“That was what I said!” Cally says smiling.
“Cally, be careful. This has nothing to do with you, and I would hate to see you become hurt,” Joseph explains.
“Ah, you're concerned with my safety?” Cally asks looking wide-eyed.
Joseph smiles back. “Geez no, I have never seen Ty this happy in years, who will look after him?”
“You think we are dating. No, no, it's nothing like that,” Cally replies.
“See how it goes, it runs in our family, we are all a good catch,” he says winking at Cally.
“You want anything to eat?” I ask. Fuck she’s so delicious in those leggings and pink, fluffy sweater.
“You're kidding. There are no flies in here, that tells you how bad it is,” Cally says giggling.
Joseph makes his excuses, he has to get back to the club. He explains he has to do some digging into the Simon James scenario. He stands up from the table and heads from the diner. We watch as he climbs into and old rusty Buick.
“That’s not Josephs car,” Cally says, puzzled.
“Maybe that’s why he is not followed!” I say with a laugh.
We decide to brave the diner’s coffee, again. Joseph can have a head start so we are not seen anywhere together.
The waitress wanders over, “Do you have any cream please,” I ask.
“We have sugar,” she replies laughing.
“So, there is no cream or milk?”
“We have sugar,” she says.
I look at Cally, and she is smiling at me.
“What’s wrong with you?” I ask.
“A dump like this having cream. Come on,” she replies with a grin.
I spoon in a couple of extra sugars and take a sip. This stuff is damned strong. My eyes feel like they are on stalks.
“What time you have to be at the club?” I ask Cally.
“Threeish,” she says; her full tits bursting out of the sweater.
“It looks like you're going to have to lie to Shona again,” Ty says.
“Fuck yeah, I hate lying to her,” Cally replies. “What are you doing today?” she asks.
“I want to see if I can catch hold of Beau. See if he knows this other guy.”
“He should be at the club; he'll be tucked away in his office. He likes to keep away from all the public attention,” Cally says.
“I forgot to say, thanks for that on the bike, that was very cool and very smart,” I say. She’s a total bad girl.
“As Joseph says, who is going to look after you?” Cally replies sipping the yucky coffee.
“Well, we should be heading off. we don’t want to be stranded out here,” I say as I grab my jacket.
Since we sat with Joseph, Cally had learned more about what Joseph’s position was in the world and also had a little more insight into what I was doing.
With regards to the photos, I had every faith in what Joseph said, and Simon James would be looking for him rather than me. There was one slight downfall to that point. All three of us are identical. So, how was Simon James going to tell the difference?
I was puzzled at who the two guys were. If Joseph was right and they were not from Simon, who had sent them after me, today?
We headed back into the city. Our eyes wide open, and this was not from looking for anyone who may chase us. It was from the damned rocket fuel the diner was selling. The stuff pretending to be coffee.
I can see the city approaching. The turn for the docklands would be in a couple of miles. Cally was gripping my waist. Her head resting on my back. I felt sort of complete. No longer was I riding alone. I had a partner who was with me.
We arrive at the security gate for the club. The security guard is getting the hang of my arrivals, finally. The barrier was already up as we approached.
I drive across the parking lot and park by the Spa entrance.
“I need a good shower, I'm shattered,” Cally says as she removes her helmet.
“I know how you feel. I think my body has crashed after that coffee. Those coffees,” I reply feeling drained.
We walk through the spa reception and enter the secret door to the club. It feels strange to be in the club before it's open. The whole atmosphere is very different. The sounds of the music is replaced by the chatter of the cleaning staff and vacuum cleaners whirring in the background.
“Follow me, let’s have a rest for a while,” Cally says as she opens the door to the office.
We walk inside and close the door. Cally kicks off her shoes and walks to the couch.
“If you want a lie-down, the couch will have to do,” she says.
“I would say I'm fine, but I can hardly keep my eyes open,” I reply in truth.
I remove my boots and climb onto the couch. The cushion goes perfectly under my head. Cally climbs on next to me and nuzzles herself close to my chest. I close my eyes. The smell of Cally fills the air. She wraps her arm over my chest as she falls to sleep.
“Well if it isn’t Romeo and Juliette?” I hear.
I open one eye. Beau is standing over Cally and me. I raise my hand and wave.
“I thought Joseph was making it up; I have seen it with my own eyes,” Beau says.
“Look who’s talking, Mr. Whirlwind romance himself,” I reply sleepily.
“That was totally different!” Beau says.
Cally wakes and sits up. I swing my legs from the couch.
“What a day!” I say to Beau.
“Joseph told me you were chased, are you sure it was you they wanted?” Beau asks.
“What do you mean?”
“You never know, maybe it was Cally they were after?” he says.
“Why the hell would they be after her?” I ask, confused.
“There are some strange guys that come in here, they see girls, and they want them for themselves,” he says plainly.
“That’s not possible; they wouldn’t know she was at my place.”
“Well, just be wary of it, you never know,” Beau says.
“I'm glad you're here; I wanted to see you,” I say.
“What is it, bro?” he asks.
I reach into my pocket and take out the photos I showed Joseph.
“Ah, Joseph said you had a picture of him. Peter Grimes, well I never,” Beau says.
