Harem Sisters – part 05/19 (Darth_Aussie)

Chapter 13

“Ready for your first day, Jason?” Tori asked as she strode into my bedroom. I was in the middle of figuring out how to operate my tie; I’d worn one for graduation and I seemed to remember having the same issues I was now, hence why I never wore one for work.

“Yeah…nearly,” I replied.

My little sister—obviously seeing signs of my futility—stepped between me and the standing mirror in the corner of my room. Tori batted my hands away from my collar and set about undoing my tie from the complicated noose I’d turned it into.

“You’ve never been good with these,” she said with a smile. “Dad isn’t either, that’s why he doesn’t wear one.”

I looked down at my baby sister. She was fresh from bed and her hair was still the tangled mess I created in the early hours of the morning when I snuck into her room. She’d gotten dressed at least—when I left her, she was passed out and completely naked.

This morning she’d picked out a low-cut blue crop top and a pair of unicorn pyjama shorts. They actually looked like ones she wore when she was twelve and the size difference showed as the thin material hugged her ass and hips like a second skin.

As accustomed as I was to seeing my baby sister in little to no clothing, she was still able to get me hard in just a few seconds.

The last few days had been spent doing our own thing mostly. I was enjoying my free time until I started my new job and Tori was catching up with our mother and hanging out with her friends. We still had sex every night, waiting till our parents retired and either spending a few hours making love, or banging out a quickie before I snuck back to my room. Two nights earlier I had nearly gotten caught as the hallway light turned on after leaving Tori’s room. Our mother had come down to ask my sister something—she wouldn’t say what—but luckily, I was outside the bathroom door, so I used that as an excuse as to why I was out of bed. I was lucky I’d worn my underwear out of my sisters room instead of striding naked across the hallway like I’d done the previous nights. Still…I felt my mother’s eyes linger on my body for longer than was appropriate.

Vicky had even come over to stay the night, my parents knew about us and there was nothing to hide there. Vicky and I went to bed shortly before my parents, with a sly smile from my sister. Once I had my blonde lover in her post orgasmic coma, I went and visited Tori.

She was asleep herself and surely wasn’t expecting me, but although I’d fucked Vicky that night, I held off on my release for her. Tori woke up to her own moaning and fell asleep shortly after I filled her up. Both girls had huge grins on their face the following morning at breakfast.

“You look cute today,” I said to Tori.

She smiled in response and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. I wanted more from her—I always did—but we both knew the importance of keeping what we had from our parents, plus the secrecy and sneaking around was a massive turn on. Fucking my sister had become as necessary as breathing, eating, sleeping. But when I didn’t get it when I wanted, I craved it more, and it made our time together much more intense.

“And you look very handsome,” Tori said as she finished tying my tie. We sneaked a quick tongue kiss before the sound of footsteps down the hallway put distance between us. I went to straighten my tie but realised my sister had done a great job. I pretended to straighten it anyway when my mother walked in.

“Well…don’t you look handsome,” my mother said.

I turned around to see her studying me intently. I wasn’t sure what had gotten into my mother recently. I dismissed her behaviour for now, my whole family had gotten weird since I was gone, myself included.

“Thanks mum,” I replied.

“Your father’s waiting in the garage. Hurry up, you don’t want to be late on your first day.”

I checked the time on my watch, we had plenty of time but if dad wanted to leave now, we left now.

“Alright. I’ll see you two tonight, love you both.”

I gave Tori a platonic hug and kiss on the cheek, and to make it look less suspicious I did the same to my mother as I passed her.

I was going to work with my father this morning, being my first day he wanted to show me around when we got there. I guessed I’d be driving with him the next few days since there wasn’t a company car available yet, I was itching to get my own set of wheels so I could take Tori on a trip somewhere. The elevator doors opened, and I was greeted by my old man leaning against the hood of his car, he looked like he was out of Grease with his leather jacket and jeans. I wondered if he was going through his mid-life crisis yet, this is kind of what I expected when he did.

“Right on time son. Get in, I’m driving,” he said, nodding his head towards the car.

I rounded the black BMW and climbed into the passenger seat, barely getting the door closed before we were speeding out of the garage.

My father drove like a mad man, speeding and changing lanes like a race car driver. I hung onto the safety handle as we shot down the streets of Bondi and off to my new job. Fortunately for me, we slowed down a lot once we hit the Sydney morning traffic. We were only about a thirty-minute drive from office to home on a good day and the trip was made mostly in silence, which was fine by me as I started reflecting over my time home.

I was in love with my little sister, and I was also fucking her best friend. We’d also had one of her other friends join us in bed and watch, plus other things. I wasn’t sure exactly how I felt about Vicky and Hayley, both girls were amazing in their own ways and I would have been more than happy with either one of them two weeks ago, but now I wanted both.

Perhaps I was starting to get greedy, loving a girl who encouraged me to make love to her friends was probably spoiling me for any future woman, but I didn’t care.

Vicky was an absolute babe, she had the perfect tanned skin and blonde hair of a surf model. Her curves and large breasts made any swimsuit she wore erotic and sensual, she also liked being fucked rough and could suck a golf ball through a garden hose.

Hayley was almost the opposite to her curvaceous fiend. Pale and slender, the brunette’s dark hair framed her resting bitch face that only seemed to break when she smiled at me, her perfect lips curling just enough to show me emotion. I liked her smiles; she rarely gave them out as I could see, and it made me feel special that she showed emotion. Her pale skin contrasted greatly against both Tori and Vicky, and her body was amazing. Her breasts weren’t as large as either of my two lovers, but they were perfectly shaped and perky, her ass was also a small tight peach, ripe for the plucking.

I desperately wanted to fuck her, and by the look in her eyes I knew she wanted me too. But I would respect her relationship with Leon and wouldn’t push for anything to happen; she was a great girl and I genuinely enjoyed her friendship.

My thoughts drifted to my sister’s other friends, Lucy and Liz.

Lucy was a certainty; we’d made out the night we went dancing and she wasn’t shy about showing me what she wanted. Where she lacked the booty of my sister or Vicky, the slim Asian girl made up for in sheer bust size. I was still shocked a girl of her slender frame could hold up—let alone grow—such impressive assets.

She was quite taller than the other girls—only a few inches shorter than myself—which paid off well for her since she had amazing legs, legs I hoped to have wrapped around me soon enough.

Liz was a strange one for me. The tall redhead was definitely stunning, her athletic body was super-hot. Toned abs, shapely ass and legs, she had the perfect mixture of feminine softness and toned muscle definition. It made sense when I found out she was an exotic dancer, maybe that’s why she had a dislike for men since she was around them a lot. I’d have to get her alone sometime and actually talk to her, nut out the problem she had with me so we could all get along. I wasn’t expecting her to jump my bones like the others, but I at least wanted her on my side.

I let my thoughts of the sexy girls in my life go as we pulled up to my father’s office building, it was a small firm with only a handful of lawyers working for my father. Whilst small they had an excellent reputation and charged a mint for their legal representation. I’d been here before many times when I was younger, my father had been in the same location for over a decade now.

I followed my old man from the car park to the entrance, a burly security guard opened the door for us and gave my dad a welcoming smile. I then watched as my father quite obviously flirted with the receptionist before heading to the elevators.

“Not a word to your mother,” my dad said when we were out of earshot of the reception desk. “About what?” I said with a smile.

Dad gave me a sidelong glance, then let a smile touch his lips.

“Good man,” he replied.

There were few people downstairs, mostly walking in pairs as they conversed or an intern rushing about with stacks of papers in their arms. Clients waited in the lobby for their turn to see their selected solicitor, some I knew by face only as famous athletes, probably here to get help with some drunken act of disorderly conduct. These people happily paid the fee my father’s office set down to get them out of shit, most of them had more money than they knew what to do with and would prefer to keep their careers.

