Chapitre 1995: MOM'S & DAUGHTERS: HELP TEENA
I was recovering from the wildest Halloween party that I had ever been to. I did some clean up around the house and then went and did a workout. After a light dinner, I hit the sack early. When I woke up on Monday morning, I found that I wasn't alone.
Samantha, Teena's daughter, was snuggled up next to me. I hadn't even heard her come in last night. As I was waking, there were signs she was reviving as well, as she stretched her tall dancer's body out next to me. She was wearing one of my t-shirts and not much else.
I gave her a kiss on the cheek and started to get up.
Samantha reached out and pulled me back into the bed. I landed on my back and she crawled up to straddle me and gave me a big kiss on the lips. "I have missed you, even though it has only been a few days. Sarah told me about your wild Halloween party. The auction idea sounded wild. Maybe next year, you can take mom and me."
"I missed you and your mom, too," I responded. "How is she doing?"
I was clearly still feeling the effects of the party, as I was only sporting a soft-on in the presence of her sexy beauty.
"That is why I came over," Samantha said with a wry smile. "Well, that and possibly getting some breakfast sausage."
Hearing that Teena wasn't doing well brought concern to my voice as I asked, "I thought she was getting to a formal separation with your dad. I know Rick was being a bit difficult. It must be going much worse than she has let on."
"Mom doesn't want to burden you," Samantha said. "She knows that you may feel some guilt over this. I don't think you should, though. Dad and mom were having issues long before you were on the scene and she was already expanding her horizons with Denise."
"What is Rick doing to be difficult?" I asked.
"I am not sure of the details," Samantha responded. "I think it has to do with the finances. I have heard mom complain and dad has had some late nights on the computer doing some banking."
All thought of a morning quickie dissipated as I was concerned for Teena and Samantha. Accountants might not be violent, but the financial destruction they caused could be awful. Teena was behaving logically and was proposing an equal split. Rick seemed to have different ideas.
"Samantha, I will talk to your mom today to see what I can do to help."
I gave Samantha a big hug and said, "I am hopeful that it will all work out and you know that I will do whatever is necessary to support you both."
Samantha had a tear in her eye and said, "Ray, that makes me feel better. If you say that to mom, I am sure it will have the same effect."
I begged off getting frisky with Samantha and headed to the shower thinking about how I could help. I had set up monitoring of Rick's email and phone via a security friend, just in case. It looked like I might need to use this.
After the shower, I came out to find Samantha downstairs in the kitchen. She had put a pot of coffee and had a bagel in the toaster.
"Samantha, are you staying at your home or at Denise's?" I asked.
"I am splitting my time trying to give both of them some space," she responded. "Dad thought I was at Denise's last night."
"It might be helpful if you spent some more time at home," I suggested. "It would be good to know what your dad is up to and you being there may blunt his worst instincts. Don't do anything to spy on him or ask any nosy questions. Just be present and see what you observe. Do you think you can do that?"
Samantha nodded and said, "I am really worried for mom."
I gave her another big hug and added, "Samantha, nothing really bad will happen. Your mom has some great friends in addition to a great daughter. We will all help her and by extension, you."
I must leave for work now. "Are you going to be okay?" I questioned with my eyebrows up.
Samantha gave me one of her patented thousand-watt smiles and just said, "Thanks so much, Ray."
I grabbed a travel mug of coffee and headed to work thinking about what I could do. When I arrived, I texted Teena and suggested that we meet at Denise's tonight.
A bit later in the day, Teena sent back a message, "That would be great. Samantha told me that she talked to you. CYA tonight."
Later in the day, I contacted my security friend to see how he could help. He said that his last dump of info from Rick had a bunch of emails and GPS data from his phone. He was going to send them to me by tomorrow morning. I then leaned in for a big favor and asked if he could arrange private eye surveillance of Rick for tonight and tomorrow. He promised me that he had someone that he could trust. I agreed to pay whatever was necessary.
I sent Samantha a quick note to let her know I was meeting with Denise and her mom tonight.
She responded with, "I wish I was there, too. I will miss all of the fun. I am still hungry as I didn't get my breakfast sausage."
I went straight to Denise's place after work. I let myself in and found Teena and Denise deep in conversation with glasses of wine in the kitchen. Both of my lovers looked lovely with some tight clothing on. Teena did look tired and stressed, though.
I was able to approach Teena from behind and gave her a big bear hug. She jumped at first, and then realized it was me. I could feel her body melt in relief. "You are stressed," I said.
Teena just let out her breath and nodded.
I went around the island and gave Denise a hug, as well; followed by a deep kiss.
As we kissed, Teena said, "Now that looks like some good stress relief."
I smiled at Teena and gave Denise a light smack on her bum which elicited a yelp from her. I went and grabbed the wine bottle and helped myself to a glass. I took a seat next to Teena and said, "You have been holding out on me about how Rick is acting."
Teena looked down and said, "I didn't want to burden you with the mess."
"Teena, we are here to help, but we can't help if you keep this bottled up," I said, as I put a hand gently on her back. "We have drained the bottle of wine, and it is time that you drain your frustrations with us."
"I have been discussing it for days with Denise," Teena said. "The short version is this: Rick was furious when I first talked about splitting. I thought he was just in denial and needed some time to process this. Was I ever wrong about that!
"Rick drained all of our joint accounts, including our retirement account. He maxed out our line of credit and cancelled all our credit cards. He then moved all the money to an offshore account.
"What he did is illegal but getting my share back will take years of time and will cost at least fifty thousand dollars in lawyer's fees. You know how the saying goes; possession is nine tenths of the law.
"Rick wasn't a very good husband, but he sure knew his accounting and banking."
"Teena, I have the money for the lawyers," I said.
Teena and Denise smiled at me.
"I knew you would pony up instantly," Denise said.
