Chapter 32
The evening after Debbie had brought the Nguyen sisters to see him, Jake took his tentative plan for drawing the Tremonts out of Chicago and ran it by a brain trust of Trish, Leslie, Cindy, Erika, and Melissa. Debriefing Wendy and Mindy had reinforced his notion that the miserly Tremonts might fall for his scheme. Jake had remembered a scam the FBI would use to collect wanted people; all variations involved winning a fake contest. His idea was to lure the Tremonts to the big island of Hawaii and make them disappear from there in an apparent accident. The hook would be a week's paid vacation at Kepa's resort. The women took it from there. By midnight, a draft of the letter they would send the Tremonts was ready. Also in place was a plan to set everything in motion.
Jake was still filling in gaps shot into his plan by the women when they heard the baby fussing through the tinny-sounding speaker of the baby monitor. Melissa asked Cindy to sit with her while she nursed Mikayla. Cindy quickly agreed; she loved the serenity that the act of nursing seemed to evoke. Melissa sat on the couch in the nursery instead of the rocking chair so that Cindy could sit with her. They chatted about this and that as Mikayla contentedly suckled. Cindy was as content as the baby, sitting there next to Melissa. When the baby finished nursing, Melissa rocked her to sleep, put her in her crib, and returned to the couch. Cindy's breathing quickened as Melissa leaned over and kissed her.
"You are ready to resume your life, Cin; this time as a real adult," Melissa told her.
"I know, thanks to you guys. I am going to call my agent tomorrow about taking a role in a movie, opposite John Travolta, I've been offered. Will you let me come back here and stay with you when it's finished?"
"You will always be welcome here, Cindy, you know that," Melissa said.
"Can I be one of you, a full member of the family like Trish and Erika?"
Melissa took her into her arms and kissed her again, this time with passion.
"You already are one of us, Cindy. I was just waiting for you to acknowledge it before we went any farther."
That night Cindy and Jake finally made love. It was all Cindy had ever hoped it would be, and then some. Jake and Melissa erased the last vestiges of the Tremonts from her psyche that night, replacing them with sweet memories. Cindy came so hard with Jake inside her that she thought she had had a seizure. When she got her first taste of Melissa's incredible pussy she knew she was hooked for life.
The following Wednesday, November seventeenth, Erika and Jake took off in the long-range Lear headed for Los Angeles. They overnighted there, then flew on to Hilo International the next morning. Kepa was very pleasantly surprised when Jake strolled into the HokuliiInn. He was even more surprised that Jake was with a very big, very beautiful blonde instead of his wife. Jake straighten him out before he could jump to any conclusions by telling him it was a business trip, and that Melissa had sent her assistant since she was recuperating from having the baby. Jake asked Kepa if he could contact his Uncle Kane for a meeting between the three of them as soon as possible. Kepa said he would arrange it as soon as he had them checked in. Kepa apologized for not having their usual suite ready. Jake told him no problem; they were planning to stay only two nights anyway. Kepa did not bat an eye when Jake said a single room would be adequate for himself and his business associate.
Jake met with Kane and Kepa that evening at seven. Originally, Jake had considered keeping part of the whole story from Kepa. Melissa and Trish, however, had convinced him to lay it all out for Kepa; if he were against any part of it, they would have to think of something else. Since Jake would be putting Kepa's dream in jeopardy, it was only fair that Kepa had the final say in how and whether or not it happened. Jake talked for twenty minutes, giving his Hawaiian allies the background on the Tremonts then unfolding the plan to lure them to the island.
Jake honestly told them that he was going to make the Tremonts disappear but he was actually only going to spirit them off the island -- for the time being. He made no promises for their long term safety, however; that would have to be determined by what would be learned through interrogations. Kane signed on to the plan immediately. Kepa agreed as soon as Jake assured him that Alfred and Michelle would disappear in a way that did not reflect negatively on the inn. Kane said he had an idea about how that might happen. When Kepa excused himself to check on the kitchen, Kane and Jake talked some more.
"If these people are as evil as you say, Jake, you are doing the right thing."