When the elevator reached the lobby a pair of men in suits stepped out, both stepped to the sides of my father and I offered him “Good morning Mr Parks,” and “Great to see you Mr Parks.” My old man acknowledged the greetings without words and that seemed to satisfy the pair.

“They’re new,” my dad said once the doors closed and we started ascending. “Good management is to acknowledge them and their work. But don’t become their friend,” he added in a lecturing tone. I nodded my understanding but remained silent.

The elevator doors opened, and we stepped into a second lobby. A large circular desk sat across from the elevator with an empty seat. I knew the layout of the top floor well, my father’s office sat to once side of the reception desk and his partners sat to the other side. At least that’s where his partners desk was, before he retired.

Parks and Brown was the name of the firm before old man Jacob Brown decided to retire, handing the reins over completely to my father, and now the sign out front read simply, ‘Parks.’ As the story goes, my father was taken on as an unpaid intern by Jacob—at Grandpa’s insistence—where he worked his way up the ladder, from paid work in the mail room all the way to up Mr Brown’s personal assistant. He studied law the entire time he worked here and according to Jacob; was the best he’d ever seen. Brown made my father a partner when he was only twenty-one and the two had been making a big name for themselves ever since. I hoped my sudden push to my father’s assistant wasn’t seen as favouritism by any of his employees.

“Greetings Mr Parks,” a woman’s voice called from his office. “I have the cases you requested on your desk.” From out of my father’s office came a platinum-haired beauty, even my time around gorgeous girls since being home hadn’t dulled my senses for hot women when I saw one.

She was of average height with porcelain white skin, hair neatly parted down the middle and perfectly straight. She wore a tight white blouse that was unbuttoned just enough to spy her generous breasts. A long black pencil skirt hugged her slim hips and stopped mid-thigh, showing off her perfect legs. She had a ring pierced through one side of her nose and one through her bottom lip, many more adorned her ears and even a couple in her right eyebrow. She was that perfect goth/punk rock hot that most guys dreamed of bedding at least once in their life.

I felt like I was staring, but no one seemed to notice. I spied tattoos peeking out from her short sleeves and down her legs and immediately wondered where else was tattooed. I found it odd for my father to hire someone so covered in tattoos and piercings when he’d forbade my sister getting anything but her ears pierced, and with the strict dress code he set for his employees.

“Ahh…Natalie. Good to see. Are you settling in alright?” my father replied. He crossed the room and met her halfway, giving her a firm handshake and a touch on the shoulder.

“Yes. Of course, Mr Parks,” Natalie replied with a professional smile. My father nodded as if to himself and then turned to me.

“This is my son Jason. Jason this is Natalie Brown, my new secretary.”

That’s when recognition hit me, Jacob Brown’s granddaughter.

We’d met a couple of times when we were kids, put together at work functions to play since we were close in age. But I hadn’t seen her since I went away, and she obviously changed a bunch.

“Jason. It’s so good to see you again,” Natalie said with a smile. “You’ve gotten quite handsome.”

“It’s a pleasure Natalie. You’ve changed a lot, I like your new look,” I shook her hand and offered her a warm smile, one she returned.

“Well I hope you two get along. You’ll be working closely together,” my old man said once introductions were done. I immediately started thinking about how closely I’d like to work with her but dismissed that thought before I started tenting my slacks.

“I look forward to working with you Jason,” Natalie said.

“So do I,” I replied.

“Well I’ve got cases to look over and assign, but I’m technically still on holidays so it’ll be a short day. Natalie. Can you show Jason around and get him situated?” my father said as he turned to head into his office, not needing a reply to know it would get done.

His door closed and Natalie turned to face me with a smile.

“We’ll be sharing a desk, don’t worry I don’t have cooties,” the gorgeous platinum blonde said with a smile.

“Noted,” I replied with a chuckle.

“Come on. I’m new here too but I can show you around,” Natalie added.

The next hour was filled with Natalie taking me around the office building—floor by floor—introducing me to everyone she’d already met, I doubted I could remember everyone’s name by tomorrow morning.

Most of the staff in the building seemed to be interns, mailmen, assistants and the occasional Lawyer. Natalie informed me one our rounds that my father had just hired a good number of new solicitors to deal with cases for families with low income and disabilities, something about it being her grandfather’s dream. That struck me as an odd thing for my father to do, he never really seemed to care about those less fortunate than himself. But I’d been surprised more than once by my family since I came home.

“Do you remember playing together as kids?” Natalie asked as we roe the elevator back to the top floor.

“Of course I do,” I replied.

“Did you know that I also had a crush on you when we were kids?” she added.

That drew my attention to her, and I noticed her top had unbuttoned a few more rungs. I was feeling really confident with this girl, old me would have stuttered and probably started sweating at such an obvious flirt. But not anymore.

“Had?” I asked with a raised eyebrow and cocky grin.

She didn’t reply, but simply gave me a coy smile and sauntered out of the elevator when the doors opened. Surely, she was giving her hips that added sway on purpose.

I followed Natalie to the desk we would be sharing to find my father’s office door open and the room empty.

“Do you know where my father’s gone?” I asked the platinum blonde babe.

“He went home early. Something about lunch with your mother,” Natalie replied.

“Well fuck…he was my ride home,” I added with a sigh.

“It’s fine. I already said I could give you a ride home,” she said.

“Wait. He told you he was going home but not me. When?”

“He texted me about an hour ago. He also said we can go home early once I showed you around,” she added.

“Well I guess there’s nothing for us to do here now,” I said and turned back to the elevator.

“Jason…wait,” Natalie said from behind me.

I turned around to see her leaning against our desk, even more buttons seemed to have slipped and I got a wonderful view of her lacey black bra.

“Yes?” I asked with an arched eyebrow. She obviously still had a thing for me, and her forward nature was doing wonders for my confidence. Surely the girls wouldn’t mind if I added another notch to my belt, it was their idea to share me after all.

“Are you seeing anyone?” Natalie asked with a hint of hesitation in her voice.

“Yes,” I replied. I waited a moment for the disappointment to show on her face, just for a second. “Two people,” I added.

My father knew Vicky and I were sleeping together, and he suspected Hayley and I were up to the deed too, even if we hadn’t had sex yet. So technically I was telling the truth, although I would have to keep Tori’s name from my list of lovers.

The look on her face was a mixture of surprise and intrigue. Usually whenever you told a girl you were sleeping with multiple women, they tended to think you were a pig. But then again, I doubt many guys admitted that to a sexy woman with obvious interests in them.

“Two?” Natalie repeated as she crossed the room to me.

“Yeah, two,” I confirmed.

She was close enough I could smell her perfume; a faint whiff of lavender filled my nose. Natalie ran her hands up my stomach and rested her palms against my chest.

“Do they know?” she asked with a questioning eyebrow raised.

“Was their idea,” I answered casually.

The platinum blonde bit her lip and encircled her arms around my neck, pressing her slender, tight body into mine.

“They don’t mind sharing?” she asked in a sultry whisper.

“Not at all. Apparently, I have a magic dick,” I said confidently. I was expecting a laugh from the gorgeous blonde but simply licked her lips in response.

I was full mast by now and there was no way I was going to leave this office with blue balls. I grabbed Natalie’s hips and pulled her into a kiss, it was a lusty, wet kiss filled with plenty of tongue. I guided us over to the couch against one wall, we left a trail of clothes in our wake and by the time Natalie pushed me onto the leather couch I was down to my boxers and she her sexy lingerie.