Denise served up a dinner of lamb and roasted vegetables.
Over dinner, I thought through the situation and tried to put myself in Rick's shoes. "What is Rick hoping to get by doing this?" I pondered. "He knows that he can't actually steal the money in the long run."
Teena said, "That is what we were discussing when you arrived. I saw him last night and he made me an offer to fix this. He wants full ownership of the house and will give me thirty percent of the cash. He also wants to know who came between us. It is part vengeance and part blackmail."
"You didn't accept the offer, did you?" I asked.
"Denise and I were just debating it," Teena responded. "I am inclined to agree to the money split. It will resolve this quickly and I will get more this way than if I use the courts for years. I want to move on with my life and fighting him will be a drain on my soul."
"Don't agree to anything with that cuckold slime ball," I asserted with anger in my voice. "He has a lot to lose in this, as well. If we fight him in the courts, it could get him banned from working as an accountant and it could easily destroy his reputation."
"Ray, I am not sure," Teena said with uncertainty. "I am an accountant, as well; and I think that that would be difficult."
"You may be right about the accounting, but what we are in now is a negotiation," I said. "My whole job is negotiating, and I know we can get a better deal than what he is offering. We need to understand all the alternatives both from our side and his side. We need more information on him. I will be able to help with that."
"You aren't getting Samantha to do any spying, are you?" Teena asked.
"Absolutely not," I emphasized. "I would never use her in this, or risk her involvement. She shouldn't be put in between her parents. I only asked her to be at home, and told her not to spy or try to get information from him."
Denise asked, "Are you going to get some muscle involved in this?"
"You have been watching too many movies," I laughed. "Violence is the first refuge of the incompetent. What we need is knowledge and insight. Give me a couple of days and I am sure we can game plan a better strategy."
Denise looked at me and said, "Ray, I think you know more than you are letting on."
"I might," I responded. "But I don't have any information, yet. I know it is hard, but we have to have patience."
Teena said, "Speaking of hard and patience. I am sure you are getting hard, and I am losing patience. We should all get our minds off this by having a bit of play time."
Denise laughed and came and whispered in my ear, "Let's take care of Teena tonight and make her our combined focus."
I nodded and I proceeded to lean into Teena for a kiss, then picked her up in my arms and, as she had her arms wrapped around my neck, carried her to Denise's bedroom.
I put Teena on the bed while I was on one side of her and Denise on the other.
We both ran our hands over her body in a gentle massage.
Teena had her eyes closed and was cooing as we stroked her.
Denise removed Teena's skirt, while I removed her top. Teena didn't have anything on underneath.
I kept stroking Teena as Denise stood up and undressed. Denise then spread Teena's legs and kissed her way up her legs. She planted her mouth on Teena's pussy as I held Teena's head for a deep kiss.
Teena had tears leaking out of her eyes as she came for the first time. I quickly removed my clothes and laid down next to Teena again and resumed kissing her.
Denise gently sucked me to a full erection. She pushed me to put me on my back and then said to Teena, "I think you should go for a ride, honey."
Teena got the idea and mounted me in a reverse cowgirl position. She sank her wet pussy completely on my cock and exhaled when it was all the way in. She said, "Oh I needed this!"
Denise was kneeling next to Teena. She had one hand rubbing Teena's clit and the other squeezing her breast.
Teena was moaning, had her head back, and had started spasming on my cock.
At this moment, we heard a loud male voice saying, "Well, I guess I won't need to look for who came between us!"
I looked past Teena to see Rick in the doorway as he took a picture of us on his phone.
Teena and Denise screamed at the surprise.
I leapt out of bed and ran at Rick.
Rick held up his hands as he assumed that I was going to hit him.
Instead, I grabbed his phone out of his pudgy hands.
As I deleted the photo, I pushed him out of the bedroom and closed the door behind me and yelled, "Rick, you fucking slimeball. I should beat you senseless." I paused for a second and then said, "and that is what you want, isn't it? You would then call the cops and have me charged with assault."
"You are a cold-blooded bastard," I roared. "I won't give you the satisfaction of doing that."
At that moment, Denise came out in her robe and said, "Rick, what the fuck do you think you are doing?"
Confidence came back into Rick's eyes as he leered at Denise and said, "I am exposing the three of you."
Denise had regained her composure and said, "Rick, I am going to call the police and have you charged with break and enter into my home. We have three witnesses to the fact that you came here to do violence to your wife."
"Denise, you are fucking lesbian skank," Rick sneered.
"That might be true, but there isn't anything illegal about that and at least I'm not an evil, fat, cuck!" she retorted.
Rick raised his hand at her and then thought better of it, turned tail, and ran out of the house.
Teena came out in her shirt with tears running down her face. We both hugged her as she sobbed. She finally regained some of her composure and said, "I have never loved you both more, than right now. Your coming to my defense, has touched me deeply."
Denise had tears in her eyes, as well, and said, "We would do anything."
"What are we going to do?" Teena asked.
I thought for a minute and came up with a plan. "Firstly, Teena, message Samantha and tell her to meet me in the parking lot in the park across from your house. She shouldn't be alone with Rick tonight for her safety. Secondly, Denise, take Rick's phone here and make sure it doesn't go into sleep mode. Change his passwords on his email and start scouring it for messages about his financial skullduggery. Thirdly, we are going to get a meeting with Rick, either tomorrow night or the following night, and resolve this."
"Fourthly," Teena said with a grin, "you need to get dressed."
I pulled on my clothes.
Teena said that Samantha would be in the lot as I headed out the door. I told Denise to ensure all the doors were locked. Something I hadn't thought of until tonight.
I picked up Samantha.
As she jumped in the car, she asked, "Ray, what is happening? Dad was in a lather tonight and then I get mom's message."
I gave her a quick rundown of the evening and said that she should stay at Denise's for a couple of days. There was no argument.
