dissected her body with my eyes. She was a goddess as she stood there in her stockings and heels. I felt the blood rush to my swollen member and I knew without looking that it was leaking clear fluid.

Penny moved to the bed and lay down. She bent her legs at the knee and dug her heels into the bed. She spread her legs wide and then used her fingers to open her pussy for me. I salivated looking at her shaven sweet spot.

"Don't make me wait," she purred.

I moved to where she was and positioned my cement pole at her opening. She moved her hips towards me and I injected my shaft inside of her. She felt amazing. Her still tight sugar walls engulfed my rod. I exhaled heavily and then forced my full length inside of her. She gasped slightly as my entire member filled her.

I retracted my cock and impaled her again. I started to move in and out of her box rapidly. Penny threw her heels over my shoulders and looked enticingly into my eyes as I pounded her pussy. My pace increased as I looked at her lustily. I continued to jam my rod into her wetness until I was ready to explode. I felt my peak build quickly as I inserted my prick into her again and again. I pulled back and tore my shaft out of her. She knew all too well what I wanted. She presented her shoes to me and I bathed them in my batter. I shot rocket after rocket of sticky, white spunk onto her heels. I crashed onto the bed next to her, satisfied.

Penny rolled onto her side and glared at me. She traced small hearts on my chest with her index finger. She stood up and removed her shoes and her stockings. She smiled at me and then crawled back onto the bed. She moved over the top of me and kissed me full on the mouth. It was a passionate, loving kiss that lasted a long while. She pulled away and glared down at me.

"I need something," she said.

"Anything," I agreed.

"We are not at home and we are all alone for the whole night," she reminded me. "Make love to me. Please. Take my body with all the love you have for me."

I knew why she made this request and I could do nothing but comply. I reached up and put my hand on her cheek. I pulled her down to me and kissed her. It was the best kiss I have ever given any woman in my life. I kissed her mouth, her cheek and her neck. She positioned her body on top of mine and put her hands on the sides of my face as we kissed. 

I held her tightly as we continued to kiss, her hands running through my hair and around my face as we did so. Penny let her legs fall open on top of me and my hard shaft found her hole again. She slowly, methodically rocked her gash onto my stiffness and grinded on it until it filled her again. I groaned loudly as my member throbbed inside of her.

Penny kissed my madly, her hands holding my face as she did so. I tightened my hold her gorgeous body as we kissed passionately. She continued to grind her hips and pelvis on my cock. I loved being inside of her like this, as our bodies melded together. I looked into her eyes and saw everything I was feeling staring back at me.

"I love you," she said as she rocked her hips harder.

Penny continued to work her body against mine. She was as sexy a woman at that moment as I had ever seen. I loved her, both physically and emotionally. Whatever happened leading up to this moment and no matter what happened from her on out in the game, this was perfection. Penny groaned as she pressed her midsection to mine forcefully.

"Oh," she gasped as pleasure began to overtake her. "I love you."

She moved her hips up and down rapidly on my dick as her climax arrived. She bucked and squirmed through her orgasm as she kissed me again, biting my lower lip lovingly. I held her body to mine firmly as she came. She pulled her lips away from mine and screamed. I exploded inside her suddenly. My peak had built quickly and arrived without warning. I filled her insides with my liquid as she finished her climax.

"I really love you," she gasped as she crashed to the bed next to me.

I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her to me. We lay still, breathing heavily in sync. I smelled her hair mixed with her perfume and closed my eyes. I opened them again, not wanting to waste these moments.

"I love you too, Penelope," I whispered. "I have for a long time."

"I know," Penny admitted. "I love these women and I love this game, but there are moments, like this one, where it's just you and I. These moments make me want to run away with you forever."

"If you are there, then I am not running away from forever, I am running towards it," I played with her words.

"That's not what I meant," she quickly countered with panic in her voice.

"I know," I teased her. "I was just making a point. Pen, forget about the game for just a moment. Don't say another word tonight. You are the greatest gift I have ever been given. I am a better man when I am with you."

I said nothing else. I closed my eyes and pulled her to me snugly.

I awoke when daylight peeked through the curtains in my room. I still had a secure grip on my love. She looked angelic in the morning light. I slowly, gently let her go and got out of bed. I made my way to the bathroom and began my morning routine. I stepped into the shower and began to clear my mind. I knew this conference was going to be boring, but we had to endure the days to get to the extra circulars that Las Vegas offered us at night. 

Under the warm water my thoughts took me away. If there were no game, would I have found Penny? I could feel myself surrounded by thoughts of her and a normal life. Then the thought of Brooke steered me in a different direction. She made me feel just as strongly, though with a slightly different vision. I was confused and unsure.

"Hey, weren't you going to wake me," Penny said, startling me out of my trance.

"I wanted to let you rest," I disclosed. "You looked so peaceful and beautiful."

"I have to go upstairs and get ready," she stated.

"What floor are you on," I asked for reference.

"20," she revealed. "Do you know who Nikki's favorite band is?"

"I can't say that I do," I confessed, responding to her very casual question.

"Bon Jovi," Penny informed. "She's been in love with Jon Bon Jovi since she was 14 years old."

"I know a lot of girls that have been in love with Jon Bon Jovi since they were 14," I laughed loudly. "I am a huge fan of their music."

"I know," she giggled. "I have seen your IPOD."

"Living with you always keeps me on my toes," I laughed again.

"Anyway, they are in town tonight," she educated me. "They are playing at the Mandalay Bay."

"No shit," was my only response, wondering why she would tell me this.

Did she want me to take Nikki to the concert tonight? The show had to be sold out. I was confused yet again. I heard Penny leave the bathroom before I could respond. Several moments later I heard the door to the room close. I knew she had gone. I finished my shower and as I was toweling off, I made my way back into the main part of my room. Penny had gone so far as to lay out my cloths for the day. She was magnificent. I started to dress and as I picked up my pants I noticed some thing on top of the shirt she had put on the bed for me.

I reached for the paper-like items and turned them over. I almost fell down when I discovered that they were two tickets to tonight's Bon Jovi concert. I could not believe it. I finished dressing and tucked the tickets inside my jacket pocket. Penny cared for everyone in this game, as did I. This was one of those moments when I wished she did not have to share me. I shivered as I thought about how she said she loved me repeatedly last night while we made love. It was very different from anytime we had been intimate before that. The effect it had on me was clear, if there were no game, I would want a normal life with Penny. After the time I had spent in the game, would I know how to operate in a normal life? I had to clear my head.

I made my way down to the banquet hall where the conference was being held. I found our table and as I expected, I was the first on there. Excellent. I relaxed and polished off 3 cups of coffee while making small talk with some folks from the other firms at the conference. I sat at our table and began thinking again. As I was drifting off thinking of Penny, a voice startled me.

"So, how was last night with little miss halter dress," the voice taunted me.

I looked up to see Kylie standing over me. She was a very attractive woman, so much so that I did not mind that she was wearing too much makeup. It suited her. Her bright red lips and nails were a nice compliment to her beautiful red hair. I thought about how to properly respond to her question.

"Better than I could explain to you," I admitted softly.

"I find that hard to believe," she argued playfully.

"That's unfortunate," I said. "You will find me to be a very honest person."

"We are in Vegas, do you care to gamble," Kylie challenged me.

"What did you have in mind," I inquired.

"I will bet you I can do better than she did," Kylie offered. "You spend tonight with me. If by tomorrow morning you still think she is better, I will give your firm my best client. If you think I am more of a woman, then you come to work for me. Interested in those stakes?"

I looked at her curiously. My eyes pierced hers.

"The price is too high," I finally replied. "You are a beautiful woman, but I pass. Besides, I already have a date tonight."

"That little girl can't do the things that I can," Kylie scowled.

"Good thing I am not going out with her tonight then," I countered coldly.

"Oh really, then which slut are you going out with tonight," she asked, her voice getting louder.

"This slut," I heard a voice behind me say.

I snapped my head around to see Nikki standing behind me. I had no idea how long she had been standing there or what she had heard. She looked down at me and smiled so sweetly that I couldn't help but smile back. Kylie looked at the two of us and then elegantly and gracefully turned and walked away from our table. Nikki sat down next to me at our table. She placed her hand on top of mine on the table and looked at me.

"I was thinking tonight we could have dinner on top of the Stratosphere Tower," she said. "We could have a nice, low-key but very elegant evening."

"Nope," I responded succinctly.

Nikki turned her head and looked at me with complete and utter shock. She was not a woman who was used to hearing the word "NO" uttered in her direction very often. Her bottom lip quivered slightly and she could not find words to respond to me with. I pulled my hand out from underneath hers and placed it on top. I rubbed the back of her hand lightly with my thumb and I looked at her.

"I have something very special planned for us tonight," I told her as I smirked.

A weight seemed to have been lifted from her as I said this. She stood and walked to the breakfast buffet table. I found it so amazing that these strong, confident women were often shaken by the smallest of things. Leslie, Brooke and Penny joined me at the table by the time Nikki returned. We all were impressed by Brooke's admission that she was now up over six thousand at the tables. She was having a fantastic time with it too, recalling with great accuracy all of her major winning hands. Some of the other attorney's even stopped by to compliment her on her play before heading to their own tables that morning. Vegas was an interesting town.




Adventures with Penny Ch. 20



As Leslie had promised, the day was boring. It wasn't boring like a bad movie that you fall asleep during and write-off the nine dollars, it was excruciatingly boring like watching a sport on television where you don't know the rules and the announcers are speaking a language that you don't know. The only point of interest for me was the extremely lusty looks Kylie keep giving me from her table. She even went so far as to blow me a kiss early in the afternoon. Also quite amusing were the fiercely nasty looks that the ladies at my table were all firing in Kylie's direction. The conference was sheer torture but this side bar of entertainment helped me make it through the day.

As we exited the conference at the conclusion of the day's events, we all walked together towards the elevators. I wanted desperately to grab Penny and hold her, but I resisted my urge. Nikki made her way next to me and grabbed my arm.

"It's my night," she boasted. "What should I wear?"

"I will help you get dressed upstairs," Penny said as we all boarded the elevator.

Penny quickly hit the 14 and 20 buttons. Brooke reached over and hit the 22 button as well. Now I knew what floor everyone was on, that was a good piece of information to have. I stepped off the elevator at my floor and looked at Nikki.

"In the lobby in one hour," I told her as the doors of the elevator closed between us.

I hit my room and operated at a leisurely pace. I took a shower and dressed myself comfortably in jeans and a golf shirt. I was out the door again and down in the lobby with a few minutes to spare on the timeline I gave Nikki. As I stood waiting, Kylie stepped off the elevator and spotted me. As she approached me, I took in the sight of her. She was dressed to kill, wearing a leopard print halter top and clearly no bra. She also had on a black leather miniskirt, black stockings and black pumps that were at least 5 inches. I felt my eyes get wide as I looked her over.

"I take it you like what you see," she teased as she reached where I was standing.

"You certainly get people's attention," I admitted.