I took in her near naked tattooed body. Some tattoos were snaking down to her calves and forearms. I tried to study each image as she spun around, showing off to me with a devious smile. The dragon across her right shoulder caught my eye the most, the head resting on her upper arm while the body ran down her back ending with the tail on her right butt cheek. Her right thigh was tattooed with a grinning skull while her left was a collage of cute cartoon kittens, I was never big on body art, but I really enjoyed looking at Natalie’s.

She slipped her bra off and tossed it carelessly over her shoulder before striking a pose, her perky breasts as pale as the rest of her un-inked skin. Her nipples were erect, and I could see little rings hanging from each.

As I was about to slip my boxers off, I stopped, looked to Natalie, then back to my crotch. She got the hint and dropped to her knees, between my legs. She gasped in delight as she carefully yanked my underwear down and my erect cock sprung free, slapping against my stomach.

“Magic indeed,” she said with a giggle.

I smiled and was soon moaning as her lips enveloped my tip. She was obviously a master of sucking dick, playing my tool as expertly as a professional musician played their instrument. The entire time she sucked, licked and slurped at my cock, she maintained eye contact with me, her pale blue orbs staring into mine, even when she deep throated me.

I marvelled again at my situation, another sexy girl worshipping my cock. Her skills were on par with Vicky, that was for sure. But it was the unique way she pleasured me that had me on edge, each girl was like a new flavour of the rainbow.

When I had, had enough of her oral masterwork—not that I could get enough, I just really wanted to fuck her—I motioned for her to stop. She scooted back and stood up, striding over to our shared workspace. She leaned over the desk and pressed something, the lights on the elevator turned off.

“What was that?” I asked as I stood up, stroking my slick cock.

“Privacy. It stops this floor from being chosen,” she replied.

Before I could ask more questioned the platinum blonde slipped her skimpy panties down her smooth legs, leaned against our desk and spread her legs, wiggling her ass at me.

“I want that monster in my ass,” she said.

I was taken aback by her demand, while I’d always wanted to try anal with a girl, the ones I asked never agreed and the ones that did, hated it. As much as I wanted to pound this beauties ass, I was the one in charge of this.

I walked up behind the pale skinned nympho and slapped her ass, leaving a handprint immediately on her tender skin. I was rewarded with a moan and a wiggle of her hips, as if they were asking for more.

“Ask nicely,” I said after another slap, this time to her opposite cheek.

“Please fuck my ass. I need it,” she moaned.

I stroked my cock a few more times and cupped her pussy, rubbing her slick mound. Her hips gyrated into my hand and she let out a groan of frustration when I pulled my hand away. I rubbed her wetness along my cock, then began grinding my length against her ass, between her pale cheeks.

She was practically panting with anticipation by this stage, her hips acted as if they had a mind of their own as they pushed into me and gyrated. I gave her ass another slap, then gripped her cheeks with both hands. I pressed my tip against her tight hole and gently applied pressure, I was desperate to fuck her, but I didn’t want to hurt the beautiful woman.

She must have sensed my hesitation and pushed back, impaling her halfway on my cock.

“Just jam it in…I can take it,” she said through heavy breathes.

I was never one to disappoint women, so I did.

I slammed myself deep inside Natalie and she rewarded me with a loud scream of pleasure, her body began shaking almost immediately when I hilted myself inside her.

“You okay?” I asked.

“Oh fuck yes I am. Please keep going,” she replied. She lowered herself completely onto the desk and opened her body to me. So, I took it.

I grabbed her hips and started slamming into her tight ass hard and fast, each time my hips slapped her ass Natalie let out a loud yelp. I really wasn’t used to anal sex and it was so much tighter than I imagined. I knew I wouldn’t last long in this position, but I think we both knew we didn’t sign up for much more than a quickie at the office.

“Where do you want me to cum?” I asked while driving my rod deep inside her.

“Fill my ass,” she replied between ragged breaths. That nearly made me blow my load then and there.

I wasn’t sure if she could orgasm from anal stimulation, it was an odd topic that one. So, I reached around her and slipped my hand between her legs, I began rubbing her dripping pussy, which drew more frantic moans from the sexy girl.

“Oh fuck!!…Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!!” was all I could hear from Natalie, but then I felt it.

Her ass clenched tightly around me and the increased pressure brought me to climax immediately. Her pussy gushed as I filled her ass with seed, Natalie moaning and shaking beneath me as she was unable to do anything but ride out her orgasm as I rode her ass, filling her with mine.

After a couple of minutes rest, I stumbled back, my cock slipping free of her well fucked hole. I slumped onto the couch breathing heavily, sweating like I’d run a marathon. Natalie held herself up on the desk, her legs were still shaking, and I doubted she could have walked more than a few steps.

“Holy fucking shit,” I said.

“That is definitely one magic cock,” Natalie replied when she finally got her breathing under control. She pushed herself off the desk and stood on unsteady legs. My breathing was under control by now, but my heart was still pumping, the sight of my father’s sexy secretary had my cock twitching, but I was out of juice for the moment.

“You still cool with that ride home?” I asked while she slipped her panties back on.

“Of course. A ride for a ride,” she replied. She licked her lips as she eyed my deflated cock.

Chapter 14

The drive home was uneventful, Natalie and I chatted about what we expected from work and the best way to work together. It was a little odd since I filled her ass with my seed less than half an hour ago, but I was used to odd things happening lately.

She pulled up to the apartments I was staying at with my family and tuned to me in her seat.

“About earlier,” she said. “It doesn’t have to be weird at work, we’re professionals.”

I looked her gorgeous platinum blonde in the eyes and nodded.

“Of course not,” I replied with a smile. “Today wasn’t even a proper day, was more like an orientation, a trial.”

Natalie laughed and flashed me a smile.

“Hope I passed,” she said in almost a whisper. “I would like to see you again, outside work.”

“I’d like that too Natalie,” I replied. I leaned over to her and gently kissed the beautiful tattooed woman. She returned my kiss and smiled as I climbed out of her car.

“Your girls won’t mind?” she asked as I was about to close the door.

“They shouldn’t. But I’ll talk to them,” I replied. Unsure how I was going to broach the subject.

“Maybe I could meet them sometime?” Natalie asked, sounding a little nervous.

“That might be doable,” I answered, unsure how I was going to swing this past Tori.

“Okay. Say hey to your sister for me Jason, see you at work tomorrow.” Then the beautiful blonde was driving down the street.

“Shit,” I said to myself. Completely spacing on the fact that Tori and Natalie knew each other and might even still talk.

I headed inside and took the elevator to the apartment; I badly needed a shower after the office anal session with Natalie and hoped I could sneak in without anyone noticing me. The living room and kitchen was empty as I came in and I could hear my sister talking when I approached the hallway entrance.

I crept along—not wanting to draw attention to myself yet—and passed her room. Her door was open, and she was laying on her stomach, facing away from the doorway. She was still dressed in the far too short unicorn shorts from this morning and just a bra, I stopped to admire the curve of her ass for a moment. There was no one else in the room and I noticed she was talking to someone on her phone, I guessed it was one of the girls. Now was a perfect chance to get a quick shower in so I didn’t reek of sex, although I wasn’t entirely certain Tori would mind.

I entered the bathroom and closed the door quietly, stripping down to my birthday suit. I switched the shower on and set it to the temperature I’d programmed for myself.

I let the steamy water wash over my body and used the shower gel to wash the sweat and stink from my body. Only after a few minutes was I interrupted, the door opening and Tori’s smiling face peeking in.

“Nice to see you bro,” she said while letting her eyes roam my body.

“You too sis. Care to join me?” I asked with a wink.

She giggled and bit her lip but shook her head.

“Better not. Mum and Dad are upstairs,” she said.

