Chapter 22

Melissa went to get Chip a glass of water while Jake led him to the family room. Chip dropped heavily into a chair; Melissa came in with the drink and sat by Jake on the couch. Chip took a drink of the water and set the glass on the end table.

"I am the stupidest asshole that ever lived," Chip began.

"What did you do?" Melissa asked.

He glanced at Jake then back to his sister, "Can we talk in private?"

"Jake stays", said Melissa, "I trust him way more than I do you."

Chip looked at her for a few seconds.

"I guess I deserved that. Anyway, I was playing tennis at the club today and misplaced my car keys. I walked home cutting across the golf course. When I got there the front door was locked so I went around to see if any back doors or windows were unlocked. When I got to the corner of the house I saw Vivian and Uncle Randal in the pool real close together talking. I got... well uh, look, I have been having an affair with Vivian for the last four months, and I got jealous. I ducked down before they could see me and snuck around to the other side of the house so I could hear what they were saying. They were talking about Dad's company, our company now I guess. Anyway Vivian said she had me by the balls and they both laughed. Then Uncle Randal said he could control you, Melissa, by pretending to protect you from Vivian and me. He was saying that he thought he could even get your legal proxy to vote until you were out of school. Then, I swear on our mother, he said that ought to be long enough time to arrange a little accident."

Melissa gasped and grabbed Jake's hand. He didn't know how much of Chip's story to believe but had to admit it sounded feasible. In addition, if Chip were lying, he deserved an academy award. Jake turned to address Chip.

"I know you hired the Welch twins to beat me up. When I questioned them, they also told me you asked them if they would kill someone. Then your father ends up dead -- killed by two red necks. That's a big coincidence."

Chip's face turned red with anger and his voice rose, "I don't like you Turner; yes, I hired the Welches to teach you some manners. That's all, except Vivian asked..."

Chip stopped talking mid-sentence and the color drained from his face. He went from red to sickly white in an instant.

Shaken, he paused, gathered his thoughts, and continued in a more subdued voice.

"Vivian had me asked if they could also kill someone. She said that I might use that as a threat against you if you came after me again. When I told her they said no way, she said it was okay -- we could find another way. After Dad was killed, she was very distraught; she said she still loved me and wanted to be with me but we had to cool it for awhile. I thought she was grieving but then I caught her in the pool with Uncle Randal. Before I snuck off, I saw them kissing and Randal was taking off her top. I need to go to the bathroom now," said Chip as he left the room.

Jake turned to Melissa; tears were streaming down her face, but she was otherwise amazingly composed.

"What are we going to do, Jake?" she asked.

'What indeed?' thought Jake as he took her in his arms and held her. He told her they would think of something. He thought she was safe enough for the time being; if something happened to her, even Ray Charles would see that it was more than a coincidence. The immediate problem was Chip, who needed to get away from Vivian so he wouldn't confront her about what he heard, and she couldn't manipulate him into doing any more stupid things. Jake did not doubt for a minute that Vivian could lie her way out of whatever Chip thought he saw. No doubt she'd twist it into something that looked like Randal was blackmailing or forcing her. You had to respect someone that coldhearted. Jake had Melissa show Chip to the guestroom; his parents were going to shit a brick when they found out who was spending the night.

Jake went out on the pool deck to think further. Melissa came out and sat on his lap; she didn't say anything; she just wanted to be held. It took Jake twenty minutes to come up with a plan. He was going to need some help making it happen, but it was doable. He needed to talk to Helen first, then sound out Maria. By tomorrow night, he should be ready to lay all this on Charles Turner; it was going to be a tough sell. He was going to need Debbie standing by to keep Charles from going through the ceiling. His trance was broken when Melissa shifted around in his lap and kissed him.

"Have you figured out a plan yet?" she asked.

"Yep and it's a doozy," he said.

She tried to wheedle information from him but he put her off until after he talked to Charles. He told her as soon as he confirmed a couple of details he would tell her because she had a major part to play. Mollified for the moment, she went back to kissing him. Jake stood up with her in his arms and walked back into the house. They needed to be near the door as everyone came in to explain about Chip. Debbie was not going to take this well. He shuddered at the thought of Debbie finding Chip here without warning; she would shoot his balls off and make a necklace out of them.

Debbie came in with Marisa at ten-thirty. Jake took Debbie aside while Melissa talked to her cousin. Debbie was incredulous, but at least she understood Jake's reasoning and said to make sure he didn't get near her. Jake agreed and kissed her in thanks. She gave him the grin. And put her finger under his nose, changing the subject.

