Forever Yours
11
Protection
“MR. RIORDAN, it’s Henry Pascal,” Henry said when he was finally connected.
“Henry, you’ve known me all your life. You came to play with Luke before you were both in kindergarten and have always felt at home with us. When will you finally accept that you can call me Paul?”
“Yes, sir. I just always try to be respectful.”
“And you succeed at that. What can I do for you? Trouble with the car?”
“No, sir. It’s working fine. I couldn’t be happier. This is a more… personal matter.”
“Sounds serious, Henry. Are you in trouble?”
“Not exactly. Did Luke tell you about our little run-in with a guy on New Year’s Eve?” Henry asked. Luke said he told his father, just as Henry had informed his parents.
“Yes. Nasty business. You boys handled it well. I’m not going to lecture you or your partners on being more careful. Just be more careful, okay?”
“Yes, sir. I’ve done some investigating of this guy, Tom Reynolds, and I’ve supplied a lot of information to the police. I understand he’s out on bail now. The thing is, I think he’s more dangerous than just a drunk on New Year’s Eve. I… I think Chastity could be in danger. I’ve found indications that this isn’t the first time he’s been in trouble like this and the women didn’t fare well,” Henry said.
“You’re sure of this?”
“Yes, sir. I’ve dug pretty deep and I believe he’s dangerous, especially to women who don’t comply with what he wants.”
“Don’t say anything else. Don’t ask for anything. You don’t know anything about him or what he’s like. Do you understand?” Paul asked.
“Yes, sir.”
“Goodbye, Henry.”
If Henry hadn’t known Paul Riordan for his entire eighteen years, he might have taken that as a dismissal of his concerns. But Henry knew Paul would never reject a person—a family member—in need.
Henry and Luke were eleven years old when Paul encountered difficulties at his dealership. He was well on the way to becoming the biggest auto dealer in the metropolitan area and there were others who weren’t pleased with him. He always had prices that would beat the operating costs of other dealers, and had acquired franchises for all the GM product lines. At the time, he was negotiating to acquire both Toyota and Honda franchises.
That’s when a series of unfortunate events began occurring at his business locations. Windows were broken to start. The dealership windows could have been the result of a teen gang just out to destroy convenient property. But when the damage extended to vandalism of new and used vehicles, Paul wasn’t content to wait for police to figure it out.
It was never clear how much he was involved in the ‘security’ company he hired to deal with the problem. No one was ever arrested for vandalizing his property or inventory. But the vandalism slowly dissipated. Not long thereafter, the local Toyota dealer sold his business to Riordan Motors. The former owner moved to Hawaii.
What Henry knew was that Paul Riordan had contacts and they were capable of changing the landscape if necessary. Henry had no idea what the people would do to protect Chastity, but he went to sleep that night secure in the knowledge she was safe.
On Saturday, he drove up to Cleveland to pick up Carol and bring her back for the start of spring classes at the university. Of course, they didn’t get back until just in time for classes to start on Monday morning. They liked the little hotel they’d found in Youngstown and decided to spend a couple of nights there.
“Well, Janice and Leah have put on the freshman fifteen and show no sign of stopping there,” Carol laughed about her high school friends who went skiing together. “But they seemed happy enough. Teri was always the quiet one among us and I expected her to do pretty well at Wellesley. I guess you could say she has. I never expected the girl to come out of her shell like she has. Come out of it? I think she blew it up and filed for insurance. She was nothing like the girl we went to high school with.”
“I’ve heard of that happening at five- or ten-year class reunions, but never over the course of one semester,” Henry said.
“I can’t say it was a bad thing. Maybe it was just getting out from under the thumb of her very religious parents. She was only home a few days over Christmas and then went to stay with Leah for the rest of the break until we all went skiing. She’s headed straight for the airport back to Boston this afternoon,” Carol said.
“I’m glad you had a good time. You know, I hang out with my three best buddies from high school all the time. Even though it’s mostly online. We met together a few times this week, just to work on company philosophy and bylaws. We talked about going to the zoo to adopt a corporate seal, but they only have California sea lions and that didn’t seem to have the same humor.”
“Sounds like you had some fun!”
“Yeah. We got a lot of work done, but when it comes down to it, we’re still working on creating a corporate name. We might have to recruit someone with more imagination,” Henry said.
It didn’t take long after they’d checked in for the two to be naked on the bed.
“Oh! Oh, God! I almost forgot what that felt like! We girls didn’t forget how to go down on each other. We’d been doing that since we were freshmen in high school. But none of the girls had this piece of equipment. God! I love this feeling. Yeah. Move in me. Ohh!”
It sounded like Carol had done more than ski during her break and that always brought inspiring images to mind when she talked about pleasuring or being pleasured by another woman. He’d like to be the meat in that sandwich.
Just being buried in Carol, though, was like a welcome home celebration for both of them. Touching and sucking on her breasts, sliding in and out of her, filling his hands with her sexy ass, were all incredible. And coming with her while they kissed deeply was a phenomenon that left them both exhausted and wrapped in each other’s arms.