It was a bit of a downer my parents were home, I was hoping for a bit of privacy with Tori so I could talk to her about the day I had. I wanted to be completely honest with my baby sister about everything, if she had a problem with me sleeping with someone other than her friends, I needed to know about it straight away.

“Come here,” Tori said quietly. Motioning for me to come to the shower door. I turned the water off and crossed the wet tiles to where my baby sister was. As soon as I was within arms-reach, Tori dropped to her knees and took my flaccid cock into her mouth. I was standing inside the shower still while she knelt on the tiles outside, working my hardening cock with her mouth alone.

Before long I was rock hard and her hands came into play, she wasn’t the most masterful at oral manipulation, but she knew what I liked. She worked my shaft for a good five minutes, but since I’d just fucked Natalie a short time ago, I knew it would take more than a blow job to get me off.

“Hey Tor. I gotta tell you som—” I was cut off by the sounds of our parents talking in the kitchen, their voices travelling down the hallway and through the open bathroom door. Tori shot to her feet, wiped her mouth on a towel and peered through the gap in the door.

“I gotta go. I’ll finish you later,” she said as she crossed the room on bare feet, kissed me, then quietly snuck out of the bathroom and back to her room.

“Damnit,” I muttered to myself. I was so close to telling her, and now I had a boner to add to the problems.

I quickly dried and snuck into my room to change and wait for my erection to calm its shit.

I kept a healthy distance from my sister for the rest of the evening. I wanted to talk to her about Natalie, but I also wanted to throw her over my shoulder and take her to bed. I could do both after my folks went to bed.

I mostly chatted with dad about what was expected of me at work next week. Yeah, so it turns out my old man wasn’t ready to head back to work after all and decided to take the rest of the week, meaning I had no one to assist so I too was off work. That also meant I had to wait till next week for the work car, and to see Natalie again. Maybe it was a good idea to have a little time between seeing her at work again so I could figure out what my sister thought about it.

At about 10:00pm—as usual—my old man declared he was heading to bed, giving my mother a look. She’d follow a few minutes later and the tell-tale sounds of our parents fucking was all Tori and I needed before we were in each-other’s arms again.

We ended up in her bed again, this time Tori was on top, riding me with gusto. Her hips rocking and gyrating like she was trying to milk me—and sometimes I thought she was. We climaxed together and I filled her up after only twenty minutes since our parents went to bed. We’d nearly been caught one night when our dad went to get a drink after he was done, so we decided that while Mum and Dad were home, it was quickies.

Neither of us liked that idea very much, since we loved being naked together and taking our time, but we’d take what we could of each other for now.

“Hey Tor?” I asked as we lay tangled together, legs intertwined and my sister head resting on my chest.

“What’s up Jace?” She murmured softly.

“Are you for real that you don’t mind sharing me?” I asked straight out. Sometimes these things were like a band-aid, just get it over and done with.

Tori raised her head and looked into my eyes, then smiled.

“Of course silly. I want you to be happy,” she said. Then kissed me softly. “You could fuck as many girls as you want, and I wouldn’t be bothered” she said after our kissed. “As long as I get my share,” Tori added.

“Well…today I fucked Natalie,” I blurted out.

Tori looked at me serious for a moment, not saying a word. Then she started laughing.

“I know. She called me earlier,” my sister was grinning at me like she’d played the biggest joke in the world.

“Wait!? She called you to brag about it?” I asked incredulously.

“Yeah. We’ve been pretty close since you went to Melbourne,” Tori said.

“Well…fuck,” I whispered mostly to myself. “She doesn’t know about us, does she?” I asked. Tori shook her head and I breathed a sigh of relief; I knew if I wanted to keep it up with her, I’d have to tell her the truth but right now I wanted to test the waters to see how she would react.

“She’s hot. Nice work Jace,” Tori added with a wink.

I grinned at my baby sister and rolled her onto her back, her legs spread immediately for me and welcomed me in. We kissed deeply, not a care in the world for our parents upstairs or the fact we might be caught. I didn’t give a shit about anyone else in the world at this moment, only Tori.

The buzzer from the front door echoed through the apartment, scaring the shit out of me so badly, I leapt off the bed and half had my pants pulled on. My flight response was real when I heard footsteps on the stairs.

“I gotta run. Love you sis,” I quickly kissed her and gathered up the rest of my clothes.

“I love you too,” Tori replied as I snuck out of her room and into my own, leaving my door open slightly.

I wasn’t sure who would be calling on my parents at this hour but I sure as hell didn’t want to get caught in Tori’s room, literally with my pants down. But as it turned out, the caller wasn’t for my father, nor my mother.

“Tori…if you’re awake sweetheart you need to come out,” I heard my father’s voice just down the hall at my sisters room. It was gentle but it sounded like he was masking some anger. I was worried now; I had no idea what could make him call my sister out in the middle of the night. I threw a shirt on and opened my bedroom door.

“Dad? What’s wrong?” I asked in a little more than a whisper.

I as expecting a thunderous look from my old man when he turned his gaze on me, he did look angry, but it softened when he saw me.

“You better come too my boy,” he replied.

Future questions were cut off when Tori’s bedroom door opened, she was dressed in loose green pyjama pants and a small black T-shirt, not showing any signs of her sexy body beneath.

“What’s up daddy?” she asked as she put her glasses on.

“It’s Hayley…come,” he said.

I followed Tori and my father into the living room, my mother sat on the couch with her arms around Hayley, the curly haired brunette had been evidently crying. But what I saw next had my blood boiling.

The left side of her face was bruised around her eye, not quite a black eye but close. A small split on her lip was also decorated with some bruising.

The all-star beauty therapist—someone I’d never seen looking anything but stunning—was in tears, he constant dark make-up smeared across her pale cheeks, he hair was frizzy and looked in serious need of a brush. But most of all, which hurt the most to look at, she looked scared and vulnerable.

Tori rushed to her side and hugged her friend, our mother stayed where she was, but she gave the girls their space. The grinding of teeth drew my attention, but when I looked about, I realized it was me. My fists hurt from being clenched so hard and rage thundered through my body, I needed to hit someone.

“Was it?” my sister asked softly, to which Hayley nodded her head and a fresh wave of tears broke free. Tori looked to me and I could see the hurt in her eyes, hurt for her friend and hurt because she knew I cared about Hayley too.

“Dad. Can I borrow the car,” I asked through gritted teeth.

“I’ll drive,” he replied. Already turning towards the door.

We both put shoes on and were out the door without another word, the women stayed silent except to comfort Hayley.

“I can do this myself,” I said to my dad as we reached the car.

“I know,” he said simply.

“Then why?” I asked.

“Because I know where Leon and Hayley live,” he replied. “Also. I’m a great witness.” He added without any mirth.

I nodded and climbed into the passenger seat, buckled my seat belt and stewed in my anger.

We drove in silence the entire way, I hardly noticed the passage of time and distance as the bright lights of Sydney’s city and traffic flashed by, I just kept picturing Hayley’s bruised face.

Before I knew it, my father was stopping the car, the parking brake being applied snapped me out of my trance-like state.

“We’re here son,” my father announced.

“You can wait here if you—” before I could finish, my old man was already out of his seat and striding purposefully to the apartment buildings entrance. I rushed to catch up with him and try to talk him out of coming with me, he must have sensed what I was about to say.

“I’m not letting you go in there alone Jason,” he said sternly. “In part to make sure you’re okay and to make sure you don’t go too far.”

I nodded my head as answer and tried the door, it was locked. I should have guessed it would be since it had a similar buzz-in system that my parents place did. I checked the names beside each button, but they were all last names and it just occurred to me that I didn’t know any of the girls surnames, nor Leon’s.