I stopped by my own place and made sure that my security system was on and the doors were locked. I grabbed some clothes quickly in a bag.
We then went back to Denise's place.
We all assembled in the kitchen on stools as Denise and Teena were poring over Rick's phone. They found some information, but specifics like bank account numbers and passwords were not there. Rick had been careful.
Later that night, Teena got a call from Rick. She put it on speaker. "Teena, I want my phone back and I want access back to my personal mail."
Teena was about to launch at him with a hearty 'FUCK YOU', but I waved her off and said, "Rick we need to have a meeting with just us and we can resolve all of this. I suggest Wednesday evening in a public place."
Rick snorted, "I will have my lawyer with me for that."
"You might want to reconsider that position, given the information we have on what you have done. If you don't like our proposal, we can always 'go to the mattresses'; but, I don't think that is in either of our interests," I said reasonably.
Rick was silent for a few seconds and finally said, "Okay, but this is just between Teena and me."
"No chance Rick," I asserted. "It could have just been between the two of you. Now you have escalated the conflict and there is no way that Teena will see you unaccompanied."
"I suggest that we meet at Tony's restaurant," I offered. "They have a private glassed off room where we could have our discussion."
"Okay, 7:00pm at Tony's," Rick said.
"Rick," I said, "please don't do anything stupid between now and Wednesday. You will regret it if you do."
The line went dead.
"How are we going to convince him to give this up?" Teena asked.
"I am sure about this meeting now," I said with confidence. "Rick acted stupidly tonight. We have much better information with his phone and email. While we haven't found a smoking gun there, Rick doesn't know that."
Teena was biting her knuckle with worry.
We all gave her a hug which eased her nerves.
I left a message with my boss that I wouldn't be in for the next two days. After that message, I sent one to my security contact and suggested that I meet with him and the P.I., in person, tomorrow afternoon.
I felt bad not telling the women about my additional information. I was pretty sure that some of it might be illegal and the only way to avoid them being caught up with any of those ramifications was to keep it to myself.
We were all coming down from the adrenaline rush and needed to call it a night. We all crashed in Denise's bed together without anything happening sexually.
Chapter 2: Information Warfare
I woke up early the next morning and extricated myself from the mass of limbs around me. I knew enough about Denise's kitchen to get coffee and eggs started.
Teena was the first to join me. "Ray, thanks for all your help. I don't know what I would have done without Denise and you."
"We will get through this," I said. "Together."
Denise and Samantha wandered in, as the coffee pot stopped sputtering. I served Denise, Teena, and me a coffee. Samantha turned it down with a frown. Her loss.
Teena and Denise had called in sick, and Samantha wasn't going to go to school.
The women were going to go through Rick's email and messages with a fine-toothed comb today and create a timeline with all the messages.
I claimed that I had to go into the office in the afternoon, when I was actually meeting the P.I. and security contact.
We met at the P.I.'s office. At the meeting, my security contact gave me a jump drive with all the email and message history. The P.I. gave me a record of his tail on Rick yesterday, along with a jump drive of photos. He said that they would make for some interesting viewing. I thanked them both profusely, and paid them in cash.
I went home and fired up my desktop that had three screens and started piecing all the information I had together. It was dinner time and I had to get back to the girls. I had a good idea of how Rick had done everything, and a rough idea of how to confront him. I moved all the info to my laptop and headed back to Denise's place.
I was greeted by them all, as Denise let me in. They showed me what they had figured out. It was consistent with my research, but they didn't have all the details. I convinced Teena to give me her banking info during the evening so I could check on the transactions. I asked to use Rick's phone in prep for the meeting, as well. I thought it might be useful, although I assumed the ladies had scoured it for information.
Denise had cooked and we all ate together. The mood was ominous, and the conversation didn't flow. We were all nervous about tomorrow.
After dinner, we played a game of 'Cards Against Humanity' which did break the tension somewhat. We all went to bed together again. We joked about getting intimate, but we were all too wound up and nervous.
The next day, I went to 'Best Buy' and bought a cheap laptop for cash. I was now going to commit a crime and wanted to do everything I could to protect myself. Using an air-gapped computer was a start. There would be now, no way to pin this computer to me; unless I put my personal details into it.
My next move was to go to a small coffee shop in the center of the city. It had good internet and no cameras. As I left my house, I left my phone in the house so I couldn't be tracked. Using a public internet connection would ensure that they couldn't trace the intrusion into Rick's finances to my house through my I.S.P.
I set up in the coffee shop, and proceeded to get into Rick's private accounts. By the end of the day, I had all the information I needed. I printed off copies of pictures and statement images for the meeting tonight. The phone proved to be key in doing this.
I got back to Denise's and asked to talk to them both. I said, "Ladies, I have more information on Rick, but I can't share it with you for fear of implicating you in something illegal. It will put us in a strong position tonight."
"When we meet tonight," I said. "I want you to let me do the negotiation. I will be less emotional, and I have better knowledge of the situation after today. I have a few aces up my sleeve, but want to better understand Rick's motivation and knowledge. We need to let him talk first."
Teena and Denise both gave me the okay to manage the evening as we headed to my car.
Chapter 3: Negotiation
We got to the restaurant about ten minutes early and took seats on one side of the table in the back room of the restaurant. We ordered a couple of bottles of sparkling water and some appetizers for the main event.
Rick showed up late and was looking nervous as he came to the table.
"Do you want anything before we start?" I asked.
Rick filled a water glass and said, "Let's get this started."
"Before we start," I said. "we need to ensure that we have total privacy. I have a wand here that detects any electronics. We use this to scan people going into our research area at work. I want to ensure that we all understand that this will be a verbal conversation that is not recorded."
"That wasn't part of the deal," Rick argued.