Carol had had a few orgasms at the hands and tongues of her high school friends. Henry had none since she left. Not that it was a great hardship—they often went a week or two without on campus. But something else had been bothering Henry.
He could have called Chastity at any time over the previous week and she’d have invited him over for some of the best sex of his life. But she’d finally said something on New Year’s Eve that jarred him and he couldn’t believe he’d never put it together before.
Chastity was an escort. She earned most of her money from providing sexual services to her dates. Despite having told Henry frequently that all she wanted from him was for him to take care of her, he felt conflicted now.
It wasn’t about whether or not trading sex for favors of one kind or another, including financial, was moral or immoral. Isobel and her mother might question that, but not Henry. He didn’t think Luke would be conflicted about it, either. Henry’s problem was he felt like having sex with Chastity and not paying was somehow stealing from her.
Yet, he thought offering to pay her might damage their relationship in other ways. He understood that his ‘generosity’ in including her as an equal partner in the LLC and transferring the patent and software to them to license for a substantial sum had made them all wealthy… on paper. Chastity considered that to be taking care of her.
But none of them could touch the million dollars in the bank. Luke and Isobel had sat down with an investment counselor over the break and worked out what to do with the money until it was needed to fund the corporation. He supposed he could have gone, but that part of the business frankly bored him.
He just wanted… He wanted to take care of Chastity. She certainly took care of him.
Isobel was the second of the partners to turn nineteen on the twenty-fourth of January. There was a flurry of text messages to congratulate her and celebrate, but she and Luke stayed at Villanova and did not come back to Pittsburgh.
Henry was busy trying to keep up with the heavy course load he had. He no longer had any classes with Dan and only one, Intro to Machine Learning, with Josh. He and Lisa shared both Theoretical Computer Science and Calculus in Three Dimensions. They still met with Josh and Dan in their study group, but did more independent study or one-on-one. Josh had two classes with Dan, so they all had plenty to keep them busy. Henry’s other two classes included a cognitive science elective: Thinking in Person vs. Thinking Online, and a Humanities elective: The Nature of Language. He was maxed out at 18 credits again, but since he’d aced all his first semester classes, there was no question about him being able to handle the load.
He and Carol had scarcely had time together when she stood next to him at golf practice on Tuesday the ninth of February and gave him a nudge.
“Hey, what’s up, gorgeous? I’m sorry I haven’t had any time to breathe in the past week. Want to get together this weekend?” he asked.
“No. I mean, yes, of course, but we’re getting together tonight,” Carol replied
“We are?”
“I’m sure glad I gave your mother my phone number,” she laughed. “You have no idea, do you?”
“Uh… I… No… No idea.”
“It’s your birthday, silly. Your mother invited me to dinner to celebrate with you tonight,” Carol laughed.
“She did? My birthday? My gosh! I’m nineteen!”
“Yeah. I think your mother remembers every minute of those nineteen years, plus the seven hours she was in labor.”
“She would bring that up,” Henry laughed. “Wow! So, we’re going to my place after practice?”
“Yep.”
“Uh… Do you need to come back to campus after dinner?”
“Nope.”
“I think it will be a very happy birthday.”
It was only part of Henry’s surprise. When he and Carol reached his house, he found Chastity helping his mother set the table.
“Oh, hey!” he said when they walked in.
“Happy birthday!” she said.
“This is all a surprise. Did Mom invite anyone else?” Henry asked.
“Your father will be here, but your mom didn’t exactly set this up. She was a willing participant when I suggested it, though,” Chastity said.
“And Chastity swore me to absolute secrecy,” Carol said.
“I didn’t know you guys had been in touch since New Year’s Eve.”
“Yeah, we talk every once in a while. We have to keep tabs on how our company exec is doing.”
“And how is Luke?” Henry teased.
“Better than you’re going to be if you don’t settle in to enjoy yourself. And us,” Chastity growled.
“I surrender!”
“Good plan.”
Once Henry’s father was home, the family gathered at the table and Henry’s parents proceeded to try to embarrass him to death in front of the girls with stories of his youth and childhood. Chastity got in one or two, but said she’d save the good stuff for when the parents weren’t there.
“Speaking of which, we need to get going,” Sylvia said after dinner, “The much-delayed nurses’ holiday party is tonight. We skipped the dinner, but I want to get some dancing in and participate in the silent auction.”
“You’re having a party on a Tuesday night?” Henry asked, puzzled.
“When you are in the medical field, you take whatever opportunity you have. Remember that, Carol. The time is coming,” Sylvia said. They all cleared the table and put away the leftovers, but Sylvia insisted they leave the dishes for her to load when she got home. Sylvia and Ryan left Chastity, Carol, and Henry with the house to themselves.
“Um…”
“Don’t even try to guess,” Carol said. “This is your big birthday surprise.”
“What is?”
“Two women,” Chastity said. “When Carol and I were talking a while ago, she mentioned how turned on you were by the stories of her and her high school girlfriends. We decided to give you a little taste of what it would be like.”
“You mean… You and Carol… We’re all… Holy shit!”