“You know him?” I ask.
“I have had a few dealings, fuck, a real shady character,” Beau explains.
“Is he a threat?”
“He's no threat to us,” he replies.
I notice Cally looking at me when Beau says this guy is not a threat to us. She looks puzzled why he would answer a question that way. I knew Cally was smart and attentive, but I never realized how much so.
“He has his fingers in a lot of things, but not drugs. I'd be surprised if he had the balls to do that unless he is just financing,” Beau says.
“I'll do some digging, and I have to get all the teams ready. The holiday weekend is soon.”
“Well enough of that, we are opening soon, and we have to put on a good show. Are you going to stay?” Beau asks.
“No, I'm going to head off home, I have had enough excitement for today,” I reply.
“I thought you were the man of mystery… the party animal. The original wild thing,” Beau laughs.
“Maybe before. I must be getting old, or it's the effect Cally is having on me,” I reply smiling.
“Well, I must be going, I'm taking Shona out for dinner,” Beau says as he leaves the office.
“I'll speak to you soon, bro. You winer-diner sixty-niner!”
Beau walks out licking his lips like a porn star.
“Crap!” Cally says.
“What’s wrong?” I say.
“Shona has gone to dinner, that means I'm in charge,” she replies.
“Do you want me to stay with you ‘till she gets back?” I ask.
Cally steps closer and kisses me on the cheek, “You're a sweetie, would you mind?”
“But you’ll have to keep me entertained
!” I say grinning.
“I’ve got so many secrets to show you! Teaser Tuesday Boy.”
Fuck. My cock’s already hard.
“Secrets make me crazy.”
Cally
“I love being in control. I also love being submissive.”
Ty stands with his arm around me. We wave to Beau and Shona as they head out to dinner. Now the club was in our hands. Just me and the man who was slowly becoming a more permanent part of my life.
“Just you and me kiddo,” Ty says as he squeezes me.
“I hate it when Shona goes out; I'm not cut out for being the big boss,” I reply.
“Don't underestimate yourself, you have the smarts,” Ty says reassuringly.
“I might have street smarts, but I don’t have the book smarts,” I say.
“The university of life is better than any book,” Ty says as we walk back into the reception of the spa.
“I just had a thought, how did your teachers cope at school with you guys being identical triplets?” I ask.
“Very simple, we were in different classes,” Ty says, smiling.
“See, I told you I am not a smarty pants!”
“How long before we open boss?”
“About an hour; the spa opens for the evening,” I reply. I still feel tired.
“So, you still want that shower you promised me?” he asks.
“I thought you were tired,” I ask.
“A shower will wake me up, no sex -just washing,” Ty says laughing.
I dig my elbow into Ty’s ribs.
“You're a pig sometimes; you know that?” I say turned on by his naughtiness.
“I just thought, I have no clean clothes.”
“Beau has a stash of clothes in his office. I'm sure they will fit,” I reply winking.
We walk into the club and head to Beau’s office. Ty grabs some clean clothes and begins looking at the papers on Beau’s desk.
“What are you doing?” I ask.
“Just seeing what he is up to,” Ty says grinning at me.
“Jesus Ty, he is your damned brother,” I reply, rolling my eyes.
“Natural instinct, I have learned not to trust anyone.”
He stands up from the desk, and we head to the small change room.
“What about me?” I
“You mean, do I trust you?”
“Yeah, do you?” I say questioning.
“Of course, I do,” he says with his cheekiest smile.
“You’re only saying that because I caught you snooping, Teaser Tuesday,” I say.
“Well, you will just have to trust me!”
I turn on the shower. The icy chill of the water begins to warm. I lock the door, and we slowly start to undress.
Ty pulls off his boots and places them tidily under the chair. I notice he always puts things away. He’s always neat and tidy.
Maybe he was in the military or something? A Seal? Yum!
Ty lifts his shirt. His hard-barreled chest is bare before me. I stare at the solid slab of muscle that is his stomach. He pulls at his buckle and his belt he whips from his pants. Ty rolls it and places it on the chair next to his boots.
God, he’s making me… wet.
He lifts his gaze. His eyes lock onto mine. Ty slowly pulls at his zipper and let his pants fall to the floor. I look at his lean, muscular legs and his hard, powerful thighs. He seductively slips his fingers into the waistband of his shorts and slips them over his firm buttocks to tease me.
I gasp as the virile masculinity of his huge manhood hangs between his legs. I can do nothing but feel arousal as my eyes fall over his celestial body.
I unbutton my blouse and remove it from my shoulders, the zipper of my jeans slowly falls as my fingers pull it slowly downward. I wriggle of my leggings, and they slide down my lithe legs. I step free and unfasten the clasp on my bra. My brazenly exposed breasts lay before Ty. I slip down my panties and stand as naked as a newborn baby.
“Come on then… the water is hot,” I say as I step inside the shower.
Ty comes in beside me. The water flows over our bodies, as I grab the soap and sponge. I begin to soap the broadness of Ty’s muscular shoulders. I watch as the foam runs down his spine to his firm buttocks.
