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Resisting Haley’s attempt to push him into the water wouldn’t even require an effort, but he let her succeed, acting like her surprise attack caught him at a bad time, and once she kept him down for a couple seconds, he pushed out, spraying water.

On the surface, he was met with twin giggles. “You know that’s war, right?” he said, sliding between her and the land.

Haley’s beautiful eyes widened. “Don’t you dare,” she gasped, her eyes widening as she tried to swim back. Haley was not exactly a great swimmer, since she mostly preferred sunbathing to actual swimming, nor that she could have escaped even if she had been an Olympic swimmer.

“Got you,” he whispered once he caught up with her, lifting her easily.

“Let me go, you brute,” Haley gasped, slapping his shoulders, though still unable to contain her giggling. He moved closer to the center of the pool. Luckily, he was tall enough to keep his head above water even when he lifted her up.

“Are you sure?” he asked, making a throwing motion.

“No!” Haley gasped.

Rachel started giggling. “Throw her in!” Rachel said.

“As you wish,” he said, throwing Haley faster than either of them expected. Nothing painful, but it created enough of a splash to cover Rachel.

“No! My hair! That's cheating," she sputtered, shoving wet hair out of her face.

"That's physics. You can file a complaint with Isaac Newton."

"Don’t be an Alex,” Haley responded.

Ethan swallowed a joke about things rubbing off, not wanting to remind Haley exactly what he was doing with Alex. It was no secret, of course, but it was safer not to joke about it, especially with Rachel nearby.

“Well, why don’t you come silence me, then,” he challenged.

“Rachel, let’s drown this bastard,” Haley responded.

“Good idea. My hair needs revenge!” Rachel responded, jumping into the water, clearly holding a grudge for ‘ruining’ her hair as well.

With that, he ended up being ‘attacked’ in the middle of the pool. It was truly a great torture, being wrestled by the two, especially after Haley decided to remove her top, using the strings to tie his hands together. “Help, help, I’m being oppressed,” he mocked.

Rachel caught Haley’s gaze, her smile changing its nature, getting more heated. “I do not think he’s taking us seriously,” Rachel said. “Tie his legs as well.”

Haley chuckled as she pushed his drenched pants down, turning them to tie his legs. But, then, she also pushed his underwear down. “Really, Haley. Was the second part necessary?” he asked.

“You can be tricky,” Haley said smugly.

“Also, it gives us a handle to deal with you,” Rachel responded as she wrapped her fingers around his shaft. “The best way to torture you.”

“Yes, I’m definitely feeling tortured,” he said while he felt her fingers dance over his shaft.

“Help me, Rachel,” Haley ordered.

"I'm already helping," Rachel said, continuing to tease him. Then, suddenly, she stopped and pulled back. “What better way to keep him on edge than to make him pay for the earlier scare?”

“A genius idea,” Haley responded as she pulled back as well, and together, they climbed out of the pool, leaving him in the water. He couldn’t help but laugh. A genuinely surprised one, surprised completely.

From the edge of the pool, they both leaned down, kissing his cheeks at the same time. “See you tonight,” Haley said as she walked out.

He didn’t say anything, just watched them quickly put on their dresses before they walked out, and soon he heard their car starting. Only then did he free himself from his supposed bondage.

He could have freed himself easily, but he had to admit, it was far more entertaining to just play along.

“It helps that I still have a sexy Latina resting to help me,” he said to himself as he removed his clothes to throw them to drier; wondering what would Haley would have said if she knew Gloria was upstairs, ready to finish what they had started.

Maybe not just her, he suddenly thought. After all, from what he had earlier, Jay was supposed to be dealing with a problem at work. He could swing by and see if he could help Claire.

In turn, Claire could help to solve the problem Haley created with her little prank.

Upstairs, he had woken Gloria up with a kiss. “Are they gone?” She said, too dazed to realize she had been napping for a while.

“Yep. We have the house to ourselves,” he said, spanking her ass playfully. “Now, you can give me a tour of the place as a proper hostess.”

She shivered with desire. “Well, it’s a Colombian tradition,” she admitted as she stood up, not reaching for anything, determined to give him a naked tour. He had to admit, Jay must have annoyed a lot recently for her to be this naughty.

Not that he complained.

He kept his hand on her ass while they climbed down the stairs. He was amused when she moved to the garden and sat on the side of the pool, her feet already in the water. He examined her wondrous body for a while, and when she looked at him over her shoulder with an inviting expression, he moved.

He decided that he was owed a pool sex, and jumped into the water before pulling her inside. She giggled as she complained, but her legs parted for him while her arms settled on the side of the pool.

He took her there, their bodies half raised, her arms pressing against the warm stone. “You’re a naughty hostess, Gloria,” he teased as he squeezed her nipple.