The two girls closed in on him and with bumped heads, squashed noses, and puckered lips, managed to all three get their mouths together. Carol welcomed Henry into her mouth but did no more than lick Chastity’s lips as part of their kiss.
They headed straight for Henry’s bedroom, which he was thankful he kept fairly tidy—a short-lived condition. Soon the clothes of all three were strewn across the room and Henry lay sprawled on the bed as the two girls worshiped his body with their mouths. As particular as Chastity was about no tongue kisses, that was definitely limited to tongue to tongue. She had no difficulty at all licking and sucking on Carol’s nipples, or bathing Henry’s cock with her tongue before sucking him deep into her mouth.
“You know, I love it when you go down on me, Henry, but there is something special about a woman’s tongue finding her way around my clit,” Carol said as she kissed him and Chastity flicked her clit. “This is where Chastity gets me off and you get in Chastity.”
Henry took the hint and grabbed a condom from his bedside table, rolling it on as he got behind Chastity and pushed into her. Chastity’s licking of Carol’s clit sped up and Carol announced her pleasure to the world. Henry wanted to see what he could experience with two women and pressed himself over Chastity’s back, reaching under her with his left hand to find and play with her nipple piercings. With his right hand, he reached farther forward until he found the wet juncture of Chastity’s mouth and Carol’s pussy. He pressed a finger into his girlfriend and stimulated her from the inside while Chastity took care of the outside.
The position was stimulating, but mostly to the imagination and not to the parts involved. Chastity disconnected from Henry and crawled up to straddle Carol’s face as Henry moved his cock to Carol’s soaked opening. He slid deep inside her, pinching her nipples a little to help a bit. Chastity leaned back against him and he started kissing all around her neck and ears as he used one hand to twist her nipple rings and the other on Carol’s breasts.
This position was much more directly stimulating and it wasn’t long before they were getting off, sometimes sequentially and sometimes in unison. Both girls seemed to have multiple orgasms, so Henry just kept pumping until he’d regained enough erection to pop again.
There were plenty of breaks in the action. They cuddled together, all three aware they were just regrouping for the next round.
“Thank you,” Chastity whispered in Henry’s ear, aware that Carol could probably hear what she was saying as well. “You did it.”
“I think you girls organized this,” Henry laughed. “I should be thanking you.”
“One threesome isn’t enough to thank you,” Chastity continued. Carol got out of bed to use the bathroom, knowing Chastity needed a minute alone with Henry. “Tom was killed outside my apartment building over the weekend. Police said it was gang violence. They found heavy-duty drugs on his body. He had a gun and had fired several shots, but they never found the bullets. I’ve been living in fear ever since New Year’s. He was trying to get me to meet him somewhere to finish what we started. I guess he finished it, all right.”
“I didn’t know he was at your apartment this weekend,” Henry said. In fact, he hadn’t thought about the whole thing since his phone call with Paul Riordan.
“I know. But I also know you would never let anyone hurt me,” Chastity said. “For whatever you did or didn’t do, thank you.”
“Honey, you know I swore to always take care of you.”
“I wouldn’t believe that of anyone but you. Now it’s time for me to join your girlfriend in taking care of you one more time before I go home.”
Henry had purged every item that could be connected to Tom Reynolds from his computers, including evidence of the searches he’d sent his AI on. He ran his own optimization software on the computers, updating all the drives with the latest version.
As far as he was concerned, Tom Reynolds had never existed.
Police reports later revealed Reynolds was a known stalker and predator and speculated the drugs found on his body had been intended to inflict an overdose on his next victim. The case was closed.
The university sent letters to each of the women they discovered had been scammed or cheated with the evidence they’d found on his work computer. They were each offered a nice sum as restitution. None of the women wanted their names dragged through a lawsuit to get back at a man who was already dead, so they all accepted the university’s offer and apology.
Luke’s birthday was two weeks after Henry’s on the twenty-second. Henry hoped his friend had as good a time on his birthday as Henry had.
Henry and Carol did get a couple of very tame dates in, but spent most of their time together on the golf course. It was still pretty wet. The temperatures were barely making it into the forties and were near freezing at night, but all the snow had melted.
They wore ski gloves and jackets as they walked between holes, but took them off long enough to make their drives or other shots before quickly huddling into them again. They needed the practice.
Classes got out for spring break Friday the twenty-sixth of February. On Saturday, all twenty-four of the men and women boarded a decent bus for the long trek to Savannah, Georgia for the first of two tournaments. Football players and basketball players traveled by charter jet. Golfers traveled by bus.
Everyone was excited to be on the road at first, sharing snacks and thermoses. The school provided soft drinks and water on the bus, but they stopped at an unlikely looking truck stop for lunch somewhere around the Virginia state line. Then they reboarded the bus and managed their first night’s stay in Charlotte, North Carolina. No one thought twice about Henry and Carol sharing a room. Six of the men and women had become couples over the winter and another decided to try it out on this trip.
After breakfast in the morning, they reboarded the bus for another four and a half hours to Savannah. They were in early enough to have lunch, and then went out to explore the historic city in delightful 70-degree weather. That evening they gathered for the welcome dinner.
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