"This is for your protection, as much as it is for ours," I said. "We want to ensure that we can all speak candidly this evening."
I pulled out the wand from my briefcase and showed it to him. I had my phone on and it beeped when I passed over it. I then powered off the phone and demonstrated it again. Rick shrugged and nodded. We all pulled out our phones and powered down. We then scanned each person and around the room to ensure no devices were present.
I had to take every protection to ensure our privacy.
"So, Rick," I said, "why don't you take us through your proposal on how we can move forward without conflict."
"Okay," Rick said. "Before I start, I would like my phone back."
I smiled agreeably and handed him his phone. I knew he wanted it back for reasons I had discovered today.
The tension in Rick visibly dissipated when he took possession of the device. His confidence improved and he took a more aggressive posture at the table.
"I have told Teena what my offer is, but I think that I may alter it," Rick mused. "Here are the relevant points: One, I get full ownership of the house and Teena moves out ASAP. Two, we sign final divorce papers, and I will then transfer twenty five percent of our combined money to her."
Teena was about to explode, and I put my hand on her arm which was shaking.
"Quite simple," I said. "What happens if she doesn't agree?"
Rick shrugged and said, "Then I publish the picture I took of the three of you two days ago, give no money, and lawyer up. It will take the courts years to decide, and they don't have access to my accounts to force me to pay in any case. You thought you deleted the photo, but it had already been uploaded to the cloud."
Teena had turned a shade of red and Denise was visibly disturbed by Rick's threats. I looked at them both and they nodded for me to continue.
"Rick, you have lowered your offer from thirty percent last time," I added.
"Yes, circumstances have changed," he retorted with a haughty attitude. "I have a photo that will embarrass you all and I think that is worth something."
"What guarantee does Teena have that you will deliver the money and not distribute the photo?" I asked.
"The money could be held in escrow by a third party on the signing of the divorce," Rick said. "You will have to take my word on not distributing the photo."
"Rick, is this your last, best, and final offer?" I asked. "We have learned a lot over the past few days, and you might want to reconsider this."
Rick sat smugly and said, "Take what I am offering or get ready to be an amateur porn sensation."
"Well Rick," I said with a sigh, "we should discuss our offer before we move ahead."
"There is nothing to discuss," he boomed.
"Rick," I implored. "We have been patient listening to your offer. Please take a minute to listen to ours. It is really quite simple."
"Okay Mr. engineer, what is your offer?" Rick blurted.
I kept the reasonable and sugary tone to my voice and said, "Our offer to you is exactly what you offered to us."
"We have a solution then," Rick said.
"I don't think you understand," I interjected. "You give up the house and get twenty five percent of the combined money. I would add that we expect you to move to a new city that is more than three hours from here."
Rick let out a laugh and said, "Teena, how are you taking advice from this bozo. I am never going to agree to this, and that picture will make it to all of your friends."
Rick was getting up to leave and I said, "That would be unfortunate as we would have to release the pictures we have of you."
Rick turned to look at me and said, "What pictures? You are bluffing."
"Rick, take a seat and I will show you," I said.
Rick sat back down with a little less confidence and I pulled out a file. I handed copies to both Rick and Teena.
"Rick, this first set shows what you actually get up to on your fishing and hunting trips with the guys," I said.
The pictures showed Rick with his buddies. They started with drinking pictures, the guys at a strip bar, Rick posing next to a stripper in the cabin with his hands on her boobs. The next page had a shot of one of the guys giving Rick a kiss on his cheek. It could be innocent, but it didn't look that way.
"Rick," I said, "these pictures demonstrate that you have been cheating on Teena for years on your trips. Note the comments that are included on some of the text messages that talk to banging the strippers."
"So, what," blasted Rick. "We did what guys do."
"You fucking hypocrite!" Teena shouted.
I put my hand on her arm again and gave her a hard look. I then turned back to Rick and said, "Well, you are indignant about Teena cheating on you, yet you have been doing it for years."
"I don't see how this changes anything," Rick exclaimed. "My offer still stands, and I won't alter it."
"So, you are unwilling to be more equitable?" I asked. "Even though we can prove you have been unfaithful for a much longer period of time."
"The offer is the offer," Rick blurted out again.
"Okay," I said. "Then our offer will not change either from here on out."
"Then, I guess we are done here," Rick said and made to get up again.
"Oh, we are not done," I said with venom in my voice.
I pulled another folder from my briefcase and gave packets to Teena and Rick. "I came into possession of some other interesting photos from last night," I added.
Rick opened his folder and went white.
Teena opened her folder and started laughing and said, "I like the one of you bending over to suck that guy's cock, Rick."
The P.I. had tailed Rick using the GPS tracker and the photos showed him negotiating with a man on the street and then proceeding to go to a park where Rick was blown and then returned the favor.
There was now sweat on Rick's brow and he actually had the balls to exclaim with bravado, "I still have all the money Teena. It is still the best offer you are going to get."
"Rick," I asked in a reasonable tone, "you should consider our offer. These pictures could be quite damaging to your place in the community and possibly your career. I have no issue with gay people, but the buying of sex from street prostitutes constitutes some really poor judgement and a criminal offense."
Rick straightened himself and I could tell he was going to go 'all in' on his gambit. "My offer still stands. We will mutually agree to not release pictures."
Denise finally spoke and said, "Rick, your picture of us shows people engaged in something a large majority of people would like to do. Our pictures show something that is repugnant to many and is an illegal act. Why would you demand the majority of the assets?"
Rick looked at us and said, "Ownership is nine-tenths of the law, as Teena will tell you and I have the ownership."
"Do you Rick?" I asked.
"Yes, I do Ray," Rick beamed. "They are all in offshore accounts and inaccessible to anyone but me."
I pulled another file and passed copies to Rick and Teena again.
They both opened the files and Rick gasped.