“It’s that one,” my father said. He pointed to the tag reading ‘L. Russo’.

“I should be surprised you know that. But I’m not,” I said with a chuckle, my father replied with a half grin.

I raised my hand to press the buzzer—with no idea what I was going to say—but my old man grabbed my wrist before I could.

“What’s your plan boy? Ring the bell and hope he lets you in for a chat?” he still held my wrist and while I wasn’t trying to pull away, I could feel he had a strong grip.

“I hadn’t really thought this far ahead,” I replied.

“I thought as much,” he muttered. “Do you want to confront him?”

“Yes,” I replied flatly.

“Good,” he added. He released my hand and scanned the names on the intercom before pressing one. The buzzer sounded and we waited in silence for a few seconds. It was quite late so I suspected anyone we signalled might be asleep and in a bad mood.

After a minute a voice answered, sounding annoying and tired.

“Do you know what time it is?” answered a disgruntled sounded male.

“Sorry to bother you sir. I’m here to see a Leon Russo about a noise complaint,” my father answered before I could.

“About time. That guy’s a jackass,” replied the man. “I’ll buzz you in but I’m not making a statement, I need to sleep”

“Thank you sir. Enjoy the rest of your night,” my father replied.

The main door clicked, and I pulled it open and let my father pass first. This building was a lot older than the one I was staying in with my parents, there was an elevator in the lobby, but it had an out of order sticker taped to it, so we took the stairs.

“How did you know to do that?” I asked my father as we walked up the flights of stairs.

“A trick an old cop buddy of mine told me,” my father replied.

We reached the correct floor and I checked the address on each door, apartment 3A was the one. Each floor had only two apartments on each and the man who let us in shared a floor with Leon and Hayley, I hoped we didn’t make too much noise and wake the poor guy up again.

“Here we go,” I said to my father.

I rapped my knuckles on the door to apartment 3A and waited, I could hear voices on the other side, so I knew he was up. I knocked again and the door flung open, Leon greeting me in nothing but a towel. He looked surprised to see me, then his look changed to a scowl.

“What the fuck do you want?” he demanded. He looked my father up and down and dismissed him immediately.

Before I could answer, movement behind Leon caught my attention. I looked passed the mostly naked man to see an olive-skinned brunette walk passed, she too was wearing nothing but a towel. She wasn’t paying attention to who was at the door, but Leon noticed my eyes drift passed him.

The smirk on his face lasted all of three seconds, right up until my fist connected with his nose. I moved before I knew what I was doing, it was like I was watching myself act instead of doing it. I could hear and feel the cartilage crunch under my blow, his face instantly a mask of blood.

Leon hit the floor with a thud, crying out in pain. But I was on him straight away, not giving him any respite. I landed another two clean punches into his face before he got his arms up, covering his busted nose and protecting his head. So I lit up his ribs with a few solid hits, his grunts and groans as satisfying to me in my current state then my sisters moans of pleasure.

A hand on my shoulder drew me out of my enraged state, I looked up to see my father standing beside me. The girl was staring in horror at the mess I made of Leon, but right now I didn’t care. I would accept any and all consequences for what I did here tonight, this fucker deserved it.

I got to my feet and plated my boot on Leon’s chest to keep him down.

“If I ever hear of you going near Hayley, my sister or any of their friends again. We’ll be having another one of these meetings,” I said with a gruff tone. I was surprised I could sound so tough, but I’d never really had anyone I cared about hurt like this.

“Fuck you. Just wait till the cops come knocking on your door asshole,” Leon replied.

As he spoke, he moved his hands away from his face, so I leaned down and punched him in the nose again. Fresh blood spurted down his face and he cried out in pain.

“And if you ever hit another woman again. You won’t see me coming,” I added, shaking my hand. I’d never really hit anyone before, and it hurt my hand more than I thought it would.

My father knelt beside Leon and motioned for me to take my foot off him. I did so and took a step back.

“Now listen here Leon. I’ve never liked you, not one bit. I hated the way you looked at my little girl,” he took on a scarily friendly tone. “I’m glad to see you gone. Just remember who I am before you call the police, because I’d be happy to tell them how you threw the first punch.”

I was more than a little shocked that my father would lie to the police about this, he was a lawyer, and this could get him in a lot of trouble.

My dad pulled his phone out as he stood up and turned to the girl—who was still standing in stunned silence—and gestured her to come over to him. She shook her head and clutched her towel tightly.

“Come on darlin. We’re not here to hurt you,” he said in a friendly tone. “But I do need to show you something.”

He took a step towards the unnamed girl and held his phone up for her to see. Once she saw the screen, she stepped closer to my dad and took the phone, looking at the screen with a shocked and repulsed expression on her gorgeous face.

“That girl’s name is Hayley. Those bruises on her face were from this scumbag earlier tonight,” my father added after a few moments.

The girl handed the phone back to my dad and I saw he had a photo of Hayley saved, it was from earlier tonight and I felt my chest tighten when I saw the bruises again. As I was thinking about laying the boot into Leon—still on his back—the towel clad girl stepped closer to him and kicked him between the legs. He cried out in pain—worse than when I broke his nose—and clutched his bruised manhood with both hands. Then the girl darted out of the room.

“Learn from your lesson Leon. Or you might not get off so easily,” my father said. Leon had no reply this time, he just whimpered on the floor of his apartment. The front door was still open, and I heard his neighbours door open from behind me, I turned to see a middle-aged man in his boxer shorts step out with a scowl.

“What in fucks name is—” he started to say. His gaze fell onto Leon and his mouth hung open, he looked between my father and I and then behind us. The girl came out of the back room, dressed and with a handbag, she looked furious.

“Sorry to be making so much racket over here. We were just leaving,” my father addressed the newest addition to the room. “Leon won’t be trouble anymore, if he is, just call me”

My dad handed the man his business card with a smile. He accepted it, looked at Leon again, and smiled.

“That jackass has been needing an ass-whoopin for a while now,” he said. He nodded to my old man then went back to his room.

“Okay my boy. Time to go,” my dad said, then turned to the girl who stood staring at Leon with a scowl. “Would you like a ride home my dear?”

“Sure…thanks,” she replied.

We all left Leon’s apartment, Leon himself was still laying on the floor, clutching his groin.

We ended up dropping Emily—the girl from Leon’s apartment—home, she was quite nice and agreed to testify that Leon threw the first punch, if it was needed. Her story was she matched with Leon on Tinder a few days ago and they’d been chatting since. He told her he was single and invited her over about an hour ago, which she accepted since he seemed like a nice guy. She’d gone to his apartment and immediately felt suspicious, since he lived with Hayley there was a lot of female décor and women’s things around. He played it off to his ex who hadn’t moved out yet, and some being his sister’s from when she visited.

She’d gone to have a shower—since she came from work—and when she came out we were there, she thanked us a few times for saving her from sleeping with him.

She thanked us again and gave me a kiss on the cheek, telling me I was one of the good guys and Hayley is lucky to have me looking out for her.

Dad gave me a wink when she got out of the car, I smiled and shook my head. It wasn’t that she wasn’t gorgeous, but I think I had enough women occupying my brain at the moment. A thought I never, ever expected to have in my entire life.

The drive home was uneventful and quiet, only a few passing comments here and there from my father. I’d just committed a crime in the presence of a lawyer, my father. Then he’d just assured I wasn’t going to get into trouble for it by getting false witness reports. I felt kind of dirty, but I preferred that to getting charged with assault.

We pulled into the reserved spot and sat in the car for a few minutes.

“You did the right thing son,” my father said after a few minutes.

“Did I?” I asked.