"Kahuna, these people are much more evil than I described. The evils Alfred Tremont plans to visit on our future would make Hitler look like a choir boy," Jake replied.
Kane regarded him for a second before saying, "And you know this for a fact?"
"Uncle Kane, I know it to be the absolute truth. So does Trish."
Jake regarded Kane for a second then, choosing his words carefully, proceeded.
"I can tell you sense something different in Trish and me. And maybe you've sensed it in Leslie as well. You are going to have to take it on faith that we know a lot about what is in store for the future unless we act. One reason I am going to try to become president is to keep some of it from happening."
"Thank you for telling me that, Jake; it does confirm my suspicions. Yet, I see an aura of good around you and those you love. I trust your intentions and will help you anyway I can."
The Kahuna and Jake solemnly shook hands just as Erika arrived. The conversation switched gears then as Kane put the charm on Erika. Kane had the big blonde giggling like a school girl in fewer than five minutes.
The next day, Kepa had his secretary type up five letters inviting prominent young married couples in five different cities to a week-long winter get-away at The Lover's Paradise. One was addressed to the Tremonts, one to Mr. And Mrs. Jacob Turner, and three others went to couples randomly selected from recent news articles. All five couples were attractive, rich, and upwardly mobile. Jake gave Kepa enough cash to cover five sets of round-trip first class airline tickets to include with the letters. Jake and Erika spent the rest of the day with Kane. Jake asked Kane to show Erika some of his fighting style. Kane was blown away by how well the beautiful blonde handled herself and how fast she picked up what he showed her.
"Do you know any average women?" Kane asked Jake.
Jake thought for a minute before replying, "Nope, not a one."
Jake and Erika departed the next morning. They flew to Nogales, Mexico instead of Los Angeles. They refueled and spent the night in Nogales then flew forty-eight hundred non-stop miles to Shannon Airport in Ireland. By picking up a tail wind when they turned east, they made the trip in nine hours. They stayed at the airport long enough for Erika to schedule service for the plane then rented a large Land Rover and found a place to spend the night. The next morning they went shopping before driving to Keelmira.
Jake had called Rory before he departed for Hawaii to tell the innkeeper that he would be visiting soon and had asked Rory to do some shopping for him. He had Rory stockpile the items in the basement of the manor house on Cloagh Patrick. Rory and Shelia greeted Jake warmly when he and Erika pulled up to the inn. Erika was wearing jeans and a big wool sweater but her lush curves still showed themselves. Rory's tongue almost fell out of his mouth when Jake introduced them to Erika.
"Down, boy," Shelia said, "stop drooling on the poor girl, or she'll think we're a village of perverts."
"I can't help myself, love; now I know why the Vikings were so successful," Rory replied.
Rory gave Jake the keys to an empty cottage and told him that the provisions he had asked for were in the basement already. Jake thanked him and presented him with another list and a thick wad of cash. Rory said that he would have everything waiting in the manor basement within the fortnight. Jake inquired about the renovations at the manor. Rory told him they were going apace and that the masons should finish up in another week. The inside work would be accomplished when the weather turned colder.
Jake liked the idea of workmen being around the manor while he was dealing with the Tremonts in the old dungeon. Their construction activity would mask his coming and going and give him a reason for spending a lot of time up there. Jake was positive that the villagers would cover for him anyway; but why put them in a position to be liable as accomplices? The only person he planned to fill in was Corinne; her house was his and Erica's next stop. Corinne flung open the door with squeals of delight as she flung herself against him. Corinne only released him after a passionate kiss. She blushed scarlet at her display of affection when Jake introduced her to an amused and smiling Erika.
"That's exactly the way I feel every time I haven't seen him or Melissa in more than a day," Erika said.
Erika had neatly broken the awkwardness between them with her admission that she was one of Jake's women also. Corinne insisted on fixing them supper; Erika went to the kitchen with her while Jake perused Corinne's progress on translating the journals they had found at the manor. Corinne had done a lot in the last five weeks; her translation made for a riveting account of some extraordinary men.