"These are your offshore accounts?" I asked.
Rick was silent.
"We couldn't find any records of this on your phone which perplexed me," I said, with another dose of venom in my voice. "I took the liberty of getting access to your home and work computer and followed the trail yesterday. This shows the transactions of how you stole joint money and moved it to these accounts."
"Teena," I said, "you will note that there is significantly more money in these accounts before he transferred in your combined assets. Rick has either been stealing from you, or being paid by his clients into these accounts. I believe that it is the latter of those two options. He has been advising clients to do exactly what he has done to you. Looking through his client list and records, I can guess who they are. They are people we don't want to fuck with."
"You better not fuck with my friends," Rick blustered. "Or they will hurt, or kill you."
"Hmmm," I said. "I think if I leaked the records of doing this to the authorities, they might hurt you first. I don't think that they are actually your friends and would be happy to drop you in a lake with an anchor chained to your feet to stop this from coming out."
"So, Rick." I asked, "Would you like to reconsider our offer?"
Rick stuttered, "Okay, I will give you half."
"That wasn't our offer," I said gravely. "You declined it earlier, even though we gave you a chance. Now you should consider yourself lucky that we are only reciprocating."
"Be reasonable," Rick implored. "I still have the money."
"Do you, Rick?" I asked. I then pulled out my last folder and shared packets with Rick and Teena. "This shows your balance as of 5:00pm tonight. I left a dollar in each account."
"Rick, I give you credit for being careful with your banking," I said. "The phone I took from you the other night was your downfall. This was apparent when we met tonight, and your whole attitude changed. You had two factor authentications for all of your accounts. With your phone, I could do whatever I wanted."
Rick was fuming and mustered his last bit of bluster saying, "Ray, you have broken many laws and are at risk of being thrown in prison for spying and wire fraud."
"Absolutely correct, Rick," I said. "However, there is no record of this. The accounts are all offshore, so I can't see our authorities going after me when I have defrauded a criminal. As for the photos, they were done by a wife who caught her philandering husband. No one will prosecute that.
"You on the other hand, have much deeper issues. We have records of you defrauding your wife, committing a prostitution crime, and consulting with criminals on dodgy accounting. While you should be concerned with the authorities, I would worry more about your 'friends' who will look for a more expedient solution than the courts."
"So, Rick," I asked. "What do you say to our offer?"
Rick had his head hung over the table. Teena and Denise were both smiling smugly.
Rick made an audible sigh and looked up and said, "You win. You get the house and seventy five percent of our combined assets. I will move to New York by the end of the month."
"I thought you might come around," I stated. "We will prepare the divorce papers and property transfer for you to sign by Friday. Start packing to leave by the end of next week. We will transfer money when you move."
"In the coming days," I added, "you might think of how you can get out of this and violence might be an option that you consider. Know that if any harm were to befall us, we will release the pictures and all the file details of your fraud to the authorities and all the contacts that you have on your phone. I don't think that you would be alive for more than a week."
Rick was now completely defeated and finally picked himself up. He went to grab the files I had given him, but I just looked at him and shook my head. "Those are mine and you don't get to keep copies."
Rick left the restaurant.
I then went out to Tony and ordered a bottle of champagne. I came back with it and was greeted by both women who were crying with relief. They both came over and gave me big hugs between their sobs.
As Teena was hugging me, she suddenly let go and started hitting my chest. "Why didn't you tell in advance of this? I have been so worried. I mean, I am now incredibly happy, but that was stressful."
"I am sorry for the subterfuge," I said. "I got the complete download of information on Tuesday and I then pieced together what Rick had done. I didn't know that I could get into his bank accounts until later today, and did the transfer just before I met you."
"You could have told us on the way over," Teena suggested.
"I made the call to keep you out of it until we were able to reveal exactly what Rick had on us," I responded. "We had to know the whole situation before we launched. I also wanted to give Rick a few chances to be reasonable before we sprung the trap. I wanted to give him a chance to redeem his actions. He refused to be reasonable, even when we demonstrated his philandering. There was no redemption for him, and we all now know that he was a truly bad person. He only truly relented when we had the money and proof of his financial crime."
"Lastly, I wanted to give him some karmic justice. We gave him only what he was willing to give us."
"Why are we giving him anything?" Denise asked.
"That would be greedy of us." I explained. "If we took everything from him, he would have nothing to lose and wouldn't act rationally. We have now ensured that he will exit our lives, and have some assurance that he won't take retribution."
"Ray, you were right," Denise said. "The punishment did fit the crime. We are not completely faultless, either. Solomon would be proud of your justice."
I poured the champagne and proposed a toast, "To a bright future together without guilt."
"I can drink to that," Teena responded. "Ray, I don't know how to thank you. In one evening, I have gone from a destitute amateur porn actor to being a single mom of means."
"I can think of a few ways to repay him," Denise said with a mischievous smile.
I laughed and said, "That didn't take long. We went from debilitating stress to unbridled lust in less than thirty minutes."
We drained our glasses and collected our things and departed the restaurant. We hadn't eaten much, but I gave Tony two hundred dollars and some hearty thanks for letting us use his room.
Chapter 4: Just Desserts
We headed back at Denise's in great spirits. "You both have to understand the level of discretion we need to apply to what happened tonight," I said in a serious voice. "I committed crimes today. Crimes that I think are justified. Still, I do not want to lose my liberty, or sully my reputation. I know that this may seem unfair, but we cannot tell Samantha what we did to Rick tonight. She can learn the results, but the details must forever remain a secret."
Denise and Teena both nodded.
"What you did tonight could be made into a movie," Denise added. "I guess it will only ever be a movie that I can play in my mind."
We were greeted at the door by Samantha who had a look of worry on her face.
"So..." Samantha asked.
We all smiled and said it is all resolved, and in our favor.