“Yes. Leon is scum and he needs to know he can’t assault women without consequences,” he replied. “If he does go to the police, I’ll make sure you’re covered, we can also get Hayley to charge him. Domestic violence never goes down well in court.” He added.

I nodded, and we climbed out of the car.

Back upstairs my mother was sitting in the living room with Tori and Hayley, all three stood as soon as we walked in. My sister ran up to me and hugged me, my mother simply looked at my father with a hint of concern.

“Jace. Are you okay?” Tori asked, with a touch more worry in her voice than she should be displaying, but this was a highly emotional night.

“I’m fine,” I replied.

“Come on dear. Let’s go to bed and leave the children too it,” my father said. Patting me on the shoulder as he passed. My mother offered me a smile and mouthed the words ‘Thank you’ before following her husband upstairs.

Tori took a step back and before I knew it, I had Hayley’s arms around my waist, her head pressed against my chest. I hugged back and began stroking her hair. She’d cleaned up in the time I was gone, she wore no makeup—at least none I could see—and her brown ringlets looked brushed. She also seemed to have gotten changed because she was wearing one of my new work shirts, the shirt hung down to her thighs and covered a great deal of her. But she still looked sexy as hell.

“Are you hurt?” Hayley asked me, turning her head up to look at me.

“No. Not at all,” I replied.

“Your hand,” she said.

Hayley stepped away from me and took my hand in hers, I noticed for the first time that I had a bruise and swelling forming on my two smallest knuckles. I really needed to know how to throw a punch without hurting myself.

“Leon?” Tori asked. The name making Hayley wince.

“He won’t be bothering you again. He got the message,” I said to both my sister and Hayley.

Tori gave me a smile and hugged me, then hugged her friend. Then I was being dragged off to the bathroom by both the girls.

Looking in the mirror for the first time since I got home, I could understand why the girls were worried. I had blood on my face and shirt, turns out Leon was a squirter. I’d also got a fair amount of blood on my hands, so the girls went about cleaning me up, insisting I had to take my shirt off to do it.

Hayley was smiling again as Tori made jokes, she was always good at breaking tension in a room. But Hayley looked a little more reserved, drawn in then she usually was. I guess she just needed time to process what happened tonight, she hadn’t asked what went down at Leon’s apartment, and I wouldn’t say until she was ready.

Once I was cleaned up—and somehow in my underwear—we left the bathroom, I headed to my room and Tori to hers. There wasn’t a chance of us being together tonight and to be honest, it wasn’t really the right mood for sex. I got the feeling that Tori felt the same, but Hayley stopped in the hallway, facing my sister.

“Do you mind if I stay with Jason tonight?” she asked my brunette sister. Tori smiled and embraced her friend, telling her it was fine by her. Hayley turned to face me.

“Do you mind? I just want you to hold me while I sleep” she said to me now, looking a little nervous.

I took a step closer and hugged the gorgeous pale skinned brunette. Then motioned for Tori to jump in, which she did with a smile.

“We’ll take care of you Hayley. Whatever you need,” Tori said as the group hug ended.

“Goodnight you two,” Tori said before we embraced. We kissed goodnight; a slow sensual tongue filled kiss that almost made me change my mind about being in the mood for sex. But Hayley needed me tonight, so I would be there for her.

The curly haired brunette smiled at Tori and me then surprised me and my sister by kissing Tori on the lips, it wasn’t as intense as the one I shared with my sibling, but it was still hot as fuck.

With our goodnights said Hayley and I retreated to my room.

I switched on the bedside table and turned the lights off, bathing the room in a dull glow. Hayley smiled shyly at me before climbing into bed, pulling the covers around her. I climbed in the opposite side and the pale skinned beauty immediately snuggled her back against my chest, pulling my arm around her and clutching my hand in hers.

“Thank you for tonight,” she said in a soft whisper.

“It’s fine. He deserved it,” I replied.

We lay together for quite some time, her body felt so small against mine, so frail. Hayley always seemed like a bit of a badass, always so sure of herself and confident. Her resting bitch face could freeze fire, but her smile could warm the coldest heart. I loved Tori, I’d been fucking Vicky and I knew I had feelings for this wonderful woman too. Could it be possible to love two women at once? It sure felt like it right now. All I wanted to do was keep her safe, Tori too and Vicky. I was only one man, but I would do my best to make sure that no one hurt either of them again.

“Goodnight Jason. You wonderful man,” Hayley’s voice trailed off as sleep enveloped me.

Chapter 15

I awoke in the middle of the night with my arms still wrapped around Hayley, she was facing me now and her eyes were open.

“Hey beautiful,” I said groggily.

“Hey handsome,” she replied with a smile.

“Can’t sleep?” I asked.

“I did for a bit,” she added.

We must have both fallen asleep together earlier, because the bedside lamp was still on. I was grateful for it now since I could see every feature of Hayley’s gorgeous face. The bruises were still there, and it made my blood boil every time I dwelled on them.

“Thank you again Jason,” Hayley said after a few minutes.

“It’s really not a big de—” she cut me off with her lips, pressing them against mine. I was cautious in returning the kiss as I didn’t want to hurt her lip, but she didn’t seem to care. Her kiss was more urgent this time, pressing her body into mine. My hand ran down her back, over her hips and cupped her perky butt, causing her to moan delightfully into my mouth. We kissed for a few minutes before Hayley took charge, rolling me onto my back and straddling my waist. She rested her palms on my bare chest and we locked eyes, hers were filled with lust and need, a look I suspected was mimicked in my own gaze.

No words were uttered—we were past that now—as her slim hands deftly unbuttoned the shirt she had borrowed from me, exposing her milky white skin as the black garment opened, teasing my with an almost flash of her perky breasts. It was then that I noticed she wasn’t wearing any underwear at all, her smooth mound peaked out from between her legs and I could feel my cock pressing against her. The thin fabric of my boxer shorts was the only thing standing between us and I desperately wanted them off, so I could be inside her.

The sexual tension between Hayley and myself had been building since that time at the beach, when she openly admired my body and I hers. Even though Vicky and Tori satisfied me sexually—and Natalie now—I still needed this curly haired goddess, needed to feel her and fill her.

I ran my hands up her legs and parted the borrowed shirt, gazing upon more of her naked flesh. Her breasts were smaller than my sisters and her blonde-haired friend, but they were full and impossibly perky. Her nipples were only a slight shade darker than her pale skin, the areolas were small and cute, the nipples erect in the centre, begging for my attention. I sat up and wrapped my arms around her slim waist and kissed her, I could feel her wet mound rubbing against me, soaking through my underwear. Hayley whimpered as my mouth left hers but moaned once more as my lips found her breasts. I kissed across the pale flesh and took her small, erect nipple into my mouth. The brunette beauty clutched my shoulder and threw her head back, moaning as my lips locked onto her breast, my tongue flicking across her hard nub. I switched to her other waiting breast, repeating my actions, but this time I gently grazed my teeth across her nipple and was rewarded with a loud gasp.

As much as I enjoyed playing with her body, I needed her.

As I was about to take charge, Hayley shoved me down on the bed and slid down my legs. Her slim fingers hooking under the waistband of my boxers and the pale skinned beauty slid them off in one smooth motion.

My rock-hard erection sprang forth like a diver surfacing for some much needed air, slapping against my stomach.

“You just relax,” Hayley said, tossing my underwear carelessly over her shoulder. She still wore my borrowed work shirt and I contemplated taking it off her, but it did look incredibly sexy.

She took my rod in her small hands and nestled between my open legs, stroking my manhood in long, smooth motions. Her hands felt amazing and I had to struggle against my instinct to thrust my hips, focussing on running my hands through her thick, curly hair.