Supper was most interesting for Jake as he watched the interplay between Corinne and Erika. Corinne was clearly in awe of the Nordic Amazon. Erika immediately knew that Corinne wanted her but was too timid to make a move. Erika started lubricating as she decided that, as it was with the older Nina, Corinne needed some firm guidance. Erika caught Jake's eye and winked. Jake took the hint and went to read while the women cleaned up after supper. It took Erika fewer than five minutes before she had Corinne pinned to the kitchen counter with her panties around her ankles and only three more minutes to have her in the bedroom naked. Jake listened to their impassioned moans for ten minutes before joining them.
Three days later Jake and Erika were back in Palmdale, plan in place.
Michelle Tremont closed the massive ornate front door of the mansion after signing for the registered letter. She shivered from the cold air that had invaded the foyer in the short time her signature took. It was only the first week in December and already the weather was brutally cold. The National Weather Service had issued an advisory that said to expect the worst winter in over a century. Alfred was making a bundle on the fuel oil futures he had snapped up in knowing anticipation of the record cold.
Michelle tore open the envelope and dug through its contents. Airline tickets and brochures were paper-clipped to a one-page letter. Michelle quickly scanned the letter, then broke into a big smile. An all-expense-paid week in Hawaii at a romantic getaway with first-class air-fare included; it was as if someone were answering her prayers. She practically ran up the stairs to show Alfred, even he would find it hard to refuse a free vacation. Alfred had his doubts about being gone for a week but admitted that the dates, the week after New Year, were not very productive days.
"We'll see," he said.
Four other couples received the same packet that day, including Mr. and Mrs. Jacob E. Turner.
The rest of the year passed rapidly for Jake and his family. It was great seeing everyone during the Christmas holidays. And it was a pleasure to get to host the children's Christmas parties again. The children's party was now a community event, with merchants and private citizens donating gifts and their time. Jake convinced Jennie to help him conscript her fiancé, Larry Flynn, into being an elf along with Moe Turner. Jake loved the contrast between the two men as they stood on either side of his big rocking chair in their green suits and pointed hats. Moe was a foot shorter and a hundred pounds lighter than Larry, in addition to being about ten shades darker than the redheaded Marine. Both elves stoically did their duty, heeding their women's instructions of 'do it right, it's for the children'.
Cindy flew in from Hollywood to share Christmas with them. She told Melissa that everyone kept commenting favorably on the change in her.
"I feel so good now all the time. Knowing that I have you all to come back to lets me focus on acting as opposed to posing, and it shows in my work," Cindy said.
On January third, 1977, Jake and Melissa deplaned at Hilo International Airport. During the flight from Los Angeles, they had become acquainted with the other three couples that had accepted invitations. Thankfully, the Tremonts were not the couple that had turned down the vacation. Kepa picked them up in the inn's spacious van and took them in air-conditioned comfort to the Hokulii. The women ohhed and ahhed at the beautiful setting as their husbands acted unfazed by the beauty around them. Jake surreptitiously watched Alfred check out his wife and the other women. Tremont was almost salivating as he took Melissa's measure. Melissa was as beautiful as ever -- having dropped the ten pounds she gained with carrying Mikayla and a couple more for good measure. Her dedication to her fitness regime showed; she was a healthy, vital, and vivacious woman. Jake had to look out the window to keep from leaping on Tremont and throttling him right there in the van.
Everyone rested up in the afternoon and met at a mixer in the main inn building at seven in the evening. Thankfully, the Tremonts mainly hung out with one of the other couples selected for the trip. The other couple, Ted and Caroline Davis, was from Atlanta. Ted was heir to a billboard media company that he was branching into radio and television. Jake knew of course that Davis Broadcasting would soon pioneer satellite news and entertainment channels. Alfred knew that also, and was chatting up the Davises for future use. Jake watched carefully as Michelle expertly moved Ted aside so Alfred could work on Caroline. Then in ten minutes, they switched and Michelle went to work on Mrs. Davis. Michelle was seductive, Jake had to give her that. Her every motion was artfully designed to capture the undivided attention of her target.
