Halle jumped up to get a washcloth to clean me up so Brook could use me and then did the same for herself. It looked like I might have released pretty hard to have left that mess.
Brook got me back into the game, and we were soon doing the old in-and-out.
The contrast in girls was interesting. Halle was softer and had more curves, and I found I wanted to pleasure her and take my time. With Brook, it was a little different. She was more athletic, and it was more adventurous and physical. The girls seemed to figure it out and asked for me to switch and treat them as I would the other, for a change of pace. I decided to do Halle first.
Halle had the biggest orgasm I’ve ever seen a girl have. Brook and I looked in awe at the quivering mess I’d left. When it was Brook’s turn, she flipped out when I slowly built her to one climax after another. I don’t think she realized she could have multiple orgasms.
When she recovered, they looked at each other and then glared at me.
“What?” I said defensively.
“You’ve been holding out on us,” Halle accused.
“I just did what I thought you wanted.”
“You had tricks you weren’t sharing with us,” Halle said, and then her eyes got big. “What do you do with Zoe?”
I got an evil grin. I wasn’t sure they really wanted to know.
“Backdoor,” I whispered.
Both their eyes got big.
“Seriously?” Brook asked.
“I think he’s setting us up,” Halle decided.
“Ask her,” I suggested. “She loves it. Think about it. Did you like what I just did with each of you? Do you think I would do something that would make her unhappy?”
They both looked at each other, and their eyes got big again. They realized I was telling the truth.
“Me first,” Brook volunteered.
Mr. Happy made a play for the body, but I knew this needed more finesse than he was capable of. I took my time to get her ready. I got plenty of lube and slowly prepared her while I gave her oral sex. When I felt her orgasm, I stood and pushed Mr. Happy home.
“Oh, my God! He’s in your butt,” Halle observed.
“I should have had a guy with a much smaller package do me the first time,” Brook moaned.
“I could go get Phil,” I suggested.
Halle burst out laughing. She then had to tell Brook the joke we’d played on him about being short and how that equated to small hands and other body parts. Brook just didn’t get it. Of course, Phil wasn’t really short and didn’t have any size issues. But he was my half brother, and it was nice that I was able to torment him a bit.
After the initial discomfort, Brook got into it. She never climaxed but decided that she would do it again. Halle was less of a fan. She told me this was the one and only time I would ever do that to her. It wasn’t for everyone, but they’d asked.
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Chapter 35 – Keep the Twins Safe Sunday August 14
When I came down for breakfast, I found my parents sitting with Bev and Jack Mass. Harper, their daughter, had gone home with Tami and that group yesterday. I hadn’t really gotten a chance to spend time with Harper. Tami had told me Mike was jealous that Harper had come to watch me play, and she didn’t want to give him any more reason to act that way. I was okay with it. I couldn’t understand what Harper saw in him and figured at some point he would cheat on her.
Mom handed me my credit card.
“Fritz dropped this off this morning. Sounds like it got a bit rowdy last night.”
Apparently, since I hadn’t been in the middle of it all, and they’d whisked me back to the hotel, Mom was appeased. In any case, I wasn’t about to poke the bear, so I just took it.
She handed me the receipt. Holy crap! It was five grand even. No way did we drink anywhere near that much.
“Fritz said the ‘tip’ was for the injuries. Mr. Garcia took care of his bouncers and the three men your people injured,” Mom explained.
When she put it that way, I might have gotten off cheap. If this had been in the States, there would be lawsuits, and five grand wouldn’t even begin to cover Ms. Dixon and her team.
“Money well spent,” Bev observed.
“So, how are things?” I asked Jack, to change the subject.
“Things are good. I see you made ESPN SportsCenter’s Top Ten Plays list,” he said with a chuckle.
“That’s cool. I take it they showed me reversing direction and gunning down the guy,” I guessed.
“Yep. They also showed you hitting the home run to tie the game,” Jack said.
“We really enjoyed the boys and Tami staying with us,” Bev said to change the topic from sports. “They were the perfect houseguests, and they kept Harper harmlessly occupied.”
“When Mike found out Tim and Wolf were staying with us, he didn’t show up,” Jack said with a smile.
“I doubt they’d put up with him,” I agreed. “I talked to them all, and they only had good things to say about you and their time interning in Chicago. Thank you for everything. I really appreciate that you worked with them this summer.”
“It got me thinking. I want to do this with some college guys next year. I believe it would be better to have them understand the business rather than hire them right out of college without that experience. They would intern for the summer, and we’d get to know them and see if they fit in,” Jack said.
“That makes a lot of sense. A bad hire can be costly,” Dad observed.
“If they’re even half as good workers as those two were, I’d be lucky,” Jack admitted.
“Did the romances cause you any issues?” Mom asked.
“No. They were respectful of our rules. It did bring back some fond memories of first loves,” Bev shared.
My inner Alpha Male jerked awake at hearing about Tami and Tim. All I had to do was remind him of last night, and he calmed down. I guess I would always think of Tami as mine. Honestly, I didn’t ever want to completely push that away. I found there was still a small spark of hope that there very well might be a ‘someday’ in our future. How that would happen, I had no idea.
Then Jack shocked me.
“I want to buy into your business,” he announced.
“Wait, I thought I was loaning you money,” I said with a smile.
“I propose we trade shares in our companies. You have interests in farming, real estate, restaurants, personal management, and public relations. What we would bring to the table is wealth management, investments, and construction. My dad was the master of figuring out how to diversify his business, and this seems to me like something he would approve of.
“To start, I can see the personal management part of your business and our wealth management as combining well. We got into the construction end when my dad wanted to do REITs, or Real Estate Investment Trusts. It provided a way for our investors to buy into trusts that create and manage income-producing real estate.
“I’ve also talked to Bev, and we agree that, with the help of your family, you’ve started something that could really grow. With the right people helping you, I expect we could build your little business into something special,” Jack suggested.
“I would bet my son is open to this. I’d like to talk to him and our management team. Do you have a proposal for what you want to do?” Dad asked.
“We can talk. My long-term goal is to eventually retire. Harper has little to no interest in taking over. I’ve been approached about selling out, but I’d rather partner with someone I like and trust. Maybe down the road, you’d end up buying me out. At least this way, I’d have the backing to keep my business intact,” Jack said.
“Are you having problems?” I asked.
“Not now, but your infusion of cash helped me not to have to make any drastic decisions. With you as part of the business, I would hope not to get myself in that position again. With your backing, I would breathe easier,” Jack said.