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The surprise encounter with Sarah left him in a somber mood. On the surface, their date had been fun, but that was one time Perception and his skills became somewhat of a problem.

Sarah was sad.

Sarah believed that her sadness was about Chuck, but she didn’t fully realize that it was her longing for a normal life … well, at least one she didn’t maintain a dozen identities and lived at the risk of being gunned down every moment.

Chuck was a proxy. Franky, he wished that Chuck was the real issue. That would have been easy to solve. It was about a larger decision, one that Sarah needed to make alone.

It was too personal for him to hijack.

He sighed as he parked his car at the pier, hoping that whatever party Haley and Rachel promised him was fun enough. It being a boat trip was obvious based on location, especially since he remembered Rachel being a qualified captain.

It was fun.

Soon, he was at the number Haley had given, and looked at the sloop waiting for him. It was a relatively modest ship, just over forty feet, with one sail. Considering how rich Haley was at this point, it was very modest, but that made him smile wider.

A bigger yacht would require a dedicated crew, and a crew meant no privacy. The sloop could be easily managed by two people unless they met a storm.

“Permission to come aboard,” he called loudly. Rachel appeared at the edge, dressed as the captain. Well, he thought as his smile widened. That was not entirely true. Rachel wore the captain’s hat, but the rest of her outfit had been reimagined significantly. A tiny miniskirt that had a good argument for being a belt, and a tied-up white shirt merely invoked the idea of a captain’s outfit.

“Permission granted,” Rachel said.

Haley appeared, wearing a sailor equivalent of Rachel’s outfit, once again tiny enough to hide very little, with a cute cap. “What she said,” she said cheerfully, and he walked on.

“Now, pull the board,” Rachel ordered, and he happily followed.

He had done so with practiced ease. Technically, he didn’t have a skill for sailing, but at this point, he didn’t need one. He had watched a few videos about sailing when Haley had given him the meeting location, and that, combined with his absurd learning capacity, had given him what he needed.

He smirked. He was truly dabbling this time.

Then, before Rachel could walk away, he grabbed her waist, and kissed her hard. “Hello, captain,” he whispered.

“This is treason,” Rachel murmured, then leaned in for another kiss. Then, she slapped his arm. “Let me go, we need to leave the marina first,” she said.

He let her go, mostly because he could see just how excited she was about sailing. It was one of the things that made Rachel stop being yet another spoiled rich girl. She was both skilled and determined while doing things she was passionate about, which made her even sexier.

Not that she needed much help in that aspect in her current outfit.

He had to admit, just the night-time boat trip alone would have been an amazing party, but he knew it wasn’t it. He also noticed Haley was keeping herself between him and the door leading to the cabin, as if she was there to prevent him from seeing anything.

“Move faster!” Rachel shouted, giving a few orders, forgetting to be playful, and Haley got confused.

“I got it,” he said, taking over from Haley.

“Thanks, Rachel is mean as a captain,” she complained playfully.

He followed Rachel’s harsh but effective commands, until they were ten miles out on the sea, where the city was still somewhat visible, but nowhere as blinding. When she let the engine drop, he approached her from behind, hugging her. “So, captain. We didn’t discuss my salary,” he teased her while kissing her neck.

“Interesting,” Rachel said, melting against him, but he didn’t miss her gesture to Haley, nor did he miss Haley’s smirk as she slipped inside.

As he waited, he slipped a hand under Rachel’s skirt, teasing her directly. Her hands tightened against the helm, her captain’s hat sliding.

Then, he heard Haley. “We have a stowaway, Captain!” Haley called.

He turned, still hugging Rachel, curious exactly what they planned. His eyes widened when the door opened. Penny walked out first, dressed as a classical pirate … well, a classical pirate in the same vein that Haley was a sailor. She had a tricorn hat, boots, a sash with a large toy cutlass. She wore leather pants that were tight enough to show every muscle.

She also wore a white puffy shirt, but since it was unbottoned to almost her bellybutton, with a cleavage to die for, making her a very sexy pirate.

Sexy enough that he didn’t bother asking why Rachel and Haley was dressed modern, while Penny dressed as an old-time pirate.

Admittedly, his decision not to ask questions had something to do with the rope she was holding. Or, what was on the other side of the rope?

Lily.