"Well, I can't let you have all the fun in Las Vegas," she laughed.

Over her shoulder I saw a man waving towards her. It was Mike Reynolds, from Wallace and Wallace. Kylie saw him and then turned back to me.

"After you were so mean to him, I couldn't let him dine alone tonight," she said, before turning and walking towards Mike.

As she walked away I watched her ass snap from side to side under her leather skirt. I picked my eyes up just in time to catch Nikki getting off the elevator. She saw me and rushed over to where I was. She was dressed for our occasion wearing a faded, vintage rock-n-roll babydoll t-shirt and tight jeans with black boots. Her body was awesome.

"So, where are we going," she asked as she reached me.

"We are going to a see a show," I disclosed.

"Great," she agreed. "But I feel a little underdressed."

"Nope," I corrected her. "You look perfect."

I took her by the hand and led her out of the casino. We jumped into a cab and I instructed the driver to head for the Mandalay Bay. We pointed out different things to each other as we made our way up the strip. When we were at the light in front of the Mandalay Bay, Nikki noticed the large marquee advertising tonight's event. She turned her head and stared at me defiantly.

"No way," she said in almost a whisper. "No fucking way."

She looked back at the billboard and then back at me. I raised my eyebrows playfully, indicating I might not know what she was getting at and trying to keep her guessing for at least another moment.

"SHUT UP," she yelled.

I smiled devilishly but did not speak. She looked back at the marquee again and then returned her focus to me.

"Seriously," she half stated and half asked.

I shook my head no. Nikki instantly deflated and the smile disappeared from her face. The cab driver pulled into the Mandalay Bay and stopped. Nikki exited on the side of the car closest to the casino as I paid the driver. I walked around the car and snuck up behind her. I carefully put one ticket in each hand and wrapped my arms around her from behind, thrusting the tickets into her direct eye line.

Nikki took both tickets and looked at them. She waited a minute and then began jumping up and down with uncontrollable excitement. She turned around and threw her arms around me. She hugged me so tightly I thought my ribs would burst. I loved seeing her this happy. Hell, I loved seeing any of these women this happy. This was off the charts enthusiasm.

"Thank you," Nikki whispered in my ear before kissing my cheek. "I can't tell you what this means to me."

As she pulled away from me, she handed me the tickets and wiped away the tears that were streaming down her cheeks. There was a dramatically sad look on her face as she stared at me. I didn't understand why she was crying, but it appeared to be a wave of emotion that swept over her, so I gave a few moments to compose herself. 

When she finally seemed to be alright, I grabbed her hand and led her inside the casino. We walked across the entire length of the gaming floor and down a flight of stairs in the rear of the building towards the arena. I held her hand tightly the entire way and she seemed to be getting excited again as we got closer to our destination.

We made our way through the security check at the arena entrance, which wasn't much of a check but the line was long. Nikki was damn near giddy as we waited to enter. We made our way inside the arena and much to my surprise it was very nice and extremely clean. I had not looked very closely at our tickets, so when the usher indicated we were on the floor, I paused a moment. Penny really took care of everyone, not just me. I hated to cheat Nikki by thinking so fondly about Penny on her night, but I loved that woman and I enjoyed that fact.

"Would you like something to drink," I asked Nikki as we reached the floor.

"A beer would be perfect," she answered.

I was quite surprised. I had never seen Nikki drink beer before but the sight of her holding that Coors Light bottle with her sharply manicured nails just turned me on. It appeared that beer was the drink of the night. 

We made our way to our seats which were in the 7th row on the left side of the stage. I was amazed at how this night had unfolded. Nikki continued to be like a child waiting for Santa Claus. The anticipation was killing her.

Daughtry opened the show, hitting the stage at 8pm sharp. He did a short set of his music, which was surprisingly entertaining. His stage presence was good and he interacted a lot with his audience. I have to say, the guy had charisma with a live crowd. When he was done, somewhere around 8:40, and while they changed the stage set, I hit the men's room. When I returned to our seats, Nikki had a fresh beer waiting for me. I thought this gesture was absolutely charming since I had purchased the first three rounds without blinking or thinking. She was certainly sweet when she wanted to be, though I knew first hand there was another side of her that was all about Nikki. Maybe that side was losing it's dominance with a baby on the way.

Her smile that night was innocent and thankful. As we sat there, the crowd buzzing around us, I enjoyed the moments of her smiling at me. I was glad she was part this game and I actually went as far as to be thankful that she was my friend.

"I am scared," she said as we sat waiting.

"Of what," I asked unassumingly.

"Having a baby," she acknowledged. "I don't want to mess up and hurt the baby or Monica or our family."

"That's an understandable way to feel," I confirmed for her. "Don't be scared. You will be a great mom. Your instincts will help you keep the baby and your family safe. The fact that you are scared means you care and that is all you need. If you put your heart into it, you can't miss."

"Do you really think so," she pressed me.

"I have no doubt," I stated. "Not one. Oh, and by the way, I am going to work on figuring something out so Monica does not have to go back to the other game. Don't worry about that. I know it hurts you and I am going to make it stop. She made a bad choice and she knows it. I will find a way to help her out of it."

I had not said that out loud to anyone before that moment but that thought had dominated my mind for a long while now. Nikki looked at me and then climbed up on her seat. She stood straight up and looked down at me. The lights went out at that moment and I rose to my feet. Nikki looked down at me from above and put her hands on either side of my face. She leaned down and kissed my softly.

"We are all lucky to have you," she shouted at me over the roaring crowd in the darkness.

The lights on the stage exploded and Bon Jovi began to rock. Nikki instantly turned into a screaming lunatic. As the concert progressed, I could not decide what was more entertaining, the band or Nikki. She was magical in her own way at her own moments.

The concert was awesome. They played for over 2 ½ hours, trying new stuff but also covering all their classic hits. The lights and videos on the stage made for a terrific show. Nikki knew every word to every song and almost seemed like she was part of the performance. We had so much fun that I actually forgot we were in Las Vegas. We got lost in the guitar riffs and drum solos. When it was over, we filed out with the crowd. Nikki would not let go of my hand. She held it tightly and walked as close to me as possible. She was quite a woman.

We jumped in cab and headed back to the Mirage. Before the cab got to the first light, Nikki was fast asleep on my shoulder. I looked at my watch, 12:15am. I stared at her pretty face as we rode along through the lights of Vegas. When we reached the Mirage and the cab came to a stop, Nikki's eyes sprang open. I paid the cabby and helped her from the vehicle.

We walked through the casino and directly to the elevators. I hit the button for my floor and we rode in silence, Nikki holding me tightly. I exited the elevator and led her down the hall to my room. I opened the door and allowed her step inside. Nikki stepped into the doorway and froze.

"I don't do overnights," she said as she looked up at me in the open doorway. "I save all my mushy, girly, emotional stuff for Monica. I owe her that."

"I understand," I said, letting her off the hook. "It's sweet."

I raised my right hand to her cheek and bushed her hair out of her face. Nikki quickly pushed my hand away.

"I don't think you understand," she snapped at me. "I am coming inside but I am not staying. After the amazing night you just gave me, I am gonna fuck the shit out of you and then, like a good little whore, I am going back to my own room."

Nikki slammed her mouth to mine in a forceful kiss. Her body forced me inside the room and I heard the door close behind us as I kissed her back. Her hands frantically explored my body as we move through the room with our mouths locked. I grabbed her ass and lifted her onto the desk near the bed. Nikki tore off my shirt as we mauled each other with our mouths.

She locked her legs around me as she ripped her own shirt over her head. I kissed her neck hungrily and undid her bra, flinging it aside. I fondled her stunning breasts, licking and nibbling on her nipples as her hand found my belt. Nikki released her leglock on my waist and hopped off the desk. My jeans and boxers were gone with one swift rush of her hands. My raging hard-on stared her in the face.

Nikki attacked my rod, spitting on it and jamming it into her mouth. She slobbered all over my dick as it passed between her lips rapidly. I groaned loudly as she took my full length into her throat. She made a small gagging noise as my swollen member was released from her mouth. She continued to swallow my cock forcefully until she could take no more.

"Take me now," Nikki yelled at me as she stood up.

She unbuttoned her jeans and I spun her around quickly. I tore down her skin tight denim and bent her over the desk. I didn't get them completely off, nor did I care as I pressed my swollen tool to her saturated opening. I entered her from behind and began ramming her at a breakneck pace. I held her hips as she held onto the desk while impaled her violently from behind. Nikki screamed as I pounded her pussy with my stick. I injected myself inside her over and over as she wailed for more.

"Give it to me," she cried.

I hammered her wetness nonstop until she cried out in pleasure. When I heard Nikki peak I picked up my pace to a staggering speed. I inserted my rod into her repeatedly while she bucked and spasmed through her climax. I felt my own orgasm begin to build quickly. I erupted furiously inside her with jet after jet of man milk. I flood her insides with batter until I was completely spent.

I staggered backwards and crashed onto the bed. I breathing quite heavily and Nikki had not moved. I could not move nor could I speak. I simply laid there, eyes open, heart racing and very satisfied. Apparently Nikki was not quite as satisfied.

As I lay, motionless, near lifeless on the bed, Nikki stood up and removed her jeans completely. She made her way over to me seductively. She crawled onto the bed and snuggled up next to me. She kissed my neck, then my lips, then my cheek. She bit my earlobe lightly and purred.

"You're not done," she whispered maniacally.

She moved on top of me so that her knees were next to my ears. I felt her take my half-soft penis into her mouth and slurp it loudly. I was staring at her soaking wet, shaven pussy and I could not resist. I reached up with my hand and spread her lips. I licked her lips and tasted her juices while she moved my dick between her lips softly. I flicked her clit with my tongue while Nikki licked up and down my shaft. I felt my member begin to swell.

I nibbled on her pussy lips and inserted my tongue into her flooded box. The mixture of her juices and my own dribbled onto my chin as I continued to fuck her with my tongue. Nikki was now working my once again throbbing rod with her mouth feverishly as I munched on her twat. It was long before Nikki could not take anymore.

She moved herself off of me and then hovered with her face over mine. She looked down and licked the juice off my chin. I smiled as she moved away and climbed on top of me, facing away. Nikki moved my cement stick to her gash and mounted me. I groaned loudly as she took my entire tool into her box.

Nikki moved herself up and down on my shaft quickly, bucking and thrashing about wildly as she did so. She screamed as she peaked again quickly. She rode me rowdily through her orgasm, building my own to a breaking point. I burst intensely inside her once again. I shot what felt like every ounce of fluid left in my body into her cavity. Her pelvis crashed down onto mine one final time and she stopped moved. My entire length filled her as she rode out the final waves of her climax.

Nikki then collapsed beside me. I looked at her for several moments before shutting my eyes. 

The next time my eyes opened I was alone and sunlight was peaking through the window. I scraped my ass off the bed and into the shower. I cleaned myself up as best as I could and made my way to the banquet hall for today's torture. I again was the first one from our firm to arrive, though I knew I looked like hell trying to hide behind my shades. I did not care. After I plowed through two cups of coffee, Penny and Nikki strolled into the room. They each walked over to me and kissed me on the cheek before getting coffee and breakfast for themselves.