He slowly turns toward me, the sponge gliding over his broad chest. My hand soaps the sponge, and I continue to soap his magnificent, rampant body. He’s like a god.
Ty takes the soap; he lathers his hands. He begins to soap the pale pink buds of my large nipples. His hand slides into my cleavage as he cups my soapy breasts. I can feel the lather running down my body and dripping from my pussy. I’m so aroused by his touch. The warmth of the water helping my sensation.
“Damn, I wish we had longer, I'm feeling horny just looking at you,” I murmur.
“That makes two of us,” Ty replies showing his erection with a finger pointing.
I turn my back and place my hands on the steamy glass wall. Ty soaps my back; his hands caress my curves, and now massages my soft ass. I run my fingers through my wet hair; it lies limply down my back, clinging to my fair skin. I turn and place my hands on his broad chest and begin to flick my tongue over his small male nipples.
“That tickles,” Ty says laughing.
I softly kiss his chest and lower myself; my tongue glides over his hard stomach as I get to my knees and submit to him.
The water pounds my head as I caress Ty’s manhood, I hold the length of his shaft; his growing arousal pulsing in my grasp. My fingers wrap gently around his warm, throbbing manhood; I draw back my hand. His erection rock solid.
Ty rests his back against the wall of the shower, the water raining down on his heavenly physique. I raise his dick and wrap my full lips around his thickness. My hot mouth slides down as I grab his firm buttocks. My head bobs as I draw him firmly inside my mouth.
I suck on him hard. I can feel his hands as he grabs my wet hair with both hands. Now, his grip tightens as he forces my head down on him. He gasps and tenses from the arousal. My pussy wet and ready.
His hips begin to rock as my tongue swirls and dances around his shaft; I tease the slit in his head until his hips quiver with excitement.
“Shit, ooh, God,” Ty murmurs in breathlessness.
I get up and stand in front of him and wrap my fingers hard around his shaft. Ty opens his eyes and gazes lovingly into mine. I can see the animal inside him wants to be awakened. His hand lowers, and he runs his fingers down my ivory skin.
I spread my legs, and my receptive body opens up to his touch, his finger slides inside the silky softness of my pussy. It’s wet just for him. My body aches for fulfillment as his fingers slide deeper, igniting my core passion.
I rest my head on his broad chest, his fingers driving deep inside me. I lick his taut skin, and he pushes with want inside my secret haven.
My legs quiver as Ty rubs my clit with his thumb; my center of pleasure responding to every touch. I bite gently into his chest. My teeth sinking into his skin. The driving force of his fingers sending me to another sexual plane.
“Fuck, Ty. Push deeper, ohhh yeah,” I coo.
Ty pushes with lust as his breaths quicken; I stand on my toes as his fingers venture inside. My pussy clenches against his stiff fingers. My breasts push forward against his body. Ty bites his lip as his throbbing manhood twitches in my tight grip.
“Damn, I wish we had time to fuck,” I murmur.
“So, the fuck do I,” Ty replies panting from the chemistry.
My body arches against Ty, his fingers delve deep into the depths of my pussy. The petals of my womanhood widely spread as he rubs the nub of my clit.
“Fuck, Ty. Sweet Jesus,” I say softly.
He rams his fingers faster and harder; my body writhing with the burning caresses as he pushes his hand harder against me. I can feel my body close to finishing.
Suddenly, my pussy convulses around his fingers. My body warms as he frantically kisses my neck and fucks me with like a porn star wit
h his thick fingers. Pulsating waves of pleasure begin to spread from my pussy; my legs began to weaken and quiver. I steady myself against Ty’s rock-hard body.
Then it happens… ripples of ecstasy flood over me, my body shimmers in passion. The inferno of my love beginning to flow over his fingers as I release to him. My dominant man.
My body had finally reached its climatic moment. I was seized by a rush of sensations so intense I thought I would explode.
“Ty, I'm here, I'm cumming,” I scream.
My fingers dig into his taut skin; I close my eyes.
I cried out with everything inside me, “Ty, fuuuck.”
Ty wraps his arm around me and holds me tight. My quivering body slumps against his chest. My body now exhausted from the final climatic release.
I look up into Ty’s passion filled gaze and smile.
“You are my Master.”
“I love being in control. I also love being submissive.”
Ty
“Work, work, and more work.”
We had dressed and headed back to the club of the office. The doors had been opened, and customers were starting to flock in.
Cally had gone to brief the girls for the shows, and I stood alone in the office watching through the two-way mirror.
I wondered if Simon James would make an appearance, or if it was a one-off thing. Joseph had said he would be looking for him, but how would he know to come here to find him?
It hit me then, if he had become a member, he would have left a contact address. I jumped onto the office computer and began searching for his details.
Cally walks into the office and sees me behind the desk.
“This is no time to be playing Tetris,” she laughs.
“No, Simon James, he'll have contact details for his membership,” I reply, concentrating.
“Why didn’t think of that earlier?” Cally says wearing a sexy dress.
Fuck, I need to focus. White lace. She’s too much.
“Shit, the database is password protected,” I say. “Access denied.”’
“Oh, crap.”
“Who sets the password?” I ask, pissed off.
“Shona, I think,” she says.
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