"I told you I like little submissive girls, and they keeping dropping in my lap; I guess I better go wash my face and brush my teeth. Or better yet, I'll let Marisa give me a bath; she's spending the night."

Jake stood there speechless as Debbie went over, grabbed Marisa, and led her upstairs. He finally stopped gaping and went into the family room with Melissa.

"My cousin is acting strange tonight," she said.

"It's the night for it, isn't it? There must be a full moon or something," Jake said.

At eleven Angie rolled in. Melissa and Jake ran down the evening's events for her. Angie said Melissa could bunk with her since Chip was here. Melissa said no way; she was sleeping with Jake regardless. Especially now that all this other stuff had come out. Angie nodded and went into the kitchen for a Tab. Jake joined her.

"What's up, princess? You seem distracted," he said.

"I can't stop thinking about Tyler Thornton. He takes my breath away. He seems to like me too. He said he wants to see me during his Thanksgiving break. Now I don't know what's going to happen because of this thing with his father."

Jake told her that Tyler's father was a separate issue and should not affect Tyler and her. He also told her that he would do everything he could to make sure that Maria backed them up on the issue. Angie felt better for that last statement; if there was a woman involved, Jake was the person with the best chance of prevailing.

Helen and Charles arrived a few minutes before midnight; Maria walked in with them. Jake bolted upstairs to check on Debbie and Marisa so Maria would not see something she should not. Both girls were asleep on opposite sides of the bed; Jake met Maria at the top of the stairs when she to come check on her daughter.

"Maria, can we go somewhere private and talk tomorrow after church?"

"Oh yes, my handsome young stallion; that would be most agreeable," Maria said.

He loved the way she slipped into a lilting Spanish flavored accent when talking intimately with him. It was sexy as hell. He had to shake himself to get back on task.

"I have something important to talk to you about," he said.

Her eyebrows arched inquisitively, "I will pick you up at 12:15, yes?"

"That will be perfecto," he mimicked.

She gave him a throaty laugh, "Now kiss me, you naughty boy".

He did; then he ran downstairs to see the parents. Randal had come in to wait on Maria so Jake sucked it up and made small talk. Angie and Melissa had disappeared upstairs so it was just the adults and Jake. Maria breezed down the formal staircase satisfied that her youngest was safe and stood chatting with them. The Thorntons finally said tootles and shoved off; Jake thought his presence might have put a damper on some adult recreation.

"Mom, Dad -- we've got an unexpected guest."

"Who?" they chorused.

Jake regurgitated the evening from Chip's arrival, including his story. By the time he finished talking, Helen's eyebrows had disappeared into her hairline. She was particularly incensed at Randal the weasel and his faux bonhomme manner because she had been letting him put some semi-serious moves on her.

"That slimy rotten son-of-a-bitch turd," she said vehemently.

Jake and Charles looked at her askance, those were the first curse words either of them had ever heard her utter. Charles calmed Helen down and they discussed all the ramifications Chip's revelations brought. Jake told them he might have a plan and could they give him until eight tomorrow night to finalize it. He told them if they didn't buy into it then, they could do whatever they wanted. Charles was not thrilled with the idea of a fifteen-year-old boy coming up with the critical strategy but at Helen's urging, eventually agreed. He realized that it was counter-intuitive to be paying Jake for business advice and not then giving him the benefit of the doubt now. On a positive note, Charles was certainly glad this had come up now because he had already agreed in principle to giving Randal a quarter share of TFA Superstores in exchange for expansion capital.

Charles headed up to bed but Helen said she needed to talk to Jacob for a minute. They walked out to the pool deck and sat at the round umbrella table farthest from the house.

"Do you think Maria is in on this too?" Helen asked.

"I'll find out tomorrow; she's picking me up after church so we can talk."

"I hope she isn't involved in this. I like her; we are becoming good friends."

"I don't think she is, Helen; but Randal had me fooled so she might also. How was the Country Club this evening?"

"I get goose bumps when you say my name. The club was okay; certainly nothing wild like our last time out. Maria did get me purring in the bathroom though; she can be very seductive. She's already gotten farther than her husband did. Will I be cheating on you if I let a woman get me?"

"Nope, doesn't count."

"That's good to know; maybe I'll flirt with girls some, just to make it harder for you," she teased.

"You couldn't make me any harder than you do now," Jake quipped back at her.

She laughed and said, "Meet me in the laundry room, and I'll give you a good night kiss."