"Last night kicked ass," Nikki said as she sat down at the table next to me.

"I am so glad you had a good time," I responded.

"Looks like Nikki got the best of you," Penny laughed as she sat down.

"It certainly does," a voice from behind her concurred.

I looked over her head to see Kylie standing there glaring at me.

"Maybe you are not the man I thought you were," Kylie fired at me.

"Honey, you have no idea what a man he really is," Nikki said in my defense.

"Well, in that case, my offer still stands," Kylie replied.

I looked at her with tremendous curiosity, though a part of me was very impressed that she had the nerve to fire that shot at that moment. My ladies did not intimidate her and there was something to be said for that because these women could definitely be intimidating.

"These women make life worth living," I informed her. "I again will have to pass."

"Your loss," she declared as she walked away slowly, deliberately shaking her rear as she did.

I took a deep breath, thankful that encounter had passed quickly, before I had the opportunity to say something stupid. The look on Penny's face told me she still did not like that woman. I understood that. My train of thought was derailed by Leslie's arrival at the table. She sat down urgently and looked across the table at me.

"Brooke's not gonna make it today," Leslie informed us.

"Why not," I asked. "Is she alright?"

"Yeah, she's fine," Leslie stated. "She only went to bed about two hours ago and when she gets up, she is going to have a brutal hangover."

"What the hell happened to her last night," Nikki asked, though I too was wondering.

"She hit the tables hard," Leslie disclosed. "She was playing $100 per line Let-It-Ride and was up about 12 grand. She was drinking a lot while she played. Well, she lost 2 grand and decided it was time to move on to blackjack. She was playing $100 per hand and by 3am she was up over 50 grand. I have never seen her go on a run like this. She was on fire and she decided that she was going to go to bed when she hit 75 grand but she blew past that in a hurry by playing two chairs. She hit 82 thousand around 5am and was headed to bed but she decided to bank the 75 and play the remaining 7 at roulette. She was down to her last 2 grand when she hit 9 numbers in a row. She's up somewhere around 115 thousand dollars since we got here but when she hit the room at around 7am, she was completely done. She was out on her feet as we walked from the elevator to the room."

I did not say a single word in response. Nikki gasped and Penny laughed uncontrollably. I rose from my seat and went to the breakfast table again. I poured two cups of coffee, one for me and one for Leslie. I sat back down at the table and gave Leslie her coffee. I looked at her inquisitively.

"You stayed up with her the entire time," I half-stated, half-asked.

"Yeah, she needs a chaperone when she drinks and gambles together," Leslie educated me.

The morning portion of the session was boring. Leslie sat back and tried to stay awake but she was not having much success. Penny was taking very detailed notes so Leslie would not miss anything. When we broke for lunch, somewhere around 1pm, I stood from the table quickly. I moved over to where Leslie was sitting across from me.

"What is your room number," I asked her.

"Actually, it's room 2222," she informed me.

"Thanks," I replied, leaving my sunglasses on the table in front of her, knowing they would help.

I headed to the courtesy phone next to the elevator. I picked up the receiver and dialed room 2222. The phone rang once and was answered quickly.

"Hello," Brooke answered in a very cracked and exhausted voice.

"Hey girl," I spoke softly into the receiver. "Get dressed in something comfortable, throw some extra cloths in your duffle bag and wait at the door for me."

I put the receiver back on the hook and headed the front desk. I ordered lunch and had it sent to my room, along with some Tylenol and several pitchers of water. The thought of Brooke suffering, even at her own hand, was just not working for me. I boarded the elevator and hit the 22 button. I exited the elevator and quickly made my way down the hall to her room.




Adventures with Penny Ch. 21



 Chapter 21 -- Soccer Mom

It was good to be home. Las Vegas was one exhausting week of work or whatever you want to classify it as. I crashed to my bed the minute I hit the house. I lay there, not wanting to move or unpack or think about anything. That lasted all of 10 seconds.

As I was lying there, trying to clear my mind, Vivian ran into my room, jumped onto my bed and curled up next to me tightly. I wrapped my arm around her and tried not to move. We stayed like that for a while until we got up to have something to eat. When Penny finally made her way home from the office, she didn't say much and went to her room quickly under the excuse of "having to unpack."

I used the weekend to recuperate which was smart because the next week was a bear at the office. After all the meetings, proposed upgrades to the office, possible clients and other miscellaneous crap, I was beat by the time Friday arrived. I had also spent segments of the week checking-in on Penny and Leslie, who both were not themselves after the Vegas trip. I was desperate for them both to recover from the issues that they were dealing with internally.

By week's end I decided that I needed a fresh perspective on things. As the day wound down on Friday, I was sitting in my office thinking. I shut my office door and picked up the phone. I dialed the number quickly, hoping not to get voicemail.

"Hey kid, I thought I might here from you," Bill answered his cell phone.

"Hello, Bill," I greeted him. "I hope all is well with you and Bonnie."

"Things are great, kid," Bill replied. "I am living a charmed life. Bonnie is wonderful, she asks about you all the time. She keeps asking when you are going to get up to Seattle for a visit."

"That is a terrific invitation," I admitted. "I am going to take you up on it as soon as humanly possible. Right now, though, I could really use some advice."

"Yeah, I figured that," Bill acknowledged. "I heard Las Vegas had its ups and downs."

"That's putting it mildly," I agreed. "I am worried about some of our players."

"Who's got you worried," Bill inquired.

"Penny, Leslie and myself," I disclosed.

"Ok, well, let's take them one at a time," Bill suggested. "Let's start with Penny. She's upset about this other woman I heard about."

"Yeah, this woman was really tough and motivated," I informed him. "She really pushed all the ladies to the brink. It was concerning to me in a lot of ways."

"Is this woman tempting you to stray from the game," Bill asked bluntly.

"Actually, no, it's not that at all," I answered. "I don't think her intentions towards all of us are as simply as getting laid or taking me to bed. My instincts say that she is motivated to hurt us. I am not sure why, but she gives off an evil vibe."

"That's saying a lot, kid," Bill stated. "I think I have should have some of my contacts find out some more intimate details about this gal if she has you feeling that strongly about her. What's her name?"

"Kylie Samson," I told him. "At least that's the name she gave us. You never know. She said she used to work for Weinstein and Weinstein in New York."

"Samson, right," Bill repeated. "I will have some of my very best people see what they can find out about Miss Samson. Meanwhile, if you aren't tempted by this woman then you will have no problem figuring out how to handle Penny. Everyone says that you are the best at dealing with each of the ladies on an individual basis. I was nowhere near as good as you are, I can tell you that and these women swear by you."

"Thanks, but I am sure you were a hell of a player in your game," I countered. "Speaking of which, can I ask you how your game ended?"

"You can ask, but that's not a story for now," Bill responded. "I had a feeling you might ask me that at some point. I will tell you, I promise you that, just not today. I know you are asking because you are worried about the end of your own game, but I don't see an end to your game coming in the near term. Hang in there kid, you will get through this awkward period. They come and go."

I needed to hear that. I needed to hear it more than I would admit even to myself.

"So that leaves Leslie," I reminded him.

"Yes it does," he acknowledged. "Her pride is wounded and she is scared that she let you down. But you know that. Remind her that you are in this together and she will snap back to being herself. Leslie is one very tough woman, but even the toughest women hate to feel alone."

"I honestly don't know what I would do without your guidance, Bill," I said to him. "Thank you so much."

"No thanks needed, kid," he said humbly. "You hang in there. I hope to see you soon."

As we ended our call, I was relieved beyond words. I shut my computer off and headed home. I burst through the door and found Penny and Vivian sitting on the couch in the living room. They were reading magazines and both looked up at my entrance. I stared at them and smiled.

"I'm home," I announced boisterously.

"I think we were aware of that," Vivian giggled.

"No, I mean, I like our home," I continued, tripping over my words and thoughts. "As in, better than any other home."

Penny stared at me like I was a lost dog with no collar. Vivian covered her mouth with her hand as she continued to giggle at me.

"I WANT TO BE HERE," I shouted, now completely frustrated.

"Ok, you're here," Penny pointed out softly before returning to her magazine.

I almost stared a hole through her but she never looked up. I turned around and left the house. I drove the diner near our house and sat myself in a booth in the corner. I had a burger, watched the Dodgers game and did some thinking. Why couldn't I get my words right? I never have a problem expressing myself, what the hell happened? And why did Penny just shrug me off? I was so confused.

I spent some real time collecting my thoughts before paying my bill and leaving. By the time I got back home it was after 10pm. The house was quiet when I arrived. I proceeded directly to my room and did not run into either of my housemates along the way. I began undressing when I heard a light tapping on my door.

"Come in," I allowed for whichever of the two of them it was.

The door slid open slowly and Penny appeared behind it. I continued undressing, not looking at her on purpose.

"You need to go with Vivian in the morning," she informed me.

"Ok, what time," I asked flatly.

"You will need to leave here at 10am," she said.

"No problem," I confirmed.

I finished undressing and crashed onto my bed. I laid there, not sure of what else to say. I was now starting to hurt thinking of what was going on inside of my Penny. I needed to help her fix whatever was wrong. I turned my head and looked at her. She was standing there, as plain and blank as a piece of paper.

"Would you please tell me what I can do to help you," I begged her.

Penny closed the door behind her and turned off the light. She moved to the bed and sat on the edge. She lay down, placing her head directly in the center of my chest. I could hear and feel her crying.

"I'm so sorry," she said softly through her tears.

"What are you sorry for," I asked her gently.

"Everything I have put you through," she stated. "And everything I haven't told you."

That last part caught me way off guard. What hadn't she told me? Where was this going and how bad was it going to sting? I was exceptionally worried at that moment. Before I let my mind dream up the worst scenarios possible, I pushed Penny to open up to me.

"Well, here's your chance," I offered her. "Tell me. Tell me whatever is on your mind. Tell me whatever you haven't told me that has you so upset. Just tell me and we will figure out a way through whatever it is."

Penny sniffled and continued to cry. I moved my arm around her softly and began to hold her tenderly. The darkness surrounded us but I could see her as clear as day.

"Don't hate me," she sobbed. "Please don't hate me. What happened in Vegas was so special that I can't shake it. It's killing me that you say you love me like you do and I believe you."

"Why is that hurting you," I inquired. "That should be a good thing."

"Yes it should," she agreed. "And it is. But it's also very bad. I can't handle it like I should. I want you to love me. I want it more than anything on earth. But I know you love Brooke too and I am jealous and greedy and selfish. It kills me and it's not fair to either of you or this game. She's a good person and has become a great friend who I care for like few others. This is wrong of me. I made promises and commitments when I took over this game. It's bigger than my own selfish needs."

"Don't you think you are being a little hard on yourself," I asked. "You are human. I do love you and I want you to want that. It makes each day worth going through. You are the light at the end of my tunnel."