“Yes, I am a naughty hostess,” she responded, louder than he expected. Clearly, the location was working for her even more than he had expected. He held her hips and let her use him until her rhythm broke and she collapsed forward against the poolside. “Help me out,” she whispered.

He reasoned that they had pushed their luck quite a bit, and they should stop.

They didn’t.

Gloria had been energized after her long nap, and he found it very difficult to pull back from her endless passion.

They had explored the house, spending a lot of time in the living room across the TV, then testing the structural integrity of her kitchen island; which it handled perfectly. Then, they drifted upstairs to test her shower space before they drifted down to the game room, where a large pool table was waiting for them.

“Do you play,” he teased her while she leaned against it for a breather.

Gloria stopped beside it, rested a hip against the rail, and looked at him as if this had been the plan all along. “I can destroy you.”

“That sounds like a challenge,” he said, knowing Gloria would never turn one down.

“It is,” she said smugly as she grabbed a cue, set the balls, and hit to open it perfectly. But, he had to admit, the sight of her naked breasts pressing the soft surface when she was aiming was even more interesting than her perfect aim.

“Impressive,” he said as he walked closer. “How about we make it interesting?”

“How interesting?”

“Well, interfering is allowed,” he said as he stood behind her, his shaft settling over her ass as she leaned forward.

“Interesting,” she said as she wiggled her hips. “But, no complaining when you lose.”

“Never,” he said as he spanked her ass, and she moaned. But, to his surprise, she shuffled forward for a second, and when she pushed back, he was already inside her. She delivered the hit, taking the ball easily. “Impressive,” he said, not hiding his moan as she clenched around him.

“I made a lot of money hustling in my youth,” she said.

“Nonsense,” he said, and she bristled. “You’re still young,” he responded, caressing her body.

“Better,” she said, clenching around him. It was not a difficult compliment to deliver. The government records might claim otherwise, but her body was still perfection.

“My turn,” he said as he pulled out.

“Weak—“ she teased, but that was all she was able to say before he flipped her, pushing inside again, but pushing the cue through the valley between her amazing breasts. “Interesting,” she responded.

“You should know that I don’t run away from challenges, Gloria,” he whispered, his hips pushing deeper.

“Well, you’re not the only one capable of trick shots,” she said when he pulled back, only to push him so that he was sitting on the side of the table. She climbed onto his lap, riding desperately. At the same time, from her terrible angle, she managed to hit the ball, sending it inside.

“Magnificent,” he said, tightening his grip on her hips for a while he considered what position to take.

Then, he decided something simple. He pushed her onto the middle of the table, her body blocking most of the path, still inside her. “If the ball hits my face, I’ll gut you,” she warned. “I am handy with a machete.”

“Don’t worry,” he said, this time using the thick end of the cue to spank her playfully. She moaned even harder. He hit the ball intentionally hard, and it passed in front of her nose.

“Y-you’re pushing your luck,” she warned, but that didn’t stop her from tightening.

“Maybe,” he said as he climbed onto the table, the game forgotten while he parted his legs. He fucked her in an unhurried rhythm, defiling Jay’s favorite game. It was not his usual habit, but for some reason, Jay always annoyed him.

Ruining his favorite game in such a special way felt especially good. A sentiment shared by Gloria, if her vindictive moans were any indicator.

It was late afternoon when Gloria finally surrendered, though only after a grand finale at her shower before she went to her bed to sleep, locking the door. A good timing, because just when he finished dressing and stepped out, the gate opened, and Jay drove in.

“You’re still here,” he said, annoyed.

“Just finished helping Gloria,” Ethan said shamelessly, glad that his recovery handled the hickeys and scratches Gloria had left on him. “It has been exhausting.”

Jay grimaced. “Yeah, she has a lot of energy when she’s angry. I usually run away to my club,” he said.

Ethan smirked at Jay’s unintentional double entendre. “Yes, she has. It must be the famous Latina fire. I helped her as much as I can, but I recommend you to be scarce for a while.”

“A round of golf might not be a bad idea,” Jay said, then just as he entered his car, he pulled another five hundred dollars from his pocket. “For all your effort helping her relax. It must have been exhausting.”

“Nonsense, it was a pleasure,” Ethan responded, too amused by the situation.

Then, he started driving as well. He still had to visit Claire…

&&&

Accessing her office had been easy. Just by claiming that he was a merger consultant with a meeting arranged had been enough to bypass the security. And, it was already late, so the rest of the workers were out.

He knocked on the door.

“I remember telling you empty-headed dummies not to disturb me,” Claire shouted from inside. He frowned at her reaction, glad that he had heard about her problems and decided to stop by.

Claire could be abrasive, but shouting insults was not her habit. She must have been really stressed.

But then, maybe he should have expected. Without his involvement, it was a decision that would eventually lead the company to bankruptcy.

He smiled. He should be able to solve the issue easily…