Jake also had to admit that both Alfred and Michelle were charming and witty. If he had not known about them, he would have never guessed how evil they were. Michelle Tremont was so perfectly beautiful she appeared to be a living Barbie doll. She had honey blonde hair and cat's eyes the color of indigo. A set of large, gravity-defying breasts cantilevered over a waist so tiny Jake reckoned he could span it with his hands. Her ass was small but prominent below the flare of her hips, while her legs were long and sleek. Her every feature was perfectly proportioned. Jake knew from his research that she had not always looked like this. One newspaper article Jake had read suggested that the Tremonts had spent close to half a million dollars on her transformation.
About forty-five minutes into the mixer, Michelle and Caroline walked into the ladies room together. They reappeared ten minutes later. Michelle seemed to be even more radiantly beautiful while Caroline looked flustered. Michelle led Caroline to Alfred then took Ted's arm and walked him to the bar. Whatever Michelle had done worked, Jake figured, as the Tremonts and Davises departed together at eight-thirty as if they were life-long friends.
Kepa and his staff were putting on the dog for the inn's VIP guests. On Tuesday, the four couples were taken snorkeling, given surfing lessons, and rides in traditional outrigger canoes. That evening, a luau was held in their honor. Jake and Melissa ended up at the same table with the Tremonts. Michelle was vain about her looks and basked in the attention of others. When Melissa complimented her on something, Jake had not noticed, Michelle beamed a mega-watt smile and blew Melissa a kiss. The two women were best friends after that.
Dinner was served buffet style, Michelle kept Melissa engaged in conversation as they made their way through the line so Jake kept up a polite conversation with Alfred. Back at the table, Michelle asked Jake to switch places with him so she and Michelle could make girl talk. Jake agreed and Melissa ended up sitting between the Tremonts. Jake and Melissa were clandestinely cautious about leaving their drinks unattended and watched out for each other. The Tremonts however, did not seem that interested in them as a couple.
After dinner and the traditional native floor show, the lights were dimmed and the band on the terrace started playing romantic dance music. Michelle jumped up and grabbed Alfred's hand.
"Come on, Alfie, let's show these people how to boogie."
When the Tremonts hit the dance floor, Jake asked Melissa to dance with him. They glided around the floor watching and talking about their table-mates. The Tremonts were superior dancers; hell, they were Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers good. After a couple of dances, the two couples went back to their table. Jake went to the bar and picked them up fresh drinks. Melissa was sipping Champagne Mimosas, her first taste of alcohol in almost a year. They were all about to get up to dance again when Melissa made a face and whispered something to Michelle. Michelle nodded and the women got up.
Melissa kissed Jake and quietly told him she was started to leak through her nursing pads so Michelle was going to help her stave off impending embarrassment. Jake asked her if she wanted to just call it a night. Melissa replied that she was having fun and wanted to stay at least another hour. Jake felt that she was certainly entitled to enjoy herself out with other adults for a change so he quickly concurred. Jake was not drinking and would keep her out of trouble. While Jake and Melissa had been talking, Michelle Tremont stealthily dropped a small pill into Melissa's fresh drink. The cloudy champagne and orange juice concoction quickly dissolved the tasteless tablet.
Melissa finished kissing Jake then headed towards the restroom with Michelle. The Hokulii Inn had two sets of restrooms for guests. One set was near the back patio and one was closer to the registration desk. Michelle led Melissa towards the one farther away from the party on the terrace. Jake glanced at the women as they made their way through the door. Man, he thought, the pair of them looked good coming or going. Alfred sure gave the appearance of being a nice guy as he and Jake chatted. Jake was glad that Alfred and Michelle did not seem to be trying to draw Melissa and him into whatever they were up to with the Davis couple. Alfred did mention the Davises but only in passing. He asked Jake what he thought of Ted's dreams of a media empire. Jake shrugged and tried to act like a dumb jock.