"You say such sweet things," she declared. "But you say them to both of us. Brooke told me in Vegas you started calling her your angel. That's very special. She was so excited about it and she wasn't bragging, she just wanted to share it with me. This may sound ridiculous, but I really wanted to be the special one."

"You silly, crazy, lovely, beautiful, confusing woman," I complimented her. "Brooke has been an angel, but I just told you that you are my light. My ray of sunshine."

"Really," she perked up quickly. "Well, that's what you can call me then."

"Call you what," I asked, slightly confused yet again.

"Sunshine," she repeated. "Will you call me sunshine? It will make me feel special. Please. I don't know why I need this, I just really do right now."

"Penelope, if something that simple means so much to you, then of course I will," I answered. "I love you beyond the limits of this game or even who I am. Making you smile is my favorite thing to do. You don't have to compete with anyone to be special to me. You certainly are my sunshine."

I put my hand on her cheek in the dark. I wiped away her tears, which continued to come.

"There is something else," she continued.

"Go ahead," I urged her, thinking that the first thing was so trivial that this one must be just as simple.

"I keep thinking about us," she confessed. "After the game. What might be? What you might want and what I DO want."

"That's a good thing," I offered, very pleased that I was not the only one who had those thoughts from time to time.

"After this game, you may not want me," she cried, her tears flowing heavily now.

"Why would that ever be the case," I asked her. "You are a blessing to me."

"When this game is over you will want to be normal," she observed between deep breaths. "You will want a family."

"I certainly hope so," I concurred.

"I can't give you that," she said as her tears fell rapidly onto my chest. "I can't give you a family. I can't have children. And you deserve better than that. Brooke will be a better choice."

Her emotion, honesty and worry overwhelmed me.

"Ok," I said softly as held her. "We will have to deal with that after the game is over. We don't know how much longer this game will go; we only know that right now, this isn't an issue. I believe that whenever this game does end, it will not be an issue then either. The way I feel for you is stronger than medical issues. Please don't worry about that. It does not change who you are or how I feel about you at all. As far as choosing Brooke over you, that situation will sort itself out. You may find that you no longer want to choose me. You may choose Brooke over me. Come what way, you are still my sunshine."

She did not say another word. We stayed like that, motionless aside from my breathing and Penny's sobs until we both fell asleep in the dark.

When I opened my eyes, Penny was still sound asleep. I moved gingerly so as not to wake her, she needed the rest. I climbed out of my bed and placed the covers over Penny so she would remain as comfortable as possible. I quietly collected my wallet, cell phone and cloths before leaving the room. I got ready and was drinking my coffee at the dining room table when Vivian made her way downstairs.

"Ready to go," she asked as she made her way towards me.

She looked nice, wearing a white tank top and tan skirt with white ballet flats. Vivian was able to look charming when she wanted to, but there were other times when she could look sexy enough to steal your breath. She was an enigma to me still.

I nodded in response and got up from the table. I put my coffee cup in the sink and met her at the front door. We left the house and climbed into the little red convertible that Emma had bought for Vivian a while back. She quickly tore out of the driveway and buzzed around the local streets until she jumped on the parkway. I looked over at her, admiring her fearlessness as she drove.

"Can I ask where we are going," I inquired.

"You can ask, but I can't tell you," she laughed back at me.

I flipped the radio on, knowing that continuing this conversation was pointless. Vivian was a rock and she loved torturing me. We rode listening to the radio and not saying much. I did enjoy just looking at her and the lack of conversation was actually refreshing. Vivian wasn't forcing anything from me or pushing me for anything. She was simple. I enjoyed that. I also enjoyed the memories the adventure that Vivian and I had shared when she had purchased this car. Those were very fond memories.

After driving for a little over 2 hours, Vivian finally pulled off the parkway. She whipped her little car around the streets of whatever town we were in until she tore into the parking lot of the Marriott. She pulled right up to the front door, not paying any attention to traffic indicators around her.

"This is where you get off," she said to me as the car came to a complete stop.

I wasn't sure what the deal was, but I did as I was told and opened my door. I stepped out of the car and looked back at Vivian one last time.

"Room 414," she called out as I shut the door behind me.

Without another word, she tore away. I turned and headed into the hotel. I found the elevators and made my way cautiously to the 4th floor. I exited the elevator and found room 414 quickly on my left. I knocked lightly on the door, not sure what at all to expect. I waited patiently but there was no answer.

I knocked again, this time a little more firmly. I waited, though again no one answered the door. I heard something on the other side of the door and then saw something flat slide out from underneath the door. I bent down and picked up a plastic card key off the floor. I could only assume it was for the room I was standing in front of. I stood and immediately tried the key; of course it opened the door. I slowly stepped inside the room and looked around. There were several travel bags scattered around the room and the blinds were drawn so it was mostly dark. I did not see anyone but quickly knew I was not alone.

"Have a seat on the edge of the bed," a voice called from behind the closed bathroom door.

I followed the instructions I was given and made my way to the far edge of the bed. I sat down cautiously and waited. I heard the bathroom door open and more instructions followed.

"There should be a blindfold there, put it on," Emma's voice ordered me.

I knew it was her by her tone, she was unmistakable. I looked around on the bed and quickly found that I was partially sitting on the blindfold. I put it on as I told to do and I waited again. I listened, trying to decipher the sounds around me, but it wasn't working very well. Thankfully, Emma did not make me wait long.

"How was Las Vegas," she asked playfully.

Her voice was now full and clear, meaning she was very close to me. I heard her rummaging around and then I heard something sliding. She always kept me guessing.

"Las Vegas was good," I answered honestly.

"Just good," Emma asked.

"Yes, just good," I confirmed. "There were missing pieces."

"Not to mention a certain fly in the ointment," she laughed. "Not to worry, I heard you were as exceptional as ever to all of the ladies. I really hit the jackpot when I chose you."

She sounded very genuine and unassuming. That was not a tone I was used to from her. It was flattering and humble, not the Emma I had grown to expect. She still had me guessing.

"Thank you," I replied. "We missed you."

"You know, I started our game," she reminded me. "So, I was bummed when I decided not to go to Vegas, but it was important for our firm. Plus, things at home have been tough lately. You remember when Jack saw you at the office; he has been angry and accusing like that a lot lately. I am not sure what is going on with him but he and I have been fighting more and it is affecting my kids, which is starting to piss me off. I will correct Jack soon enough, but that's neither here nor there. It's all part of why you are here today."

"And why is that, exactly," I asked eagerly.

"Eric is here for a soccer tournament, which began last night," Emma informed me. "His game today is at 1pm, though he has already gone over to the field with his team and the coach. Vivian and I will be heading to the game just as soon as you and I are done here."

"I see," I stated. "Where's Jack?"

"He took Lola to Seaworld," she told me. "They needed some time together. Just like us."

I laughed slightly when she made that last statement. She was a one of a kind woman, but I really had no idea what adventure she was taking me on today. I felt a strong pressure on my groin at that point, massaging me up and down through my jeans. The feeling was firm but nice and my dick was reacting to it. I wondered what it was that was handling me as I could tell that Emma's voice was still at a small distance from me.

"If I let you take off the blindfold you have to agree to play by my rules," she offered.

"And if I don't agree to those terms," I playfully challenged her.

"Then you will remain blindfolded and I will torture you," she countered with a devious chuckle.

I thought about my options for a few seconds.

"I agree to your terms for removing the blindfold," I finally said, very confidently.

"I knew you would see it my way," Emma giggled back at me. "Now, it's time for me to make-up for missing Las Vegas. Stand up and remove all your cloths and then you can take off the blindfold."

I did exactly as I was instructed. I stood up off the bed and removed my shirt, throwing it to my left. I unbuttoned my jeans and dropped them quickly, kicking off my shoes in the process. I tore off my boxers, setting my extremely hard dick free from its fabric prison. Finally, I removed the blindfold and saw what was before me.

Emma was sitting in a chair directly across from where I had been sitting. She was completely naked aside from the red patent leather stiletto heels she had on. They had a studded strap that wrapped around Emma's ankle and a steel heel. I saw them and felt all the blood in my body rush to my pelvic region. The blindfold fell out of my hand and to the floor as I could not take my eyes off of this terrifically sexy woman.

"Have a seat," Emma ordered me as she gestured towards where I had been sitting on the bed.

I sat back down, never looking away from her gorgeous body or her sexy legs which she had stretched out and resting on the bed. She looked comfortable, which she always was when she was in control. I sat there, staring at her beautiful breasts and her curvy, tight body. I was still blown away by the one who started it all.

Emma moved her legs, placing them in between my own. She began rubbing the point of her pumps up and down the length of my throbbing shaft. I sighed heavily as clear fluid began to flow from the head of my cock. I groaned when she began stroking my rod between her shoes. It felt phenomenal. The shiny patent leather was cool against my rigid pole as Emma worked her feet back and forth deliberately. I closed my eyes as she continued to massage my member with her sexy shoes as it stood at full attention.




Adventures with Penny Ch. 21



I opened my eyes and looked directly into hers. Emma seductively licked her lips which damn near sent me over the edge. She began sliding her steel heel up and down my dick, focusing on running it along the large vein on the underside of my cock. I felt my batch building as she operated on my rod. She placed one shoe on either side of my swollen tool and continued to manipulate it. I growled with delight as she picked up her pace.

Emma continued to use the point of her shoes and steel heels to massage my engorged shaft. She even moved her feet in close enough to rub the studded ankle straps across my pulsating tool. I breathe in and out deeply as Emma focused her attention on my pecker with right shoe and my ball bag with her left shoe. I groaned as she rubbed my sac feverishly and then placed one foot on either side of my stick.

Her sexy shoes began to pinch my pecker a little as she went faster but I did not mind. This felt so good that the small discomfort was even slightly arousing at that moment. Finally, mercifully and with almost no warning, I erupted. I shot streams of cum straight into the air as she finished me off with her feet. My hot seed landed on her sexy shoes, on my thigh, on the bed and on the floor. When I was finished ejaculating, the rest of my load ran down the head of my cock and trickled onto Emma's heels. I shivered and was washed over with waves of pleasure as I sat there. I had never had such an intense orgasm without being inside of a woman.

"How was that," Emma asked casually.

"Beyond words," I replied.

"Good," she purred as she continued to fondle my meatstick with her feet.

I winced slightly as I felt myself begin to get rock hard again quickly. She ran the steel heel along my length repeatedly until I was throbbing again.

"Lay down," she commanded me softly.

I did as I was told, lying back on the bed. My rock hard cock was standing straight up and Emma took definite notice.

"Time for me to get mine," she announced as she rose from her chair.

Emma climbed onto the bed and on top of me. She leaned her head down until our noses touched. I looked deep into her eyes as she reached back and guided my member into her soaking wet gash. I closed my eyes and exhaled as I penetrated her easily. My dick filled her wetness quickly and Emma began rocking herself back and forth on me. I groaned loudly as she felt wonderful.