Usually when I was with either my sister or Vicky, I took charge and did most of the work. I know both girls enjoy it and from what I’d seen of Hayley—she would too. But it felt good to just lay back and let her service me, at least for now anyway.

I gasped loudly as her lips wrapped around my tip, her tongue darting out to kiss my cock as her slim hands worked my shaft.

After a few minutes Hayley gave my cock one last kiss, then straddled my hips again, sliding her well lubricated sex along the length of my cock. I was impossibly hard, and she was impossibly wet, and warm. The tension was building more and more by every passing second and I thought I might just explode here and now. Thankfully I didn’t and I grabbed Hayley’s hips as she rose up, gripped my shafted and pressed it against her entrance. I held her hips and guided her down as she impaled herself on me, painstakingly slowly. Her body shook and her eyes closed as she nestled my cock deep inside her, her lips parted in a silent moan. She was warm and tight, and I could feel her vagina contract and squeeze my shaft, like she was massaging me with her pussy. It felt wonderful.

“I’ve wanted this since I first saw you,” she said in a breathy tone. Hayley leaned forward and placed her hands on my chest again as she began rocking back and forth.

“The very first time?” I asked, a little surprised. I gripped her slim hips and gently began thrusting into my new lover, and before long we had a steady rhythm.

“Oh yes,” she replied. Her breathing was heavy, almost a pant. “You’re so beautiful.”

Her words made my ego swell, I never once thought I’d be the kind of guy a girl would instantly fall for.

I sat myself up and all but tore the shirt from Hayley’s body, tossing it away and forgetting its existence immediately. I laid back down and let my hands and eyes roam her naked body, her pale skin and slim frame was such a contrast to Tori and Vicky and her skin was impossibly soft. Each girl was amazing in bed and utterly gorgeous, but I could enjoy their differences.

Our bodies rocked together harder now, our urgency increasing with each passing second until I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her tight against my body. Hayley nestled her face into my neck as I started pounding her, thrusting upwards with as much force and vigour as I could muster. Her screams of pleasure were somewhat muffled by her mouth against my skin, but the sounds of flesh slapping flesh would not be silenced. I slid my hands down to her ass and gripped her cheeks firmly, adding downwards pressure as I slammed home inside of her.

Whilst it was still dark out, the nights were still warm this time of year and before long, both Hayley and I were sweating heavily. Our skin was slick where we were pressed tightly together, adding to the sensations. I knew I wouldn’t last much longer but I desperately needed Hayley to climax before me, by the sounds of her moaning and screaming I could guess she wasn’t far off.

Hayley’s body tensed suddenly, as if my thoughts on wanting her to orgasm were heard. Her vagina pulsed and gripped me tightly, her hands gripped the bedsheets tightly and she bit down on my shoulder. She screamed loudly into my sweaty flesh and the pain was quite intense, but I kept slamming myself into her. For a moment I wondered if I should pull out or not, but I dashed that thought quickly. She was mine now, it was time to claim her.

My climax hit me hard and fast, giving almost no signs it was there until I slammed my cock deep inside Hayley. I wrapped both arms around her and gripped a fistful of her hair in one hand, pulling her head back roughly so I could look into her eyes.

We made eye contact as my cock started pulsing, filling her womb with my seed. Her mouth was open wide, and she was panting heavily, grinding her pelvis against mine, and milking my cock with her amazing vagina. After one last spurt of cum inside my new lover, my muscles relaxed. I let go of Hayley’s hair and slumped into the mattress. My curly haired lover collapsed against my chest, breathing heavily. We were both utterly exhausted, sweaty and satisfied. I wanted to speak to my new lover, whisper her words of love and passion. Share my feelings about her and assure her I would keep her safe and satisfied. But it seemed Hayley was as tired as I was, before my cock was soft and slipped from her well fucked cunt, she was snoring.

I gently shifted her off of me with a smile, she looked like a mess with her skin coated in a mixture of our body sweat, hair matted and tangled from where I’d pulled it. But she still looked like one of the most beautiful women I’d ever met. I pulled her against me and wrapped her in my arms, she had a smile on her face as she slept. I kissed her sweaty forehead after I’d settled in.

“I love you,” I whispered. Then I joined my new lover in the world of dreams.

I woke up to the sun blaring into my bedroom through the open window, it was quite hot already and I desperately needed a shower. Hayley was still asleep in my arms, looking like a hot mess, a tiny bit of drool forming on her parted lips. I smiled and kissed her on the forehead before slowly extracting myself from her, careful not to wake my lover. The room reeked of sex and sweat, and I was sure I smelt horrible, last night was really hot. The temperature and sex.

I pulled on my boxer shorts crept out of my room, into the hallway. Tori’s door was open, but she wasn’t in her room, the bathroom was also empty. I guessed she was probably in the living room or maybe she’d gone to the beach already, it was warm enough already today.

I stripped my dirty underwear off and climbed into the shower, hastily washing myself clean. Once cleaned I wrapped a towel around my waist and headed into mt room, to check on Hayley. She was still sound asleep, and my eyes roamed her naked body—we’d both passed out on top of the covers—and felt my cock stir. Decided it best to leave her be for now, I headed to the kitchen to make some coffee.

“Anyone home?” I called out when I entered the kitchen. The entire apartment was quiet, and I took a guess that everyone had gone out already, maybe they’d decided not to disturb Hayley and me. I shrugged and set about the task of making coffee, my parents had a pretty awesome coffee machine.

I checked my phone while I waited and noticed a few messages, text and voice. It was so strange being back home, I rarely had my phone on me, nor did I check it very often. Before returning to Sydney, you wouldn’t have been able to get it away from me for more than a few minutes. It was glued to me. But being back here I didn’t feel the need to have it on me twenty-four-seven, I just enjoyed the time I spent with my girls.

I opened the first text message; from Tori.

‘Hey bro. Mum and Dad have taken me shopping, we decided to let you and Hayley sleep in after last night. Be home about 2:30. Love you bro.

P.S You and Hayley woke me up last night :P’

I chuckled at my sisters message; I was actually surprised she hadn’t come into my room if she heard us. While I enjoyed the idea of fucking two girls at once—what guy doesn’t—I was still thankful to be able to enjoy my first time with Hayley by ourselves.

My second message was from Vicky, it didn’t have any text other than a love heart and winky face. The image sent through spoke volumes.

The curvaceous beach babe was stark naked, kneeling as she posed. She was eyeing the camera and biting her lip, one hand groping her heavy breast while the other hide her sex from view.

The picture was extremely erotic and I was already looking forward to spending some time with the sexy blonde again soon, I’d have to start managing my time with the girls from now on. The third message was from Vicky again, sent straight after the picture.

‘Wish you were here’ was all it said.

Footsteps from the hallway drew my eyes eye Hayley, clad in my shirt from the night before. She smiled as she crossed the room and wrapped her arms around me.

“Good morning beautiful,” I said as I returned the embrace.

“Good morning to you too handsome,” she replied. “Is that coffee I smell?”

“Sure is. Go have a shower and I’ll get some ready for you,” I replied.

“Yeah. I smell,” Hayley replied with a very un-Hayley like giggle.

“You look popular this morning?” she said pointing to my phone. The message screen was open, and I still had one un-read.

“Tori is out with my parents till later today, and Vicky just wanted to show me how much she missed me,” I said showing her the photo Vicky sent me.

“You should spend some time with her today,” Hayley said with a smile. “I’m thoroughly well fucked after last night, not that I’d say no to you. Ever.”

Hayley raised herself onto her toes and pressed her lips to mine. We kissed sensually for a few seconds before embracing tightly.