In the ladies room, Michelle was also being nice. Strangely enough, Melissa was falling for Michelle's seduction just as Cindy had. Melissa did not see it that way though, because she was not Cindy. She was a mature experienced woman of the world, fully capable of taking care of herself. Michelle avoided staring too much as Melissa removed her soaked nursing pads and dug a new set from her purse. Melissa was having trouble getting the pad to lie flat as she tried to stuff them in the bra with it on. She asked Michelle if she minded giving her some help. Michelle agreed and followed her new friend into a stall then closed and locked the stall's door.
Melissa shimmied her muumuu over her head and hung it on the hook screwed to the back of the door. She turned her back to Michelle and asked her to unhook the bra. Michelle unfastened the clasps and Melissa started to fit the pads into her cups. Michelle admired the smooth flawless olive skin of her new friend. She liked the way Melissa's ass rode high and tight at the top of trim legs. Michelle approved in her choice of underwear also, the French-cut black panty and bra set fit her perfectly.
"Does this happen a lot?" Michelle asked.
"It happens enough to be a pain. Jake says I'm a one woman dairy right now. My doctor said that I should slow down as my body regulates itself to my baby's needs," Melissa replied.
"Well, I find the whole nursing thing fascinating even if I can't imagine myself ever doing it. Would you mind if I looked at your breasts, I don't want to embarrass you or anything, I've just never seen a woman lactate."
Melissa did not even consider not showing Michelle her breasts. Must be the champagne, she thought as she started turning around. Besides, Melissa did not think that Michelle was the one to worry about. Michelle was just evil Alfred's sexy trophy wife, another sweet girl duped into loving the wrong man. Melissa let her bra straps slide down her arms and bared her swollen orbs to her new friend. She pulled her shoulders back so they stood a little higher on her chest.
"I'm normally a medium B cup; but, when I'm pregnant or nursing, I get these big C's. They aren't as firm as yours, but Hubby likes 'um," Melissa giggled.
Michelle raised her hands and looked inquiringly at Melissa, "Can I touch them or would that freak you out."
"It's okay," Melissa said, "I know you're curious."
Michelle gently molded her manicured fingers around Melissa's full peaks. She squeezed them slightly and was rewarded when a couple of drops of milk dripped from one of them. To Melissa, Michelle's touch was heavenly, even if it was innocent. Melissa could not stifle a little moan as Michelle used her thumb to flick the drops of milk off her nipple.
"My bra squeezing them makes them leak; that's why I need the pads," Melissa explained.
Michelle nodded and asked, "Can you make them squirt?"
"Yeah, if you squeeze the base of my nipple and pull forward it does more than dribble. Sometimes I express myself that way if my breast pump isn't handy -- or just for fun."
"Like this?" Michelle asked as she captured a turgid nipple between her fingers.
Melissa nodded and closed her eyes in pleasure as Michelle pulled her puckered nipples. It took Michelle a couple of tries but her efforts were rewarded with a quick stream that sprayed the front of her dress. Michelle giggled and dropped her hand. Melissa opened her eyes as Michelle started pulling up her bra.
"We better get back before our husbands think we fell in," she said.
Melissa agreed -- even though she would not have minded a little more of Michelle's attention. They got Melissa situated, uses the toilets, and headed back to the terrace. A glance at her watch showed Melissa that they had been gone fewer than ten minutes. Melissa and Michelle sat down with their husbands and enjoyed the rest of the evening. The women laughed and gabbed as if they had known each other forever. Even Jake relaxed a little. He was still vigilant but the Tremonts did not seem to have any agenda past dancing and drinking. Jake enjoyed watching Muffy get a little tipsy; she was a riot once she was slightly inebriated.
Melissa was having a wonderful time; it felt good to let her hair down a little. When the band took a break, she showed Michelle pictures of her children. Michelle pulled her chair closer to Melissa's so she could see the pictures as Melissa described each one. Melissa thought nothing of it when she felt Michelle's hand drop onto her thigh. Michelle curved her hand around Melissa's thigh just above the knee and gently trailed her long pink nails across her new friend's skin. The touch felt electric to Melissa; she spread her legs a little wider. When their husbands went to the bar to get them another drink, Michelle slipped her hand a little farther up Melissa's dress.