Emma quickly positioned herself into a squat and began to ride me roughly. She bounced her box up and down on my rod rapidly. I could feel myself pulsating inside her walls. I laid there and enjoyed every second of her efforts. Emma continued to impale herself on my pole swiftly.

Her pace increased to a violent speed when she began moaning loudly. I knew her climax was not far off, nor was my own. She pounded my pecker with her flooded vagina as she bucked and twitched on top of me.

"FUCK YES," she screamed as she came.

Her box was flooded again as her juice flowed throughout her orgasm. I enjoyed her climax, hearing and seeing her peak turned me on. I quickly popped again as Emma was completing her peak of pleasure. She crashed down on top of my cock one final time and then stayed as still as possible while I continued to fill her insides with my semen. I held her thighs down on top of me as I launched rockets of my spunk into her.

Finally she crashed to the bed next to me. We both laid there, breathing heavily, almost in sync. After only a moment or two, Emma sprang to her feet and retreated to the bathroom. I still did not move.

"Get dressed," she called to me from the bathroom.

I did as I was told. I pulled myself up to a sitting position and scoured the room with my eyes. I got off the bed and collected my cloths. I dressed as instructed and sat in Emma's chair when I was done. I waited for her to emerge.

"Let's go," she commanded as she emerged from the bathroom.

She had a baseball cap on her head, her ponytail through the back. She had on a sweatshirt and jeans with sneakers. She wasn't quite the woman who had just ravaged me sexually, she was much more of a mom now.

I followed her out of the room and onto the elevator. We made our way down to the lobby where Vivian was waiting. She smiled at me as we approached her.

"Take my car home," Vivian said to me as she flipped me the keys.

Vivian and Emma started to leave the lobby of the hotel, headed for the parking lot.

"Where are you two going," I asked out of habit and not quite sure why.

"We are going to Eric's game, silly," Vivian laughed back at me before they disappeared through the automatic doors.

I slowly made my way out to the parking lot and found Vivian's little, red convertible. I climbed in and put the top down immediately. The ride home was going to be fun.



Adventures with Penny Ch. 22



Chapter 22 -- Showers of Happiness

After my encounter with Emma and her shoes, the next two weeks were quite uneventful. The women were extremely preoccupied putting the final touches on the baby shower that they were throwing for Monica this coming Saturday. They were hustling about and constantly on the phone ordering everything they could think to buy. It was quite a scene to witness, though it did allow me to fly under the radar while I sorted myself out further. 

Things at home had changed a little. Penny had basically scraped her own rules and was spending every night with that Vivian didn't. She would even sneak in and snuggle with me some mornings when Vivian got up just to steal another 15 or 20 minutes. I was really moved by her dedication and motivation. Plus, I was massively in love with her; there was no avoiding that truth at all.

The game activity had been put on the back burner as the women worked on making sure the shower was perfect. I didn't mind at all. This was important to all of them and it really meant the world to Nikki, who, despite her false bravado, was still very nervous about being a mom. I was feeling really good about things until that Friday afternoon when the phone rang at my desk.

"Adams and Cartwright," I answered professionally.

"Hey kid," Bill greeted me. "How's life in Burbank?"

"Things here are well, Bill," I assured him. "How are you and Bonnie doing?"

"We are just fine," he admitted. "Bonnie keeps asking for you."

"She is too sweet," I complimented. "Please send her my very best. To what do I owe this call?"

"I need you to get everyone together and call me back," Bill instructed me. "I have some very concerning information for you all."

"Ok, give me ten minutes," I said clearly.

"Great," Bill declared as he hung up.

I bolted out of my chair and headed for Nikki's desk. She looked up at me quickly.

"Who's here," I asked her bluntly.

"Everyone," she disclosed cautiously. "Penny is in with Emma and Brooke is in with her sister."

"Ok, I need everyone in the conference room, now," I informed her. "You get Emma and Penny."

I didn't wait for a response. I turned and headed right for Leslie's office. I burst into the doorway and told both of them that we had an emergency meeting in the conference room. Brooke jumped up immediately and moved past me with a smile. She was as charming and delightful as ever. Leslie, however, sat there and waited. I stared at her, wondering what she was doing.

"Is something wrong," I asked gently.

"Not at all," she replied, not looking at me. "I will be right there."

"Not good enough," I declared.

I walked over to her desk and grabbed her hand. I helped her stand and then guided her around her desk. She stopped in front of me, our hands still together.

"I'm sorry about what happened in Vegas," she said softly.

"Don't worry," I responded playfully. "I will make you pay for that next time we are alone."

Leslie laughed at my response and finally started to begin to get past it. We left her office hand-in-hand and made our way to the conference room. Everyone was waiting on us and all of the women were staring at me. I grabbed the speaker phone and dialed quickly as Leslie took a seat.

"Hey kid," Bill greeted me again.

"We're all here Bill," I informed him over the box. "What's going on?"

"I have some interesting information for you all," he informed us. "I had some of my best people do a background check on Miss Kylie Samson."

"This doesn't sound good," Leslie commented.

"Well, you tell me," Bill continued. "Kylie Alison Samson, age 37. She divorced multi-millionaire Edwin Samson, a Texas oil-man, last year after 4 years of marriage. She hammered him in the divorce, citing that Edwin had seduced her sister."

"That's fucked up," Penny declared. "But, I still don't like her."

"You shouldn't," Bill agreed. "Edwin's attorneys argued that Kylie and her sister were setting him up to gain a large settlement. You're all gonna love this part. Edwin has sued Kylie twice, losing both times, in an effort to make her return to using her maiden name, Deville."

That information just hung out there for a moment as each of us tried to make the connection. The light bulb went on for several of us, including Leslie.

"So Sienna is her sister," Leslie clarified.

"Bingo," Bill confirmed.

"Now that's fucked up," I noted.

"There's no way she was in Vegas by accident," Brooke suggested.

"I would guess not," Bill concurred. "I don't know how this is going to play out, but you all be careful. Get Mindy and Vivian up to speed as soon as you can. This isn't going to stay a secret very long."

"Bill, thank you," Emma said softly.

"Anything for you, blondie," Bill replied. "Ok, I am off to take Bonnie to dinner. Talk to you all soon."

The line on the speaker box went out and Bill was gone. We all just sat there, no words were exchanged, we just sat in silence.

"We have a shower to finalize for tomorrow," Penny announced as she stood up from the table. "There's a lot to do so let's go do it."

"Penny's right," Emma agreed. "We have this information and they don't know we have it. The next move is theirs. Right now, let's just go about our business."

"I will call Vivian and Mindy," Nikki volunteered. "They should know."

I nodded in agreement as I rose from my seat at the table. The rest of that day was a blur. I couldn't help but wonder where they might take this. Sienna was a piece of work, but her sister seemed to be worse, with a lot more money. My own thoughts drove me crazy until I reached home that night. I am not sure what time I fell asleep, but when I opened my eyes during the night I found Penny curled up under my left arm and Vivian curled up under my right. I did a double-take to make sure I was not imagining this but it was very real. These women were certainly something.

The ladies were out of house early on Saturday morning, to help setup for the shower. They wanted everything to be perfect which left me all alone at home. I slept in and tried to keep my mind off of Kylie and Sienna. I got up after 11am, feeling great. I had a cup of coffee and played some online poker to distract myself. I had a small sandwich for lunch and then sat down to watch a movie. I knew this was one of few opportunities to watch something the ladies wouldn't like, so I grabbed a western. This was shaping up to be a great day until my cell phone rang. It didn't matter who it was, this phone call was going to keep me from watching my movie, and I just knew it. I didn't even bother checking the caller id.

"Hello," I answered in a disgruntled tone.

"I need help," Leslie whined on the other end of the phone.

"That's an understatement," I joked.

"No, I'm serious," she whimpered. "My car won't start and I'm late for the shower and I am just a mess. Can you come help me? Please."

"I'm on my way," I said as I snapped my cell phone shut.

So much for the perfect day. I threw on a pair of jeans and jumped into my car. I drove over to Leslie's, hurrying as much as I could, knowing the effort all these women had put into this shower and what it meant to them. I began to feel bad for her. I pulled up in front of her house and sure enough, her car was sitting in the driveway. I knew nothing about cars, so I was not even going to attempt to do anything with it. I headed for the front door, assuming I would just drive Leslie to the shower myself and then call someone to come take a look at the car.

When I reached the front door, I noticed that it was not completely closed. Naturally, I let myself in, but did not see Leslie anywhere on the main level. I shut the door behind me and continued to examine the main level for any sign of her.

"Leslie, I'm here," I yelled in an attempt to locate her.

"I'm upstairs," she called back. "Can you come help me?"

I wondered what it was that she needed help with now. I convinced myself she had probably purchased a very large shower gift and I was going to be her muscle getting it down the stairs and out of the house. I climbed the stairs with that prospect in my head and a scowl on my face. I walked down the long hallway and saw her bedroom door open. I entered but did not see Leslie. I stepped further into the center of the room and two hands suddenly covered my eyes from behind.

"How pissed would you be if I told you that I lied to you," she whispered.

"Pretty pissed," I growled, feeling that was the case. "And confused."

"Don't be pissed," she said. "I have already been to the shower and my car is fine."

"Then why am I here," I asked firmly, trying not to yell.

"I never got my Vegas night," she reminded me. "And you promised to make me pay for it. I am taking you up on that today. Penny excused me from the shower to tend to our business. She thought it very appropriate that I be punished today."

I did not know what to say to her at that moment. She had set up me good. I suddenly had a feeling that today wasn't going to be that bad after all.

"So, what punishment did you have in mind," I asked with a big smile on my face.

"Well, that's really for you to decide," she advised me. "We do have some rules we have to follow today, though."

"Really, what are the rules," I asked very curiously.

"Well, since this is punishment for me, you can't fuck me or touch my pussy in any way," Leslie informed me. "Penny thought that was a fair compromise. She also didn't want you to torture me, so you only get to cum twice and then you have to leave immediately."

"Are you serious," I pleaded. "That's just not fair."

"Life isn't fair," she snapped at me. "Neither is this game on certain days. Like when I was unfair to you in Las Vegas. I will accept my punishment like a true professional. No whimpering, no bitching, just doing what I need to do."

"So I get to decide how and where I pop twice and then I have to get lost," I simplified.

"That's the size of it," she concurred.

"Well then, why don't we get to it," I stated.

Leslie uncovered my eyes and stepped out from behind me. She was really not playing fair as the moment that I saw her I wanted to pin her to the floor and fuck her brains out. She looked amazing in a pink lace top that was tied together between her tits and a matching pink lace skirt that was completely see-thru and covered nothing. Her hair was in pigtails and she had pink sandals on that laced all the way up her calf, tying just below her knee. I almost exploded in my pants at that moment. She smiled when she noticed the immediate reaction in my pants.

Leslie wasted no time removing my shoes, sock, pants and boxers. My prick sprung to life as it was released and Leslie began licking it furiously. She ran her tongue up and down the length of my shaft as I tossed my shirt aside. I loved having her touch me and wanted to ravage her body badly. She looked up at me while she was lapping at the head of my dick and batted her eyelashes lustily.