Jake got some really good kisses from Helen that night and she didn't try to stop his roving hands until he almost had a finger in her. She was wet and ready but was still holding out putting out. A rock-hard Jake slipped into bed with Melissa, for modesty's sake she had on one of his shirts with her panties. She still felt marvelous in his arms, her incredible butt cheeks pushed back into his groin.

When Jake woke up at 7:30 Sunday morning, he and Mel were in the exactly same position they were in when he fell asleep. He lay there for several minutes enjoying the feel of her in his arms, then reluctantly headed for the shower. Melissa showered next and Jake went to wake up Chip. Chip was subdued at breakfast. Everyone was polite to him; Helen Turner allowed no ill manners, but Chip could tell his welcome was thin. After breakfast, Charles took Chip out by the pool and quizzed him for more details. At ten, Melissa and Angie drove Chip to the Thornton estate. While Vivian and her houseguests were at church, Chip gathered his things, found his spare car keys, and returned to the Turners' house. The trio hid his 'vette in the garage and waited for the rest of the Turners to return home. The plan was for Chip to head back to Gainesville so he would be further out of Vivian's immediate clutches.

When the Turners returned from church, Maria was waiting for them. Melissa had Chip sequestered upstairs and Angie was talking to Maria about Tyler when the Turners walked in. Maria gave Marisa permission to stay for the afternoon to go swimming and Debbie took the teen up to try on a bathing suit. After some pleasantries with Charles and Helen, Jake asked Maria if she would give him a ride to Coach Nelson's. She agreed with his little ploy and they took off.

Jake unlocked the door to coach's place and showed Maria in. She did not ask who lived there. Jake sat down at the kitchen table and Maria joined him. Jake marshaled his thoughts as Maria waited expectantly.

"So, my amigo, I am guessing we aren't here for seduction," she said.

"I'd love to be here for that, you look luscious; but I need to ask you about some things."

"Thank you, Jacob; now, what do you need to ask me?"

Jake asked her if she knew anything about Russell's company, Thornton Development. Turns out she knew a lot more than Jake had even hoped. Maria Thornton was a lawyer and, because she was licensed to practice law in Florida, she had handled a lot of Russell's personal business. Russell and Maria were like brother and sister and he had trusted her completely. Thornton Development was a privately-held company owned through one hundred shares of stock. At his death, Russell held eighty-five and Randal had fifteen. Russell had reviewed and modified his will this past July; after his death, ownership of Thornton Development became Randal and Vivian fifteen percent each plus Chip and Melissa thirty-five percent each. The corporate charter for Thornton Development, Inc. required sixty-six percent approval for any major corporate decisions.

Jake was impressed. Russell had neatly structured his affairs so that neither his son nor his daughter could be frozen out of the decision-making. However, the two of them acting in unison could control the company completely. Now Jake appreciated Randal and Vivian's plan; if each of them were separately controlling one of the Thornton heirs, they would have smooth sailing for a take-over. The information also gave Chip instant credibility because he actually had the most to gain if anything happened to Melissa; yet he was trying to foil the plot. The conversation also finally affixed a dollar value to that wonderful ass he snuggled up to at night: two hundred million!

He was almost certain that Maria was not involved in the plot; she was dispensing too much information. Jake decided to test the water a little more to see if he could eliminate some further doubt.

"What is your opinion of Vivian?" he asked.

"I think my opinion of her is not as high as that of you men; why do you ask?"

"I am just curious, did she and Russell play the little games you and Randal like?"

She looked at him seriously for a second, then said, "Jacob, I'm not sure why I'm telling you this, but I haven't actually done very much with other men even though I tried to make it seem as if I had. We have been with only two other couples. I let Randal talk me into it as a way to try to 'save our marriage' even though we had only stayed together for the children's sake anyway. He has been seeing other women and ignoring me for years. I do not believe your parents will be number three; they were not as receptive as the first night when we were out with them last evening. For some reason, your mother was very much cooler towards Randal's advances and your father picked up on her mood. Vivian is a different animal; she draws men to her as if collecting them. I never had an affair with Russell -- although I secretly loved him for years --but I think that Randal might have become part of Vivian's collection. He spends a lot of time with her and seems to take her side on most issues."

Jake took her hand and related Chip's story to her. She sat without changing expression significantly though the entire telling. When he finished talking, she told him she wished she could dismiss what he said out of hand as fiction; but, unfortunately, it fit with many things she had noticed. Randal was ruthless and, even though he had done well in business, had always been jealous of his brother's greater success. Maria allowed that Randal and Vivian would be a formidable team. She smiled a little and told Jake that it was probably time to end her marriage with Randal; the children were older, she loved this area, and might make a new life. She could start practicing law again and make a home for Marisa and her. Tyler was nothing like his father and would want to be here also.