She was dressed as a Victorian noblewoman, complete with a fancy dress with a bulky skirt. And, unlike the other costumes, she was dressed in a real dress, not a sexy version. He appreciated the contrast as her hair flew.

“We have a naughty stowaway, Captain,” Penny declared, in an intentionally terrible accent. “Found her in the hold. Hiding among the provisions.”

“Wow,” I said with a teasing manner, and suddenly grabbed Rachel’s hat and put on mine.

“Think of it as mutiny,” he said as he walked toward Lily. They shared a smirk with Penny before he leaned in, touching her cheek. “So, you’re a stowaway, Miss Rich Girl.”

“Please, sir. I’m trying to return home. If you escort me safely, I promise you riches beyond your imagination,” Lily begged. Her acting was terrible, and the weird British accent she was trying to use was even worse.

Somehow, that made her cuter.

“Don’t listen to her, Captain,” Penny said, her bad, terrible acting far more deliberate than Lily’s horrible show. “She stepped on our boat, and she has to pay the price.” With that, she grabbed Lily’s dress, ripping it with one move, the buttons flying all around.

“Oh, no! My virtue! How will I ever find a match—“ Lily started, her terrible accent making it even more compelling for him, but Penny seemed to disagree, silencing her.

Lily’s eyes widened in protest, but that didn’t last long, giggling. Penny pulled back, giggling as well. Rachel and Haley joined soon.

He joined them. “So, what’s with the costumes,” he finally asked once the laughter had came to an end.

“Lily’s fault,” Rachel said.

“It certainly is not. You wanted me to be the sexy stowaway. It means Caribbean fashion, immediately. You were the one that decided to go modern without telling me.”

He listened to them bickering for a while, amused, then clapped his hands to silence them. “Alright. Since there’s a dispute about who has the sexier theme, how about we have a competition. Two teams, one winner,” he added, putting the captain’s hat back on Rachel’s head. “I’ll be the jury.”

“Deal,” they said almost immediately. Lily pulled Penny aside, already whispering. He was pretty sure they had just met today, but after Penny enacted an excellent bodice-ripper move, it was hard to call what Lily was forward.

Meanwhile, Haley and Rachel were whispering with even greater familiarity.

“Alright, heads or tails?” he asked. “Loser goes first.”

“Heads,” Rachel called.

“Tails,” he said, and flicked it back into his pocket. “Losers go first.”

“Not fair,” Haley complained, more out of habit than anything. Rachel adjusted the captain’s hat with both hands, her gaze sharper. Compared to Haley, Rachel was far more competitive in silly things.

After all, she and Monica would lose their apartment in a stupid trivia game. “That’s enough, sailor,” Rachel said, her tone sharp. “We have a challenge to win.”

Rachel looked. “Each team has fifteen minutes to make their ‘case’, alright?”

Penny saluted with the toy cutlass. Lily, dress hanging open where the buttons used to be, dropped down, more than happy to watch, and not just because going second gave her the advantage. She was probably the most enthusiastic person apart from him.

“Let’s start with a show, sailor,” Rachel said, leaning in to whisper a few things. While Haley pressed her hands to his knees, Rachel turned on the music, a fun little beat that Haley followed perfectly.

Rachel returned, joined the dance, and soon, two of them were performing an erotic dance that flowed too well to be improvised at the moment. A part of his gift, he suspected.

Haley stood in front of him while Rachel tugged her tied shirt, which fell apart easily, then grabbed Haley’s breasts, squeezing. That made Haley’s eyes widen in surprise, suggesting Rachel was already improvising.

“Help our guest of honor to have a good time, sailor,” Rachel ordered with a sharp tone, giving Haley a push. Haley happily knelt in front of him, freeing his shaft. Meanwhile, Rachel removed her own shirt as well, leaving only her miniskirt and her captain’s hat.

It was a good view.

Haley wrapping her lips around his girth made it even better. He had always loved Haley in that position, her eyes fascinatingly hypnotizing. Then, it got better when Rachel knelt behind her. “Captain’s inspection,” she said, cheerful and filthy at the same time.

She ran her hands around Haley’s sides and cupped her breasts from behind, thumbs circling, putting her on display. Haley’s moans got louder.

“You’re supposed to impress our guest,” Rachel said. Her voice had gone lower as she grabbed Haley’s hair. “That’s the assignment.”

With that, she pushed Haley down deep. Haley gasped and moaned, but she still played along, her moans magnificent. As she shifted, Rachel’s miniskirt rode up, giving a better view.