Leslie stood up while keeping her right hand on my rod. She kissed my neck as she stroked me lightly.

"Can I make a suggestion," she whispered.

"Absolutely," I groaned in response.

"How about we cover things top to bottom," she offered.

"What did you have in mind," I asked in my covetousness haze.

"You cum once on the top half of my body and once on the bottom half," she clarified. "My tits and then my shoes. You would like that, wouldn't you?"

I am not sure if there was a heterosexual man alive that wouldn't like that.

"Yes, please," I replied in a whisper.

Leslie accepted my response and returned to her position on her knees. She ripped her pink lace top over her head and tossed it aside, letting her firm C-cups free. She spit on my cock as she stroked it. She laid my dick on her chest and pressed her firm tits together around it quickly. She moved up and down allowing my cement shaft to pass back and forth between her breasts quickly. It felt amazing.

Leslie continued to let saliva drip out of her mouth, down her chin and fall onto her breasts as she worked my tool between them. I rocked back and forth in rhythm with her, guiding my pole up and down between her boobs. Her flesh mounds pressed my pecker tightly as I pumped it between them. Looking down at her complete sexiness as I fucked her tits firmly, I felt my peak building.

"Come on, be a good boy and pop on my titties," Leslie encouraged me.

I continued to ram my rod in the middle of her melons rapidly until I reached my pinnacle. I discharged violently, spewing my milk all over her magnificent tits and several shots hit her in the bottom of the chin. My knee buckled at the intensity of my orgasm as I groaned loudly upon cumming. Leslie never stopped smiling as I burst my nut all over her bosom.

When I was completely milked, she began rubbing my cock firmly, preventing it from getting soft. She massaged me for a short time until she began to stroke my shaft very firmly. Her deliberate motions brought all the circulation back to my member and got me rock hard once again. Leslie continued to pump away on my pecker as precum once again began to leak from my tip. My fluid lubricated her hand and my tool, allowing her to manipulate me at a much faster pace.

Leslie stroked me as hard and fast as she knew how, ferociously wailing on my pole until I felt my next load developing. I groaned loudly as she thrusted her hand back and forth on my member. Sensing that my explosion was near, Leslie let go of my cock and laid down on the floor. She presented her feet and shoes to me as I picked up where she left off stroking my prick at a brutal pace.

I grunted very loudly as I ejected my second batch all over her sexy shoes and feet. I shot rocket after rocket of spunk onto her toes and the straps of her shoes. I groaned loudly again with my final jet of juice. I shuttered and shivered as a wave of ecstasy passed through me. The intensity overwhelmed me at that moment and I dropped to one knee.

As I was catching my breath, Leslie stood up and walked over to me. She leaned down and kissed me on the cheek.

"You need to go," she reminded me.

"I know," I said as she disappeared into her bathroom, shutting the door firmly behind her.

I took a moment or two to collect myself then I stood and gathered my cloths. I dressed quickly and was out the door in a rush. When I got home, the house was still empty. I went ahead and put on the western I was going to watch before I left. I sat down on the couch and thought about how good life was at that moment.

I am not sure how little of the movie I actually saw, but my next recollection was Vivian shaking me to life.

"Time for bed," she smiled down at me.

I stood up and she grabbed my hand. She led me up the stairs and into my room. We climbed into bed and I drifted off quickly with her in my arms. This had been one wildly intense day.

What would tomorrow bring?



Adventures with Penny Ch. 23



Chapter 23 -- Jack of All Trades

The next morning I woke up early with a great deal of energy. My eyes seemed to spring open and they were not going to close again, that was very evident after laying in bed for about 15 minutes trying to go back to sleep. Vivian was still very much asleep next to me, so I gingerly climbed out of bed and headed downstairs.

I had a large cup of coffee and then used my abundance of energy to be productive around the house. I washed all of the dishes in the sink, put on a load of laundry that was near the machine and cleaned out some old items from the refrigerator. I sat down at the table with my second cup of coffee that morning when Penny made her way downstairs. She sat at the table, directly across from me. She helped herself to a sip of my coffee, which I promptly surrendered to her in its entirety.

"Good morning, sunshine," I leaned across the table and whispered to her.

She smiled wide and stared at me adoringly.

"How was the shower," I asked politely.

"Oh boy, did you miss a show and a half," Penny informed me.

"Really," I said, rather surprised. "What did I miss?"

"Let's see, where do I start," she pondered aloud.

"There was that much going on," I questioned, now quite confused but intrigued.

"Oh yeah," Penny laughed. "Nikki's mom and Monica's mom got into a pissing contest about who spent more money on gifts. It was classic and Nikki was really angry."

"Families make things tough," I remarked. "How did that end up?"

"Nikki's dad showed up at the end and fixed everything," she explained. "He always does whatever he has to for Nikki. It's a fantastic bond they share. When he changed all his business plans to make sure he was there for the wedding, after being so hard on her when she said she wanted to marry Monica, things changed between them. They are really in sync these days. I'm jealous."

"Don't be jealous," I commented. "Be happy for Nikki and proud of yourself. Trust me; it's less painful that way. So, it sounds like everything worked out alright."

"Yeah, but that was just the first thing," she continued. "Monica's sister broke her ankle."

"How in the hell did that happen," I inquired with full interest and attention.

"Well, she kept talking about Mindy's shoes all day," Penny began. "Mindy was wearing a pair of six-inch patent leather pumps with small platforms in the front. Dianne was commenting how sexy there were and how she had to get a pair. She mentioned that they were the same shoe size, so Mindy let her try them on later in the day and after a few steps, she went down, hard. Needless to say, off to the hospital she went, during the gifts. Charming."

"I'm glad she's not hurt too bad, but I have to admit, that's actually pretty funny," I stated. "Still not too bad."

"Well, you might change your mind after you hear this one," Penny corrected me. "Jack showed up. He came in looking for Emma and when he couldn't find her, he flipped his lid. He said she was off fucking you and that she was a whore. He accused each of us of covering for her and called us all home wreckers. He was making an awful scene until Emma came out of the ladies room. She grabbed him by the collar and dragged him out the door. I am sure it was ugly after that. Things there are very bad."

"Shit," I exclaimed. "That is one messy situation."

"No kidding," Penny agreed. "He is such a jackass. I don't know why she stays with him."

"That is her choice," I told her. "Bill said something to me once about Jack making Emma happy. He didn't go into detail but I have a feeling it has something to do with their game. Besides, I think there is more to it than meets the eyes. Something is telling me that Jack did not put this puzzle together all by himself."

"You think someone is in Jack's ear," she asked.

"Either consistently or someone simply planted a seed in his head that something wasn't right and he is running with it," I expounded. "It feels very contrived for me to accept everything we are seeing at face value."

"I don't like him to begin with and he isn't all that bright," Penny admitted. "Who would tell him such a thing? It's really none of anyone else's business anyway."

"True, but when has that ever stopped people from talking," I rationalized. "It could be anyone who senses something is out of place with all of us. I think we both have the same thought as to who could ultimately be behind such a thing."

"She wouldn't dare," Penny exclaimed. "We have an agreement."

"Do you think that would stop her if she smelled blood in the water," I asked her rhetorically. "Anyway, why don't we help Emma out and put Jack's mind at ease?"

"How do you suggest we do that," she inquired as she sipped her coffee.

"Set him up," I answered clearly.

"Set him up," she repeated inquisitively.

"Set him up," I said again. "Have him come to the office and find me and you screwing. Visual evidence that I am not doing his wife."

"I like how you are thinking," Penny complimented me. "But I think we can do better than that."

"How so," I asked, now very fascinated with her new train of thought.

"Let's have him find you with someone else," she announced. "This way he thinks you are sneaking around and trying to keep me from finding out that you are banging someone else."

"Wow, I am impressed," I confessed. "That is a very good idea. So who is it going to be?"

"Let me decide," she said. "It will all become clear to you at the appropriate time."

I knew she was on her game when her mind worked like this. She was magical. We spent the rest of the day hanging out and doing a lot of nothing. 

Work the next day was buzzing with the events of the shower. Emma spent most of her day in meetings and the rest with her office door closed. I felt for her and hoped that we could help. I focused on work and tried to stay out of everyone's way over the next two days. It was at the end of the work day on Wednesday before I even had a chance to see Emma. She tapped lightly on my open office door to get my attention as my head was buried in the papers on my desk. It was after 6pm and she had her briefcase in her hand.

"I'm catching a ride home with Penny," she said to me. "Have a good night."

"You too," I called cordially as she turned and headed for the front door.

I put my head down and went back to the statements I was reviewing. I noticed out of my peripherals that her frame had moved back into the doorway. I picked my head up again and was surprised to find Penny, not Emma, standing there.

"See you at home later," she acknowledged. "Jack is coming here to pick Emma up in a little while."

I thought about that for a moment. I opened my mouth to respond but Penny was already ¾ of the way across the office. She disappeared out the front door and I went back to work yet again. Her last remark was still running through my head. It made no sense, but then again, it made all the sense in the world. I continued working until another shadow filled my open door. I looked up, very much expecting to see Jack.

"You look like you are working hard," Brooke remarked as she stood there.

She looked very nice as I scanned her frame with my eyes. She had on a black jacket and skirt suit with an electric blue blouse and black pumps. I was taken aback by how sexy she was to me at that moment. Actually, Brooke was sexy to me at almost every moment. Her smile was like coming home.

"How was your day," I asked her.

"Boring," she disclosed. "I spent it at two closings. Big deal. I am hoping my evening will be a little better though."

"Really, do you have plans," I inquired casually.

"As a matter of fact, I do," she admitted.

She stepped into my office and took off her jacket. She dropped it nonchalantly onto one of the guest chairs in front of my desk. She looked at me with lust filled eyes as she unbuttoned the top button of her blouse. I leaned back in my chair to watch carefully as she continued. 

Brooke undid the next button on her blouse, followed by the next. She worked her way slowly down to the last button before turning away from me. She let her blouse fall off her shoulders and slide down her smooth arms before it fell slowly, like a feather, to the floor. The arch in the small of her back was the perfect curve of a woman. At that moment she was more classically beautiful that any Greek sculpture. She reached up and unhooked her bra, letting it fall as well. 

She turned back to me, her gorgeous and firm tits free for me to behold. She walked slowly around my desk and stood over me in my chair. She sat herself on my desk in front of me as my dick began to respond heavily to the heat that was coming from her. Brooke slowly hiked up her skirt so that her uncovered pussy was visible from where I was sitting. She seductively ran two fingers across her lips and clit.

I grinned selfishly as I stared at Brooke. She leaned forward and undid my belt. She slid herself off of my desk and pulled my pants down past my knees. My throbbing cock sprang forward as I leaned back in my chair. Brooke threw one leg over my right hip and then her other leg over my left hip. Like a woman possessed, she kissed me firmly as I reached around her midsection and grabbed her fantastic ass with both hands. 