"I will be needing a lawyer; count me in as your first client," Jake said.

"I am a very good lawyer and won't be cheap. How are you going to pay me?" she asked coyly.

Jake pulled her into his lap and kissed her. She made herself comfortable in his arms and kissed him back sweetly.

"I'll think of something," he said.

They shared kisses and talked for another half hour. She seemed relieved that she would be making a break from Randal. She would stay in the area and find a house; as soon as she met the residency requirements she would file for a divorce. She did not think Randal would blink an eye about it, especially if he was scheming with Vivian. Jake asked her if she could make it so Melissa's trust and her ownership in Thornton Development were bullet proof. She told him that the way the will and trust were drawn up would make them hard to crack, but she would put up some additional safe-guards anyway. Jake said she would have to do the same with Chip; she agreed.

Jake casually mentioned to Maria that Helen had told him about their blossoming friendship. Maria blushed and told him she did not know what had come over her because, except in college, she had never touched another woman. She and Helen just seemed to be drawn to each other and were both scared and excited about it. Jake said he would be a lot happier if Helen had an affair with her rather than Randal. Maria floored him when she said they had actually talked about a threesome with Charles for his birthday. She saw his look and burst out laughing. "Gotcha," she said. After they stopped laughing, both thought it sounded like an idea worth pursuing.

Maria dropped Jake at Rebecca's house for dinner after extracting a promise that he would pay his retainer for her legal services on Monday night. Jake rang Rebecca's doorbell and she let him in. She looked even more beautiful since he had not seen her for two days. She grabbed his arm and pulled him in or he would have stood there staring at her all afternoon. Laughing gaily, she threw herself against him and kissed him soundly.

They retreated into the parlor arm-in-arm; Katherine was out running some errand for dinner, and Mr. McClelland was not due until four. Rebecca pushed Jake into the big over-stuffed chair and crawled into his lap.

"Can I sit here Jacob?" she asked, "I want to be as close to you as I can get."

"I know the feeling, baby; I want to squeeze you against me until we are permanently stuck to each other," Jake replied.

That was the right thing to say. She wiggled around until she could get at his lips with hers and hungrily pushed her tongue into his mouth. She had on a short little pleated dark green skirt and a lime green sleeveless blouse. Her hair was pulled behind her ears and she had on just a hint of make up. Jake had never seen her when she was not perfectly groomed. He would bet she woke up that way. He dropped his hand to her thigh and slid it under her skirt. Rebecca cooed and released his lips.

"I have been on fire for you all day," she said, "you are going to think I'm terrible but I want you in me back there again."

She moved his hand to her ass to show him what she meant. Jake squeezed her little butt cheek; it felt even harder today than last week. He commented on it and she smiled happily.

"I spent all week en pointe at the barre that's in the study. You make me feel so good, Jacob, I just had to dance again. It was surprising how easily my body came back to dancing. And my knee is even strong enough now that I can execute grand plies for ten minutes without pain. I practice and write my book in my head, then I sit down and type it up. One day soon I'm going to dance to Bolero for you, Jake, to put a spell on you so you'll never leave me."

Damn, that was sexy, Jake kissed her again and started pulling off her little panties. The image of her dancing around him was burning itself into his brain. She rose up and helped him rid her of the wispy white silk and cooed as his finger pushed into her tightness. She was wet and ready as she tore at his zipper to get at his dick. She finally got it out of his fly and straddled him -- lining his purple crown up with her pink slit. She moved the head of his shaft up and down her crease, getting it good and wet; then she started to slowly sink down on it. She was still incredibly tight and it took a while for her to finally hit bottom. Jake put his hands on her butt and she put hers on each side of his face.

"Do you know how much I love you, Jacob?"

"I hope as much as I love you," he replied, "There might be something in my jacket pocket for you if you can reach it."

She started digging in his pocket and came out with a small black velveteen box. She pried open the lid, squealed, and started smothering him with kisses. He had given the rest of his available cash to Debbie yesterday to pick up a gold ballerina charm and necklace at the mall. So much for making a killing in the stock market, he had spent all his hard earned money on women and guns. Some things never change, he thought; in his previous life he had done the same thing. Well, the market could wait, he reasoned; he did not remember much about stocks in the seventies anyway. Rebecca broke his train of thought by squeezing his dick with her cunt muscles. Her squeezing had the effect of trapping him; he could not have moved a millimeter if his life depended on it.