Teena gave Samantha a quick run down of the evening with out revealing what I had done. She assumed that the information from his phone was enough to convince him.
Denise had taken the still half full bottle of champagne from the restaurant in her purse. She pulled it out and we polished it off, including Samantha.
We were all giddy from the success of our meeting. Teena leaned in to give me a deep kiss of thanks. This led to catcalls from Denise and Samantha.
As Teena and I finished our kiss, Denise had moved to my side and pulled me in for a deep kiss, as well. I let my hand roam down to her toned ass for a quick squeeze which elicited a yelp from her.
I then went to Samantha and gave her a big hug and whispered in her ear, "I know this had to be hard, with us forcing you to pick a side. I hope you understand."
She pulled back with tear in her eye and said, "Ray, I have always been on mom's side. Thanks for saving her."
She then wrapped her arms around my neck, gave me a deep kiss as she pulled herself up and wrapped her legs around my bum.
As Samantha disengaged from me, she said, "I think there is a part of Ray that now needs some stress relief."
I was fully engorged, and all the women giggled.
We all went upstairs to Denise's bedroom. The three women were whispering to each other as we ascended.
At the top of the stairs, Teena announced, "Ray, we are going pamper you, tonight." They all started taking off my clothes and running their hands over me. As they dropped my boxers, they pushed me onto the bed on my back.
Denise and Samantha started getting undressed as Teena bent over my legs and grasped my cock. Her mouth descended onto it and she started to lick around the head. She wasn't frantic and kept a leisurely pace to keep me on edge. Denise and Samantha were nude and lying beside me.
Denise replaced Teena's hand on my base while Samantha replaced her mother with her mouth.
Teena was quickly taking off her clothes and said, "Keep him on edge, but don't let him cum yet. We are going to give you the ultimate oral experience."
Teena directed Denise to be between my legs. She then lifted them up and had me grab my knees.
Teena guided Denise to start rimming my asshole. She then guided Samantha to lick my balls which produced a little pout from Samantha. Teena said, "Samantha, leave the deep throat part of this to an expert."
"Okay, mom," Samantha said and moved her mouth down and started gently licking my scrotum.
Teena looked back at me and said, "Ready for the ultimate?"
I nodded and Teena slowly descended to put the head of my cock in her mouth and then kept going until her lips were at the base. She held it there for about ten seconds and then came up for a big breath.
Teena descended again, held herself down as she started swallowing which would ripple the muscles in her neck.
I yelled out, "Cumming!" and then grunted, as I started to shoot my load into Teena's throat.
After the first burst, she withdrew and held her open mouth over the head of my cock and let the cum drool out of her mouth, back onto my cock.
Samantha and Denise moved up and started licking me clean.
"Wow!" I exclaimed. "That was the best.
"You deserve the best," Denise asserted.
Samantha and Teena nodded agreement as I came down from the ultimate oral experience.
"I think we should take care of Teena next," I said. "She has had a tough few weeks. Why don't we start with an oral experience for her?"I grabbed Teena's lithe body next to me as I lay on my back. I spun her around, so her pussy was over my face. I leaned in and took a long lick up her slit. It was dewy with moisture and tasted sweet.
Denise reprised her roll of rimming Teena as I held her ass cheeks apart.
Samantha had no room at Teena's back end, so she stood in front of her mother and pulled her face to her young pussy.
Teena didn't last more than five minutes and let out a scream, as she flooded my face with girl cum.
"I want to go next," Samantha asked. "But I want a combination of oral and dick."
"I haven't recovered yet," I complained. "You are going to have to settle for plastic cock."
Denise jumped up and grabbed a strap on and was putting it on as Samantha lowered her pussy onto her mom's face.
Denise then went behind Samantha with a bottle of lube in hand. She pushed Teena's head down and then plowed into Samantha's pussy for a few quick strokes. After she pulled out and dribbled lube in Samantha's crack and put the head of dildo at her sphincter.
Samantha looked over her shoulder and nodded.
Denise pushed in while Teena clamped her mouth back on her daughter's pussy.
I stood in front of Samantha and she tried to suck me. The action at her rear proved to be too distracting though. I kneeled down and held her face while kissing her. She broke the kiss and screamed out her orgasm.
Teena kept her mouth clamped on her daughter and I saw her take a gulp before disengaging.
Teena, Samantha, and I then turned to Denise and I said, "How do you want it from the three of us?"
Denise was used to being told what to do and had to think for a second. We could see an idea came to her as a twisted smile spread across her face. "We started with oral. We then moved on to mixed pussy and cock. I want the total cock treatment. Make me airtight. I want Ray in my pussy, Sam in my ass with the smaller strap on, and Teena feeding me. I will cum quickly and then ride Ray to his orgasm. Samantha, you get to clean me out after, as your mom already got her dose of Ray at the start."
"How is that for a nasty finish to the night?" Denise asked.
"Denise, that is so hot," Teena said, with Samantha nodding agreement.
We all followed her orders to a 'T'. Watching Samantha eat Denise's creampied pussy was the highlight.
Samantha even took it one step further. After she retrieved my cum from Denise's pussy, she crawled up on top of Denise and drooled the cum into Denise's mouth for her to swallow.
We all collapsed after the lovemaking. I woke up first and got out of bed for a quick shower as I had to get to work. Teena came into the shower and gave me a huge hug.
"The relief I feel today is staggering. It hasn't just been this blow up with Rick," Teena exclaimed. "It has been years of frustration with my marriage and the deceptions that I have committed. I thought about yesterday and think your solution makes so much sense. I am sure Rick will come around to it as there is a lot of incentive for him to do so. I don't know where my life will go from here, but I know I want you involved in it."
I leaned in and gave her a big wet sloppy kiss and a hug.
