Kapitel 137: 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.
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