"I think I'm just going to keep you right here forever," Rebecca said.

"If you do, we can't use what's in my other pocket."

Another fishing expedition netted her a squeeze bottle of baby oil.

"Is this for what I think it's for?" she asked.

Before Jake could answer, Katherine Cooper let herself in the front door. Jake thought Rebecca would jump up and straighten her clothes but, to his amazement, kept her position and sang out, "Hello, Kath, we're in here". When Katherine entered the parlor all she saw was Rebecca sitting on Jake's lap, Rebecca's skirt hid their joining.

"Look what Jake gave me," Rebecca said, "Can you put it on for me?"

"As soon as I get a kiss," answered Katherine.

Jake got another surprise when Katherine gave them both a smoldering kiss before she clasped the chain around Rebecca's neck. Katherine told them she was going to put away groceries and start dinner. Rebecca fingered the gold charm and squeezed his dick with her inner muscles again. It was a novel experience having a conversation while she rhythmically worked his dick.

"Baby, that feels really good," Jake said.

"Baby, yes. I want to always be your baby. Don't come yet; I want your come other places later," she said.

The doorbell rang. "Must be Carl," said Rebecca. She got off him with an audible pop and gathered up her panties; she was cutely wriggling into them while walking to the door. She greeted Carl McClelland and brought him into the parlor. Carl was taken aback seeing Jacob Turner sitting there.

"You two chat while Kath and I see to dinner," Rebecca said.

"So, Mr. McClelland, how's it going? Miss Doane and her sister are family friends; they talked my mom into me coming here for dinner to make a fourth," Jake said.

Carl McClelland was an interesting guy to talk to, once you solved the language barrier. He and Jake talked football; Jake was flabbergasted when he whipped out a notebook and started drawing plays. He would definitely have to turn the coach onto this guy's brain. For his part, Jake turned the conversation to dating and women. He figured a guy as smart as Mr. McClelland would be trainable, especially with Katie and his Rebecca as teachers. Mr. McClelland was recounting his dating disasters when Rebecca came in to announce dinner. Jake was glad for the reprieve; this might be harder than he thought.

Katherine's plan was simple; she had Jake and Rebecca pretend to be on a romantic date so Carl could observe. Then Carl would do the whole routine with Katherine as his date. An elegantly simple solution, which, because of its scientific dependence on observation and experimentation, had Carl focused like a laser beam. Jake and Rebecca snuck off while Carl and Katherine were discussing a new haircut, wardrobe, and contact lenses for a makeover. Katherine was taking him shopping tomorrow evening to get him outfitted.

Jake and Rebecca stopped by the parlor to grab the baby oil on their way upstairs. Rebecca carried it as a prized object and twitched her butt with each step.

Rebecca Doane drove Jake home; he had only strength to stagger into the house. She had flat worn his ass out. The ballet training not only made her glorious little butt rock hard, it had also limbered her up. She did things to him he would not have believed possible if he had not been there. Medical lore to the contrary, for example, little Rebecca was able to operate her sphincter muscles independently to milk her man at just the right moment. He shook himself to get his mind back on more pressing matters and went to find his parents.

The entire family sat in on Jake's briefing about his talk with Maria. They all agreed she would be a valuable ally. Helen said she would call Maria tomorrow and set up lunch so that Helen, Maria, and Charles could discuss things further. Jake suggested that Melissa make a will bequeathing all her money and shares in Thornton Development to charity. Maria could do the paperwork and casually mention the will's gist to Randal. Melissa was also going to keep Randal believing she depended on him for protection from Vivian and Chip. Jake didn't mention to the group that he planned on a little visit and some one-on-one with Vivian. He parents would go ballistic if they knew a major part of his plan involved getting close to Vivian Thornton. Yet, Jake needed to be in the enemy camp to disrupt their plans and with her track record, Vivian would not suspect him being a mole for the enemy. She would think he was just another man doing her bidding. Everyone went to bed feeling better about the whole tawdry mess. In addition, Angie and Debbie were thrilled that Maria and her children would be staying in Palmdale for good.

Jake and Helen went up last. Helen asked if all he and Maria had talked about was Melissa's situation. Jake said no, then filled her in on the details about Maria's personal life and history. When Jake casually mentioned Maria's comment about a threesome with Helen and Charles, Helen looked intrigued albeit immediately saying no way. Jake said that if she didn't like that idea he would be glad to provide his services for Helen and Maria to experiment with. That idea really got her attention.

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Chapter 23