"My life has changed so much in the past couple of months," I said. "I was a living a solitary and celibate existence until I met all of you. Now, I am living an erotic life of adventure that is hard to believe. I don't know where it will go, but I am loving the journey."
As we toweled off, I said, "We have a lot of work to do over the next couple of days. I have some serious catch up at the office. Can you handle the lawyer work to settle the finances and the divorce papers?"
"No problem on the lawyer front," Teena said. "I have done similar work for clients before. I will ensure that the agreement is rock solid and has no wiggle room. I will have to contact Rick, but I don't think that will be an issue now. He is a defeated man, and we are holding all the cards."
As I went out to the bedroom, Denise and Samantha had woken up and looked to me from the bed with affection. I told them of our plans for the next couple of days to seal up the loose ends.
"Ray and Teena, do what you have to do," Denise suggested. "Samantha and Teena can stay here until Rick clears out. I am going out to visit my younger daughter this weekend, but they are welcome here."
Chapter 5: The day after and teen play time
I went to work and had a couple of long days catching up. A couple people asked why I had been out, and I put it down to a personal matter.
The messages from Teena were encouraging.
Rick had signed off on the divorce and the split of assets. His only exception on moving out of town was to be able to come back to visit his kids.
Teena was agreeable on this, as long as he gave two weeks' warning. He was going to leave for New York in seven days. She was going to buy some furniture this weekend, as Rick would be taking of his things from the house.
Samantha texted me on Friday afternoon and asked what my plans were.
I didn't have any plans, but thought that she and Teena could come over on Saturday afternoon.
On my way home on Friday, I picked up some food and drinks for Saturday. As I was getting out of the car and collecting groceries, Samantha came out of the front door.
She waited for me on my porch dressed in a light sundress. I was happy to see her and thought my weekend fun was going to start early.
As I approached the porch, Samantha grabbed a bag from me and said that I had to come in.
Once inside, we embraced. I was sure that she didn't have on anything under that dress. As I ran a hand up her leg, she pushed my hand away and said, "A surprise will come to those who are patient."
"How is Teena doing?" I asked.
"Mom is finishing the papers tonight and is on cloud nine," Samantha said. "She suggested that I come here, as she didn't want me to be around for any nastiness with her and dad. I was all for that and thought I would bring a surprise."
"I am intrigued," I said.
"I think you are going to have busy weekend," Samantha said. "You need to drink this protein shake I made for you, and then I will share my surprise."
"Aren't you having one?" I asked, as I drained the shake.
Samantha smiled and said, "I am getting my protein from a different source tonight."
I raised an eyebrow in question, "So presumptuous."
"My first idea for a surprise was to bring Sarah," Samantha said. "Unfortunately, she is out of town on model shoot. She gave me an idea though, and I think we should go upstairs."
As we went upstairs, Samantha carried on and said, "Sarah did talk about the Halloween party that you went to and how you had quite the fan club by the end of the evening. I even knew one of them. She and I have had dance competitions together. I talked to her a couple of days ago, and she got very excited when she heard what good friends we are."
We were now standing outside my bedroom and door was closed.
Samantha said, "I talked to my friend and suggested that we get together; but that, she would have obey me in every way. She happily complied."
Samantha opened the door and there was Lottie on my bed. Lottie was the redhead eighteen-year-old that had come to the party with her mother. She had a lithe body like Samantha with alabaster skin. She was on her knees with her head on the bed. Her arms were cuffed behind her back and she had a ball gag in her mouth. I hadn't seen this side of her last weekend; and looked questioningly at Samantha.
"Lottie has a very submissive streak," Samantha added. "She doesn't want her mom to know about her submissive desires, but she has made a full confession to me. This presentation was her idea."
Lottie had her face towards us and was nodding her head.
"Lottie wants to be used tonight, to both of our delights," Samantha said with a smile. "She had volunteered to be our little fuck toy and will do anything. She is also prepared to offer you her anal cherry tonight, and had been working diligently to prepare for your monster."
"I thought having two eighteen-year-old hotties with daddy issues would make for a fun evening," Samantha said as she started unbuckling my belt. "Is there anything you want out of us this evening?" Samantha said grinning.
I thought about it for second; and then thought, I might as well go with it. I tried to get into the role I thought they wanted me to play. I turned to Samantha and said with stern voice, "You have been a very naughty girl. Daddy might have to teach both of you a lesson."
"Little miss Lottie is already being attentive," I said. "Samantha, you still have clothes on."
Samantha looked over at me and in with mock concern in her voice said, "Oh, I am so sorry, master." She quickly pulled the zipper down on her dress and let it fall to the floor revealing that she was completely naked underneath.
As she was disrobing, I approached Lottie and ran a hand from her head down to her elevated bum.
Samantha approached me as I stood next to Lottie. She tugged my pants and underwear to the floor which had my cock then poking her in the belly.
I put my hand on her shoulder and guided her to her knees and said, "You should show miss Lottie what a good cock sucker you have become."
Samantha quickly started stroking me and putting the head of my cock in her wet, warm mouth.
I could see Lottie staring intently and I said to her, "Samantha is not quite as talented as her mother, but she has come a long way."
Samantha, put on a good demonstration taking nearly three quarters of my length into her throat. She held it there for a few seconds with her face going pink. She then withdrew and took a gasp of air with stringy bits of drool extending from her lips to my cock.
Samantha smiled at Lottie who was nodding her head and she dove down again.
Lottie was squirming and some drool was around her lips as she watched the act of fellatio up close.
Samantha came up for air again and I stepped back, or I would lose my load too early. I moved to get behind Lottie. She was rolling her hips back and forth in hope of getting some attention.
I noticed that there was a disk covering her anus suggesting that a butt plug had been inserted. I tapped the disk and asked, "So you looking for something bigger in there?
Lottie just nodded.