We continued to kiss as I guided my stiff pole to her extremely moist opening. I inserted myself inside of her, causing her to gasp. I kissed her again as I pushed my entire length into her hole. Brooke purred seductively as our hips began to move in unison. We rocked back and forth in my chair as our bodies continued to meld together. The vein on the underside of my meatstick was pulsating wildly as I penetrated her box repeatedly. She held my face in her hands and kissed me repeatedly, one peck at a time.

Our pace picked up as lust overtook us. Brooke kissed my neck and nibbled on my ear. I fondled and sucked on her beautiful breasts as we fucked intensely. She was now moving up and down on top of me intensely, thrusting herself down onto my cock forcefully. Brooke moaned as we continued and I felt my own climax building until we were interrupted.

"What the fuck is going on here," an angry voice growled at us from the doorway of my office.

I was startled to see Jack standing there staring at us. I knew he was coming to the office but had gotten very lost in the heat of the moments Brooke and I were sharing. Brooke bolted off of me and stood behind my chair as an attempt to cover her exposed body. I pulled up my pants and tucked my prick away. I stood and ushered Jack out of my office into the main part of our suite.

"Can I help you with something, Jack," I asked him firmly.

"Where the fuck is Emma," Jack screamed at me.

"She left a little while ago," I told him calmly.

"Left with who," he barked. "She didn't have a car."

"She got a ride with Penny," I informed him in my most normal of tones, although a part of me wanted to really lay into him.

"Oh," was his only response.

He looked confused.

"If you could not mention what you saw to Penny, I would appreciate that," I requested of him.

"I see," he said, his tone now visibly calmer. "When I saw the blonde hair I initially thought it was Emma."

"Sounds like you have a lot on your mind," I commented carefully. 

I wanted to hammer him for being a douchebag, but this was a man-to-man moment, so I let him off the hook.

"I think I just need some sleep," he remarked in a very macho tone, trying to cover up the real issues he was having. "Besides, you have your hands full."

I nodded and Jack turned to leave. He strolled across the office and out the front door without another word. I couldn't help but laugh to myself as I returned to my office. Brooke was now sitting in my chair, smiling at me.

"Mission accomplished," I stated.

"Not quite," she corrected me as she stood up and made her way over to me.

Brooke threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. It was a beautiful kiss and I wrapped my arms around her tightly. I leaned back and lifted her slightly off the ground in my arms. I quickly put her down and backed her up against my desk. Brooke lifted herself onto my desk and laid back. She spread her legs wide for me as I gazed into her gorgeous blue eyes.

"Finish what you started," she urged.

I wasted no time in dropping my pants once again. My cock sprang free as my pants hit the floor. I pressed my still firm, sticky member to her opening and injected myself inside her again. She felt amazing and I groaned loudly as I drove my dick entirely into her very wet pussy. I grabbed her thighs as she closed her legs and threw them both over my left shoulder. I pulled her to me as I inserted my prick again and again. Her wetness swallowed my rod over and over as I worked in and out of her vagina.

I breathed heavily as I fucked her harder. I crashed into her flesh time after time with great force. Brooke began to squeal and squirm on my desk as I pounded her box relentlessly with my rock hard pole. She screamed loudly several times as she came. She shook violently underneath me as I continued ramming myself into her flooded opening. I stared directly into her eyes as I hammered her hole brutally with my cock.

I couldn't get enough of fucking her at that moment. I growled loudly as I battered her pussy with my shaft. I plunged my length into her viciously as she continued to cry out. I ejaculated inside her walls suddenly. I released jet after jet of fluid into her gash until I had none left to give. I filled her with my spunk before crashing onto one of the guest chairs behind me.

Neither of us moved for what felt like a long while. Finally Brooke sat up and pulled herself off of my desk. She adjusted her skirt and collected her scattered clothing. I sat there and watched as she dressed. She was stunning. I couldn't peel my eyes away from her as she buttoned up her blouse.

"What are you staring at," she asked pleasantly.

"Just an angel," I replied. "An angel that moves me."

"Or at least moves a part of you," she laughed in response.

"That's not what I meant at all," I advised her.

"I know," she acknowledged. "But now is not the time to get mushy."

"Why not," I postured.

She looked at me adoringly before changing her gaze to a devious smile. She walked towards me as she threw her jacket over her shoulder. She leaned down and kissed me on the mouth deeply before exiting my office. I heard her walk across the suite and out the front door. I smiled as I sat there thinking of her.

I collected myself, redressing and clearing my head before shutting down the office for the night. I headed out to my car to find that someone was waiting for me.

"That was well orchestrated," Sienna said as she leaned against my car.

"I thought so," I agreed as I moved past her and opened the driver's door.

"Not happy to see me," she asked rhetorically. "It's been too long, don't you think?"

"I thought we had an understanding," I reminded her. "Don't you think poisoning Jack's mind violated that understanding?"

"I see your point, and I would agree with you if I was still in charge of my own game," she said. "But I have been replaced. Times change, as you know."

I climbed into my car and started the engine. I shut the door and rolled down the window. Sienna looked at me curiously.

"Tell your sister Kylie we all said 'Game On,'" I instructed her.

Sienna's face dropped and she stared at me in utter disbelief.

"How did you know," she questioned cautiously.

Her mouth was agape with complete shock. I knew I had rattled her by having that information. I had waited for this moment but I never imagined it would be this satisfying. I liked rattling her cage. It gave me a sense of striking back for all of the times she had struck out at us. I had struck a blow to her ego and she deserved it. I only wished that Emma could have been there to see it.

"If you push, be prepared for us, all of us, to push back," I scolded her.

"I don't know about that," she countered. "You always seemed to take a punch real well."

"Times change, as you know," I quoted her words to her. "I am sure that our dealings are far from over, but tell your sister that it's in her best interest to leave Jack out of this."

I put the car in drive and began to pull away. I only went a few feet and then I stopped. I leaned my head out the window and looked back at her.

"By the way, if you are still here in ten minutes, I will have your ass arrested for trespassing," I yelled to her before speeding off towards home. 



Adventures with Penny Ch. 24



Chapter 24 -- Fantasy Football

I spent the balance of that week struggling within myself. I debated heavily the merits of telling the women about my encounter with Sienna or keeping that information to myself. I found reasons for both sides of my internal struggle, but the right decision was eluding me. We had a full team meeting at the end of the day on Friday and I knew I needed to decide by that meeting if I was going to share the information or not.

By the time that meeting rolled around, I still had not come to a decision. We all sat around the large table in the conference room as Leslie outlined some new plans and projects for our office. I was not listening. The only thing I could hear were the voices in my head, reminding me of the pros and cons of revealing the facts I knew. Our game was different, based on honesty. I should tell them what I know. Our game was different, based on trust. They should trust me to do right with my knowledge if I chose not to share it in order to protect them. They were all strong women, they didn't need my protection, but I cared for them and wanted to provide them protection anyway. I was far away and lost in my thoughts when it finally caught up to me.

"Are you thinking about something more interesting than what is going on here," Leslie asked me in a very teacher-like tone.

"Sorry," I repented quickly. "I have something to share with all of you."

"Well, please, go ahead," Leslie replied. "Never let work get in the way of a good story."

"Right," I agreed quickly, trying to deflect her agitation. "When I left the office on Wednesday night, I had a visitor waiting for me in the parking lot."

"After I left," Brooke questioned.

"Yes," I informed her. "I was about 15 minutes behind you in getting out of here and Sienna was waiting to see me."

"Go on," Emma urged, as she hung on every word.

"I won't give you the play-by-play, but I did learn some interesting facts," I informed them. "Sienna wasn't the one stirring things up with Jack, Kylie was. Sienna admitted it. But wait, it gets better. Her sister is now running their game."

"That makes some sense," Leslie admitted. "Mindy mentioned that Brad has been exceptionally smug on campus that last few days. He told Mindy that change was good and she was going to be sorry for choosing our game over theirs."

"Yeah, I think Ms. Samson has plans for their little boy-toy," I said. "She comes off as a woman who likes things her way. I think young Bradley is in for a rough ride."

"I don't like where this is headed," Brooke stated. "They are devious."

"I think we will be able to handle whatever they throw at us," Emma assured her.

"Well, now we all know the facts," Penny interjected abruptly. "Meeting over."

We all left the conference room and I went back to my office. I felt like a weight had been lifted after I told them. I had to continue to remind myself that this was a team. My independent spirit and desire to protect those I cared for was getting in the way of the ideals that made this game work. I needed to get control of myself.

The office was quiet for the rest of the time I spent there. I headed out just after 6pm and things at home were mostly quiet on Friday night as well. Vivian was at Emma's and Penny didn't get home until much later than I. When she did get home, I thought that I sensed some anger from her but we didn't get into it. I stayed out of her way and went to bed.

I spent Saturday running errands and doing research, as the day passed in a flash. Sunday was a day I had been looking forward to for a while. Each year, on the day before or the day of the Chargers first preseason game, I got together with 9 of my former college baseball teammates for our annual fantasy football draft. 

We met just before noon that Sunday at Champs sports bar in Burbank. We commandeered 3 tables in the back corner of the bar and went to work. It was good to see all the guys again, as we got older there wasn't nearly enough time to get together and do things. I certainly missed the camaraderie. We caught up with small talk as analysis charts, magazine and even several laptop computers were lined up in preparation of today's event.

Fried bar food and pitchers of beer soon crowded the tables as our draft began. The afternoon was spent picking players and making deals until sometime that evening we had 10 teams ready for action and everyone surrendered their entry fee for the season. We split up the bar bill and said our goodbyes, knowing that we would see each other for our postseason get together. I left bar having had what I deemed to be a successful draft and an entirely way too enjoyable day with the boys.

When I got home, it was quite an odd scene. I pulled into the driveway and noticed that the house was mostly dark, aside from a light on in Penny's room. I made my way inside to find more darkness. I turned on a few lights as I made my way to my room. I passed Penny's room, observing that the door was shut, which was rarely the case. I changed into a t-shirt and shorts before heading back down to the living room.

I grabbed a beer and found my favorite spot on the couch as I flipped on the television. I was ready for some football and tonight was the Chargers first preseason game. Yes, at heart I rooted for my hometown Steelers, but living on the left coast, I had to take a local team under my wing as well. The Chargers were the best choice since I couldn't bring myself to root for the 49ers or the Raiders and the Arizona Cardinals were an organization that was a perpetual mess. 

I settled on the Chargers in college since my roommate's brother worked for the organization. Most of the guys on the baseball team rooted for them as well so it made it very easy to keep up. Now, I was a part-time resident of Charger nation while I still kept tabs on my Steelers. I was reviewing the team I had drafted that afternoon and the game was about to kick off when I was summoned.

"Hey, can you come help me," Penny called from upstairs.

I rose from my chair and made my way up the stairs, wondering what she had done now. As I reached the top of the stairs, her bedroom door was now open. I peered inside and Penny was nowhere to be found. I looked twice to make sure, but she was certainly not in her room. I retreated and moved down the hall to my room. I pushed open the door and took in a stunning sight.