“I love you,” I said. I remembered saying it last night before I fell asleep, but I hadn’t actually thought about it. I froze for a moment, not knowing what Hayley was thinking or going to say.

“I love you too Jason,” she said.

My heart fluttered at her words, and I hugged her tightly. We shared another short kiss before I patted her butt.

“Go shower. I’ll have coffee waiting for you,” I said. Ushering her out of the kitchen.

The curly haired brunette smiled at me and spun on her heel, pulling her borrowed shirt off before reaching the hallway and dropping it on the ground.

“Don’t worry. I’ll get it,” she said.

I watched as the slim beauty bent at the waist, her perfect ass pointed directly at me, her hairless mound peeking out from between her long, smooth legs. I was mesmerized by her sexy body.

She stayed like that far longer than needed to pick anything up, flashing me a smile over her shoulder as she straightened. I was tenting my wrapped towel quite obviously when she disappeared down the hallway.

It took me a few moments to shake myself out of the Hayley induced stupor I was in and finish making coffees for my lover and me, she would pay for teasing me later.

I poured two mugs of coffee and took a seat at the kitchen counter; I pulled my phone across the benchtop to check my last message. The final text I had was from someone I hadn’t expected to hear from again, at least not in the immediate future.

I sat there staring at the un-opened text from my ex-girlfriend, Madison. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to read it or just delete it outright, she’d left me for my best friend after cheating on me with him after-all, telling me she loved him.

I was still staring at the message when Hayley came back into the kitchen, I was so wrapped up in my own thoughts I didn’t even hear my lover approach me. I jumped a little when her arm slipped around my waist and she pressed her body against mine. She was freshly showered and dressed in a pair of black cotton shorts and black t-shirt, the garments clung to her slim figure and contrasted well against her pale skin.

She offered me a smile before her eyes glanced over my phone screen.

“Who’s Madison?” she asked. A hint of jealousy in her tone.

“My ex,” I said simply, placing my phone down.

“What does she want?’ Hayley asked.

“No idea. Not sure if I want to know,” I replied, turning my attention to my lover.

We shared a brief kiss before I handed Hayley the other mug of coffee, she thanked me for it and took a sip.

“Oh yeah. I needed this,” she said as she closed her eyes.

I chuckled and took a sip of my own coffee, resting my free hand on her hip.

“So…are you gonna read the message?” Hayley asked after a minute had passed.

“I might just delete it. I don’t care what she has to say,” I replied. I tried to keep the bitterness from my voice, but I’m sure I failed miserably.

Hayley’s face softened, and she placed her mug down to free her hands, she wrapped her arms around me in a fierce hug.

“I know she hurt you Jason. Just know I never will,” she said as we hugged.

“I know,” I replied.

“But you should read the message. If you don’t, you’ll always wonder what it said,” Hayley added after we separated, picking up her mug again.

“I guess I should,” I replied with a sigh.

I took a long drink of my coffee and placed the near empty mug on the counter, picking up my phone. I unlocked the screen—not caring that Hayley could see my passcode—and navigated to my messages again. The icon over Madison’s message still showed it as un-read and I hesitated for only a moment before tapping the screen. A long message appeared, and I took a deep breath before reading, noticing Hayley avert her eyes. I didn’t care if she read the message, but I was grateful for her respecting my privacy.

‘Hey Jason. I know you probably don’t want to talk to me, and I completely understand if you don’t. Just know that I miss you and I know I fucked up badly, it was a mistake what happened, and I regret it. Stephen and I broke up, I won’t go into details in message. But I was hoping we could talk some time; I’d like to try and make up for what I did and fix things. I still love you. Please call me.

I re-read the message another three times before handing the phone to Hayley, she raised an eyebrow in question, but accepted the phone at my nod.

I saw her perfectly manicured eyebrows furrow as she read the message, I could read how far into the message she was from her facial reactions. She usually kept such a calm, perfectly serene expression, but now she was showing the world—or at least me—what she thought.

“What a fucking bitch,” she said once she was done. “cheats on you, dumps you, then comes crawling back when it didn’t work out.”

I stayed silent as Hayley vented, I had never seen her angry before and right now I’m glad I wasn’t Madison.

After a few minutes of angry curses muttered mostly to herself, Hayley finally calmed down.

“It’s not fair for her to treat you like this. You’re amazing Jason and you deserve so much better,” Hayley said. She looked like she was holding tears back and she was trembling. I wrapped her in my arms and kissed her cheek.

“Hey. What’s wrong?” I asked. Soothingly stroking her back. She looked more upset by the message than I felt.

“Don’t leave me Jason,” she whispered.

“What?” I asked, genuinely shocked.

“I’ll treat you how you deserve. Tori and Vicky will too. You know that don’t you?” she replied.

“I’m not going anywhere Hayley,” I placed my hands on her shoulders and held her at arms-length, looking into her gorgeous eyes. “You make me happy. You, Tori and Vicky, why would I ever want to leave that? No guy would ever want to leave even one of you girls, let alone all three.”

“But you two have history,” she said, motioning to my phone.

“Bad fucking history,” I said with a chuckle.

That seemed to calm Hayley’s fears and she let out a cute laugh, wiped her cheeks where a few stray tears were shed and kissed me.

“Sorry. I guess after…after last night I’m scared of being alone,” she said after our kiss.

“I’ll never abandon or leave you, ever. I’ll do whatever I can to make you happy,” I replied. Drawing a broad smile from my curly haired lover.

We shared a moment together, just enjoying the closeness of one another in privacy. Even though we’d only been friends until early this morning, we hadn’t really had much private time together. I’d have to stop fucking about and think of fun things to do with the girls, together and privately.

“You should really call Vicky today and take her out,” Hayley said, as if reading my thoughts.

“I think I will,” I replied. “you seriously don’t mind sharing?”

“No,” she replied with a smile, “Just let me approve them first,” she added with a wink.

“Well…” I added, drawing the word out.

“Who else did you fuck? If it was Lucy and she didn’t tell me I’m gonna be mad,” her smile the only tell she was joking.

“Not Lucy,” I replied. After bedding my sister, Vicky and now Hayley, I’d already considered going for their gorgeous Japanese friend. The night at the club was proof she was already into me so it probably wouldn’t take much. Liz was an enigma to me, she was gorgeous and had a fantastic body, but she was so cold towards me. But there was Natalie I needed to bring up, get the okay from the girls.

Tori and Natalie already knew each other and she’d all but given me her consent to fuck around with our fathers new secretary, but I wasn’t sure if the other two would accept sharing me with an ‘outsider’.

“Yesterday. At work,” I started.

“Did you fuck your secretary on your first day? Such a cliché Jason,” Hayley said jokingly.

“Kind of,” I added with a chuckle, drawing a surprised expression from Hayley. “I fucked my father’s secretary.”

My statement must have shocked Hayley, because she was silent for nearly a full minute. I was worried she would be upset by the news, but she grinned and kissed me.

“You really are a stud aren’t you,” she whispered into my ear. “I’ll need to meet her.”

I smiled and chuckled to myself, still not knowing how the hell I had pulled such good fortune.

Hayley finished her coffee, kissed me on the cheek and handed me my phone.

“I need you to drop me at work. Then you’re going to call Vicky and take her on a date,” she ordered. “I’ll even let you take my car for the day, as long as you pick me up after work.”

“Yes Ma’am,” I replied with a mock salute. Drawing a toothy smile from the gorgeous brunette.

Hayley ended up being late for work, since I’d interrupted her dressing by fucking her from behind as soon as her shorts came off. But at least she was smiling widely when she left my car, now to make another one of my special girls smile today.

I pulled my phone out, checked Vicky’s nude she’d sent me once more, and called the sexy beach babe.