Samantha approached me from Lottie's side and said, "She saw her mom get penetrated by you and couldn't wait to try it, as well."
Samantha ran her hands over Lottie's lithe white bum cheeks. She reached out with one hand and grasped my engorged cock, saying, "Let's get you lubed up in her pussy first."
Samantha guided my cock into Lottie's tight pussy. She was very wet, so lubrication wasn't an issue. I was a very tight fit and I could feel the butt plug pushing on the top of my cock as I went into her.
Samantha reached down and had her hand on Lottie's lower belly and exclaimed, "I can feel you expanding her as you go deep!"
I pumped in and out of Lottie about five times and pulled out to avoid popping too early.
Lottie moaned in frustration. Her hands were tied behind her back and I quickly untied them. She tried to run a hand to her pussy and I pushed it away and ordered, "No touching yourself tonight."
Lottie nodded at me and I said, "Good girl."
I rolled Lottie onto her back with her head below my balls. "Do you want to see what it looked like when I fucked you?" I asked Lottie.
Lottie just nodded her head and had a lustful look in her eyes.
I got Samantha to straddle Lottie, so her ass was over Lottie's head. I reached down and removed the ball gag on her head and said, "Watch closely, and be prepared to take me when I pull out of Samantha."
Lottie licked her lips and focused on Samantha's pussy as I ran my cock head up and down her slit. Samantha was moaning and trying to push back on me. I gave her bum a little slap and said, "Patience!"
The head of my cock was slippery with Samantha's juices and I dropped it down for Lottie to give it quick lick which elicited a moan of frustration out of Samantha.
After nestling my cock head in Samantha's pussy again, I steadily pushed into her which had her gasping.
Lottie exclaimed, "That is awesome how you are spreading her little pussy."
I stroked into Samantha about five times and then pulled out to feed Lottie's hungry mouth. I was getting close, but wanted to get Samantha to orgasm first.
I re-entered Samantha and then reached down to guide Lottie's mouth to Samantha's clit.
Lottie complied perfectly and I could feel her tongue pressing Samantha.
I pumped for about another ten strokes which had Samantha babbling as she came repeatedly. My cock was now making squishy noises as I plowed into her. I gave her a few more strokes and then pulled out of her and put my cock in Lottie's mouth where I started spraying her mouth with my cum.
Lottie gulped it all down and finished with a big smile.
Samantha rolled off of Lottie and moved to the head of the bed. She then demonstrated her flexibility by pulling up her legs and putting them behind her arms. This left her bottom obscenely spread open. Her pussy was wet and puffy from the fucking.
Samantha put two fingers from her right hand into her pussy and inserted her left index finger into her ass. As she pumped her fingers in and out, she said to Lottie, "Get that little freckled slut mouth glued to my bottom."
Lottie immediately kneeled in front of Samantha's bottom.
Samantha first removed the finger from her ass that Lottie sucked without hesitation, and then she took two gooey fingers from her pussy to repeat the process. After she removed her hands, Lottie dove down to lick her from asshole to clit.
I crawled behind Lottie and ran my hands over her tight ass. I reached in between her cheeks and put my fingers under the disk of the butt plug and pulled up. Slowly the plug started coming out.
It was about five inches long. I wasn't sure that she would be able to handle the monster, but she sure was eager to try.
I put the plug back in and reached over to my nightstand for the lube. I put some on the crack of her ass and then started applying it to my quickly hardening cock.
Samantha was moaning as Lottie continued to aggressively explore her bottom and exclaimed that she was cumming.
I put a hand on Lottie's ass and pulled the plug out quickly and poked the end of lube bottle into her ass to give it all the lubrication possible.
I put the head of my cock at the entrance to her ass. Samantha could see what I was doing and exclaimed, "Ray, give it to her. She wants it and it is so good."
Lottie looked over her shoulder at me and nodded.
Samantha grasped Lottie's head and ground her face into her pussy as I pushed passed her anal ring.
Lottie let a scream out into Samantha's pussy.
I didn't push any further as I didn't want to hurt her.
After the scream, I could hear her panting. Samantha had unfolded herself and was crawling over to me to watch the penetration.
After almost thirty seconds, she turned again to me and nodded for more.
I slowly pushed more meat into her distended asshole, as Samantha drooled more lube in her crack.
I got about five inches in and took another break. It was very tight.
Lottie exclaimed, "It hurt on the initial penetration, but I am getting used to it. It feels obscenely large."
"It is obscenely large," said Samantha. "Take deep breaths and try to relax. Ray is going to start stroking in and out soon. The pleasure will intensify."
I pushed another inch in and then pulled back until only my head was lodged in her ass. I then pushed in again with at a faster rate. Lottie couldn't take it all, but was doing far better than I had imagined.
Samantha was reaching under her to pinch her nipples as she encouraged me to increase my pace. "Start fucking that ass, Ray. She is a wanton slut and had been begging me for this all day. Time that she got what she came for."
I increased my pace for ten strokes when Lottie started shaking all over in orgasm and I felt some wetness hit my legs as she squirted her girl cum.
Lottie's contractions and unexpected squirt sent me off and started shooting deep in her ass. I was wasted from the fucking and rolled over on my back.
Lottie, reached behind her and said, "My ass is still open from your tool, Ray." She stayed on her knees and crawled over to me and started cleaning me with her tongue.
It didn't generate a response from my dick which was not a surprise.
I had Samantha on one side of me and Lottie on the other. She looked at the clock and said that she had to get home. Her mom was expecting her home tonight.
I sighed and said, "Give me a minute and I will dress and give you a ride."
"I will Uber home," Lottie responded. "If my mom sees you pull up, she will know what happened and be some combination of jealous and mad."
After Lottie left, Samantha and I snuggled in the bed until I fell asleep. Tomorrow would be a big day with Teena's first day of true freedom from Rick.
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