Penny was lying on my bed. She had on her pink Brett Favre jersey, pink lace boyshorts and pink thigh high stockings. I was complete shocked to find her like this. I could not take my eyes off of her as she stared back at me.

"I think I can be more entertaining than that game," she said to me lustily.

"I don't doubt that at all," I agreed.

She stood up off my bed and walked over to me. She stopped when she was directly in front of me and looked up at me curiously. I brushed her hair back behind her ear and smiled at her.

"I'm sorry I was cranky with you this weekend," she offered. "I thought you should have told me about your encounter with Sienna before you told anyone else. I was being bitchy and selfish about it, but I was wrong. I am working on being able to handle sharing you better. Keep in mind, I am young and prone to silliness."

I said nothing. I leaned down and kissed her on the mouth softly. We kissed for a long time as we stood there. I held her tight, little frame as my mouth devoured hers. Finally, Penny pulled away and walked back to my bed.

"Come get me," she purred as she bent at the waist to remove her little lace shorts. 

I winced as I watched her, noticing a small wet spot had formed on my shorts. I dropped my shorts where I stood and tossed my shirt aside. My rock hard dick stood straight out in front of me and acted like a guide as I walked across my room to where Penny was.

As I approached, she turned away from me, allowing me to grab her from behind. I pulled her body to mine and kissed her neck. My throbbing rod rested comfortably on her exposed backside while my hand found there way under her jersey. Penny was not wearing a bra, much to my delight. I massaged her beautiful tits as I continued to kiss and lick her neck. Penny breathed out heavily as I groped her fantastic body. I lifted her jersey over her head and tossed it aside.

"I want you inside me," she revealed. "Right now."

I ran my hand down to her waist and forced her forward slightly to separate our bodies. I guided my cock to her opening from behind as Penny bent over slightly. I found her wet spot and slid inside of her easily, as if I had been made to fit there. I groaned as I pushed my entire length into her opening. I placed my hands on her hips and began to pull back.

I pushed into her again as she gasped slightly. I retracted again and forcefully pushed back in. Penny moaned softly. I rocked my hips to withdraw and insert again. She was moving her hips with mine as I picked up my pace. I injected myself into her box again, this time very firmly.

"Oh yes," Penny groaned. "Come on, give it to me good."

I did as instructed and increased my speed and force again. I crashed into her gash with my tool over and over at a very quick tempo. Our flesh slapped together as I slammed into her again. My cock was swelling as I jammed it inside of Penny one more time. She was breathing heavily as I pumped my pecker into her wetness again and again.

I pulled her to me as I brutally rammed her vagina with my spear. I plowed into her box once again and Penny yelped. I loved hearing her react to my force. I fucked her like mad as she put one leg up on the bed, giving me greater access to her hole. I pounded her pussy as if I were possessed. Penny howled as I rocked in and out of her furiously.

I felt her shaking as I continued to hammer away on her flesh. I watched my dick disappear into her each time as she continued to spasm and shiver in front of me. I pulled her to me again, violently now.

"OH GOD," she screamed loudly as a wave of ecstasy overtook her.

I repeated the vicious introduction of my shaft into her hole. I felt my scrotum tighten firmly as I pounded her vagina. I grunted with delight as I exploded intensely inside of her. I sprayed stream after stream of goo into her slot. I filled her with every drop that was inside of me, rocketing what felt like gallons of jism into her.

Penny crashed face-down on the bed in front of me. I collapsed next to her in a heap, exhausted. She curled up next to me but said nothing. We laid in the silence until my eyes closed softly as I held her.



Adventures with Penny Ch. 25



Chapter 25 -- Family Business

My eyes sprang open and I looked around my room frantically. I was not sure what the sound was that woke me but I desperately wanted it to stop. I saw Penny beside me, still sleeping soundly. I snapped my head left and then right until the noise revealed itself. My cell phone was ringing. I grabbed it quickly off my nightstand and looked anxiously at the caller id.

It was my mother. I turned and looked at the clock. 4:45am. That meant it was 7:45am in Pennsylvania. Why in the hell was she calling me this early? Something immediately felt wrong.

"Ma, are you alright," I answered hurriedly.

"Yes, I am fine," she confirmed quickly. Her tone of voice was eerily calm. "It's Uncle Phil. He's been in a pretty bad car accident."

"OH MY GOD," I exclaimed loudly in the dark. "What happened? How bad is he?"

"He was hit head-on as he was driving home from Murphy's," she informed me. "He suffered mostly cuts and bruises. Also, his right leg was completely shattered. They are operating now to stabilize him. They expect him to fully recover after therapy and rehab. It's going to take a while and he is going to need to learn to walk on it again when he regains his strength."

"Fuck," I snapped, causing Penny to begin to stir beside me. "I will book a flight and get home as soon as possible."

"I knew you would understand," my mother acknowledged peacefully. "I love you. Call me when you have your arrangements made."

"I love you too, mom," I said as I hung up.

Penny had crawled into a sitting position and was wiping the sleep from her eyes as she looked at me.

"What's going on," she asked with a yawn.

"Nothing," I told her gently, shifting my voice to a calm, soft tone so as not to worry her. "Go back to sleep, sunshine. There's no need for you to be up right now."

I got off my bed and headed for the door of my room.

"If you love me don't shut me out," Penny stated as I walked to the door. "Let me in."

I turned and she got off of the bed. She walked over to where I was standing and hugged me tightly as she yawned again. I held her as the tears began to flow down my face. I hadn't cried like that in quite a while. My uncle Phil was the closest thing I had known to a father in my life. He was my mother's brother and he took it upon himself to take care of me since my dad was never involved with me. Uncle Phil taught me everything from how to throw a baseball to how to balance my check book. He was a real man, something I always aspired to be and never quite felt that I was. Now, he was hurt. The thought of it was killing me as I stood there holding my Penny. 

Uncle Phil owned a small hardware store and I knew that he was going to need me to help him get through this. For all the times I needed him and he was there for me, I couldn't say no, nor did I want to. When I needed money for my first car, Uncle Phil gave me a loan. When I got arrested for public intoxication, uncle Phil bailed me out. When I overslept and missed the bus to the state finals my junior year, Uncle Phil drove me the 280 miles. Now, I knew that he needed my help and there was not a single fiber of my being that was going to let him down.

I composed myself and we went downstairs. Penny made coffee while I made phone calls. I booked a flight for that afternoon. I got a rental car for when I reached home and I touched base with my mother again. Penny and I worked out a plan for me to go to the office, inform everyone of what was going on and then she was going to take me to the airport. She was more helpful and loving during this time than I deserved.

I retreated upstairs and packed my things as swiftly, yet thoroughly as possible. I loaded my bags into Penny's car as the sun came up. I took a shower and prepared to go to the office. When she was ready, we headed to the office together. We arrived before everyone else. I did some work on my computer and filled Penny in on where I was leaving each of my open items related to the office.

As soon as everyone had arrived we gathered in the conference room. Vivian had come to the office at Penny's request and Penny swiftly dialed Mindy's number on the speaker phone as all the women were staring at her. Mindy picked up on the third ring.

"Hello," she yawned loudly.

"Mindy, it's me," I stated clearly.

"Hey, you," she said softly. "What's up?"

"I am here at the office with everyone else," I announced. "You are on speaker phone."

"Hey everybody," she greeted them casually. "What is going on?"

"Yeah, what is going on," Brooke repeated eagerly.

"I have to go home," I announced clearly. "My uncle has been in a major car accident and his right leg was shattered. I need to go help out for a while as he heals. I hope you can all understand."

"Oh my god," Leslie responded. "I hope he's alright."

"I don't have many details, only that he is in surgery," I informed them all. "I am not sure how long I will be gone, but he is the closest thing I have to a dad, so I have to help him however I can. It sounds like several surgeries and a lengthy rehab are going to be necessary for him."

"Will you be coming back," Vivian asked, with tears on her cheeks. "When he is better and healthy are you planning on returning to us?"

"Yes," I half-admitted and half-questioned myself. "But I am not sure when that will be."

"Family is extremely important," Brooke said, also crying. "We will wait for you to come back. Our thoughts will certainly be with you."

"Yes," Penny agreed, standing right next to me. "We will wait for you."

"Yes," Leslie followed.

"Yes," Mindy agreed through the speaker box.

"Absolutely," Nikki added, having been silent up until that point.

"Go home," Emma said clearly. "We will be here when you get back. Waiting. Keep us informed as to what is going on and we will keep you in our thoughts. This little break might be good for everyone."

I nodded and smiled as Emma tried to put a positive spin on my leaving.

"Mindy, I wish you were here," I said to the speaker box. "Thank you all. I will call you and update you as to how things are going and when I will be back. Now Mindy, go to class."

"I'll miss you," Mindy said as she hung up the phone.

I hugged each of the women as I said my goodbyes. Small kisses on the cheeks and good thoughts came from each of them. I had thanked each of them until only Brooke was left. I stepped towards her to say goodbye and she shook her head angrily.

"I am going to the airport with you," she declared through her tears.

I nodded.

I thanked everyone again and headed out of the office. They had all made this so much easier than I anticipated. I made my way across the suite and out the front door, with Penny and Brooke hot on my heels. Penny drove and I sat in the backseat with Brooke. She held my hand and laid her head on my shoulder for the entire ride to the airport. 

When we arrived, I exited Penny's car quickly and collected my bags from the trunk. I stood there with my luggage and looked at the two of them.

"This is as far as we go," I told them. "I can't bear to see your faces at that gate. So please, let's say goodbye here."

Brooke threw her arms around me and hugged me tightly. She cried into my chest until she composed herself. She looked up at me and the tears began to flow again.

"I love you, angel," I said to her. "I will keep you updated."

I kissed her on the cheek as she let me go. Penny moved to me and wrapped her arms around me softly. She rested her head on my chest but was not crying.

"I love you," she proclaimed. "I'll see you soon. I know it."

I tilted my head down and kissed her on the top of her head.

"Of course you will, sunshine," I agreed with her. "Thank you."

She pulled away and I kissed her gently on the lips. I grabbed my luggage and smiled at them both. Penny reached over and grabbed Brooke's hand in a gesture of true kindness. It moved me to see that and I was on the verge of breaking down. Saying goodbye was never easy, especially when I was this conflicted.

I turned and headed into the terminal. I checked-in at the counter and made my way to the gate. As I boarded the plane I felt more torn than I ever had before. I wished desperately that one of those two magical women was coming with me. For the life of me, I had no idea which one I wished it was. My thoughts turned to my family and Uncle Phil. It was time to take care of business at home and I felt like dwelling on my thoughts for those women was being selfish.

As the plane taxied and took to the sky, one thought repeated in my mind. That moment, only a few short moments ago, was very possibly the last time I would ever see any of the women who had made the last year of my life the greatest adventure any man has ever had.

I forced myself to accept right then that the game was over.