"That feels nice," Melissa murmured.
Michelle removed her hand when she spotted the men returning. Melissa sighed at the loss of contact, then brightened when the band started back up and Jake asked her to dance. Michelle and Alfred hit the floor also. They danced through two songs then headed back to the table. Michelle and Alfred decided to call it a night and Melissa said she was ready to turn in also. The women hit the rest-rooms one last time. Michelle again led the way to the far ladies room.
Melissa was feeling as good as she had felt in a long time. She was standing at the vanity washing her hands when Michelle slipped her hands around her waist and cupped her breasts. Melissa started to turn around.
"Don't move," Michelle said sharply.
Melissa froze as Michelle leaned forward and nibbled her neck. Michelle slipped one hand down to the front of Melissa's short muumuu then slipped her hand under it.
"Spread your legs," Michelle ordered.
Melissa hesitated only a second before her feet slid apart. Michelle quickly slipped her hand into Melissa's panties and drove her finger into her slick channel. Melissa moaned and rotated her hips on the invading digit.
"Do you want more, little mommy?" Michelle asked.
"Oh yes," Melissa moaned.
"Then be on the shopping trip tomorrow at nine," Michelle said, removing her finger.
"I'll be there," Melissa promised.
"Good girl," Michelle said.
She spun Melissa around and kissed her on the lips. Melissa's own lips opened in invitation to Michelle's slithering tongue. Michelle broke the kiss and stepped back.
"Go home and fuck your husband senseless, stay hot for me, and keep this between us," Michelle directed.
Melissa nodded obediently and followed Michelle to rejoin their husbands.
Melissa was insatiable that night as she sucked and fucked her husband. Jake decided that he was going to stock up on champagne back at the ranch if it made his little wifey this hot. Melissa was indeed on fire that night; Michelle was a sweetheart for suggesting this, and tomorrow was going to be such fun. It bothered her a little that she was keeping something from Jake, but it was only a little girly fling and she would tell him all about it later.
At the Tremont's bungalow Michelle told Alfred all about her impending conquest; this was a game they loved to play. For Alfred, the Turners were an especially delightful pair. He was going to enjoy making the loving wife beg for his dick in front of her husband, but he was going to enjoy more introducing big, strapping Jacob to sucking dick and sodomy. Alfred was pleased that Michelle had found a way to get a pill into the Turner husband. Michelle had dropped it into the small cream pitcher that Jake lightened his coffee with.
Alfred and Michelle had a good idea of the capabilities of their little wonder drug and of its shortcomings after using it the last few months. The drug did not turn the person who swallowed it into a mindless robot. Instead, it made the recipient much, much more susceptible to persuasion. The Tremonts had discovered that Michelle was much better at using the drug on adults. Her natural ability to relate to people and her seductiveness combined to allow her to manipulate all but the hardest cases. Alfred tended to be too brusque and demanding too soon. The game was much more pleasurable the way Michelle played it. Oh, it was going to be a joy corrupting those two love birds, Alfred thought.
Michelle was also looking forward to getting one or both Turners into bed. She was really attracted to Melissa; the dark-haired beauty was even more enticing than Cindy Sorenson. The husband was not bad either; she loved big strong men -- although she never let Alfred know that about her. Michelle was going to sample the Turners by herself first, she decided, before Alfred ruined them. Her husband's harsh treatment of Cindy still rankled Michelle.
The next morning, Melissa joined the group going shopping while the men either played golf or went surfing. Jake was in the surfing group with Kane. Jake and the Kahuna had an opportunity to talk privately as they lay on their boards waiting for a wave.
"You are right about Tremont; vileness hangs thick around him," Kane said.
"He puts on a good front; but underneath he thinks we are all insignificant worms. The real problem with him is that he has the means to accomplish anything he desires. He has to be neutralized," Jake replied.
"I agree, and I think I know how we can cover his disappearance. His wife is not as bad but she is a strange one. Have you noticed how much alike they are? Usually a couple has to be married for a long time before they start acting that much alike. He covers it mostly; but he is effeminate. If you find out their story I want to hear it."
They discussed Kane's idea until a big inbound swell caught their attention. Kane's proposal had real merit and was not that far from Jake's own idea. Over the course of the morning, in between some killer waves, they worked out a very good plan.
Melissa was on pins and needles as she dressed for the shopping trip to Hilo. She felt like a teenager going on her first date. She wanted to look her best for Michelle; she wanted Michelle to want her. Melissa shook her head as that thought popped into it. Melissa was not use to going out of her way to entice anyone other than her husband, yet here she was dolling up for someone else. She could not believe that she had hid this from her husband. He was not jealous or possessive, after all, and it was her idea that they would not have partners without telling each other. She would tell him that afternoon, she decided, before things went any further. Satisfied with her look she hurried down to the inn, amazed at how eager she was to see Michelle.
Melissa and Michelle chatted about their lives on the way to town. Their existences were very different. Melissa was taken with how sophisticated Michelle was as she described this grand ball and that charity black-tie affair. Michelle was impressed that Melissa was the business person in her marriage. All during the ride, Michelle kept her thigh pressed against Melissa and made a point of touching her often. Once in town the group split up; they were supposed to meet back at the bus at two. Michelle led the way as they window-shopped. They picked up a few souvenirs, then Michelle directed her into a dimly lit little bar for a drink. Michelle picked a booth in the rear and slid in beside Melissa. The bar was long and narrow with booths against the wall across from the bar. At the back, restrooms flanked a beaded curtain; behind the curtain were a small dance floor, a few round tables, a jukebox, and a pool table. The place was practically deserted at the early hour they arrived. Melissa thought it was a little too early for a drink but she was enjoying herself, so why not.
Michelle ordered them fruity concoctions that barely hinted at the alcohol they contained. As they sat sipping their Mai Tais, Michelle put her hand on Melissa's knee again. Melissa had been waiting for her touch and spread her legs without any encouragement. Michelle traced her long nails under Melissa's dress; her teasing touch caused Melissa to shiver in anticipation as they talked. Michelle turned the conversation to sex as she tantalizingly stoked her new friend's silky thigh. Melissa allowed that she and Jake had other women that they made love to.
"Other women, but not other men, why is that?" Michelle asked.
"It was my idea," Melissa answered truthfully. "Jake is the only man I'll ever want or need. He was only fifteen when we started going together so I decided that he should try other women. Since I like women too, we decided that we would share female lovers openly."
"Are you planning to share me?" Michelle asked.
"I would love that, but it's your choice. I did not tell him about us as you asked. I feel a little guilty about keep a secret from him. Would you join us if I wanted you too?"
"Maybe. Would Al be with us also? I'd love to see you with him. He would rock your world."
Melissa was not as repulsed by the idea as she thought she should be, but she was not that interested either. Michelle had finally teased up to her panties and was lightly stroking Melissa's mound through them. Melissa slumped down in the bench slightly to give her better access.
"I don't know if I'm ready for another man yet. But, if we were all together partying, who knows what could happen. I do know for sure that I'm hot for you. When can we be alone somewhere with a bed?" Melissa asked boldly.
Michelle chuckled and slipped her finger under the leg band of her companion's panties. She loved the freshly shave, dewy wet softness that she encountered.
"Soon as we can. I want you, too: you are sooo sexy. Hey, drink up, I'm ready for another, and I don't like to drink alone."
Michelle slipped a pill into Melissa's second drink and continued turning up the sexual heat. Michelle was pleased when Melissa's hand went exploring under the table also. Michelle broke the spell by saying she needed to use the ladies. Melissa went with her. They shared some hot kisses before returning to the table. Melissa was looking back at Michelle laughing at something she had said when she rounded the corner of the booth and started to slip into it. She recoiled in surprise as she saw the booth was already occupied.
"Hello, ladies; hope you don't mind if I join you." said a smiling Alfred Tremont.
"Of course not, dear," Michelle replied giving Melissa a little
nudge into the booth.