Haley actually reached with one hand despite the treatment, pushing it up to access Rachel’s naked wetness. Her fingers danced.

“Mutiny,” Rachel called, but she pushed Haley’s head harder, getting closer to him, kissing and licking his neck. “Sorry about the disobedience of my sailor, sir…”

She then fell on her knees to apologize, letting Haley pull back. Their double-attack was far gentler than the earlier blowjob, but that didn’t make it any less amazing. It was a performance, their pace and shifts suggesting that they had discussed a game plan for the exact pattern.

Rachel’s assault was soft and thorough, tongue circling, then Haley’s was hotter and greedier, taking him deeper while Rachel kissed down the bottom. Their hair tangled. Rachel’s captain hat was still on her head, which, combined with their location, made the moment much sexier.

Until Haley decided to pull back. “Come on, captain, show me how to do that,” she whispered.

Rachel took his shaft between her lips, pushing down, her nose brushing his stomach, throat working, eyes wet at the corners. Yet, the hat stayed on as she went up and down a few times. “How about this?” she said.

“Oh, I can do better,” Haley said, and she went down. A little competition, which turned even hotter when they started to kiss right at the crown, their kisses teasing him.

He turned to see Lily, her hand already under her long skirt, with no mystery about what she was doing.

Then, they escalated. Haley pulled back, while Rachel climbed onto his lap, skirt still bunched at her waist, legs open. She skewered herself even as Haley dipped down, her lips dancing between the base of his shaft and her clit.

It felt good, but remembering their little trick at the pool, he decided that a little payback was necessary. He grabbed her hair with one hand, and suddenly, he had the pace. At the same time, he used his other hand on Haley’s core after pulling her to his thigh, fingering wildly.

“T-that wasn’t the plan,” Rachel moaned.

“And it wasn’t my plan to be abandoned in the pool, helpless and aching, left to suffer blue balls,” he responded. He truly suffered greatly for the long duration of … three minutes until he could climb the stairs and ask Gloria’s help, followed by Claire.

Haley was lucky she had such a loving family, always happy to fix her errors.

“But—“ Haley started, only for her complaint to die under his fingers. He stopped holding back, and the impact was devastating.

Haley leaned to his chest, her breathing out of control, while he pushed Rachel to all fours, still using her hair to set the pace, making sure that her captain’s hat stayed on. Rachel tightened around him while Haley started kissing his neck, desperate for her own release.

“Harder,” Haley still whispered. “My captain can take it.”

Rachel moaned, ignoring it. “Betrayal,” he chuckled. “Maybe you should have treated your crew better,” he teased, spanking Rachel’s ass while Haley shifted her seat, sitting in front of Rachel.

“No, my hat,” Rachel protested, which only lasted a second before Haley pulled her between her legs. Pinned, it took seconds for her to climax again, this time even more explosive. The tightness made him explode as well, filling her.

Rachel slid forward, her ass still raised, panting and at her limit.

“Well, since the captain is tapping out and her team rebelled, this is our victory,” Penny bragged as she sat on his thigh. “Right, sir?”

“Well, you have a point—“ he said, only to be interrupted by Lily, who directly landed on his lap, her back against his chest, taking him deep. “In a hurry, Lily?”

“Shut up, you bastard. I missed you,” she said.

“Well, she has a point,” Penny said, kissing him, though her kiss was gentler, almost tender.

“Well, you’re even busier than I am, miss movie star; it’s hard to find time,” he teased even as he pushed Lily down to all fours. He didn’t pull out, as it would be rude, but instead, it brought Lily to Rachel’s core.

She pushed Rachel’s thighs wider, looked up once at Ethan with that bright, guilty smile, and started kicking her.

Rachel jolted. “I didn’t say —“ she started, but Lily’s tongue was relentless. “Fine, the competition is over,” Rachel moaned.

“Exactly,” Haley said, pulling Rachel to her core.

He fucked Lily relentlessly, but that hardly broke her rhythm. Lily was tiny, but tough. She stayed low, red hair spilling over Rachel’s thighs, licking Rachel with messy lips.

Penny stayed pressed to his side, kissing him languidly, almost romantically. It contrasted greatly with the train of fun that was going on him, but Penny didn’t care. And as long as she didn’t, he was happy to play along.

The contrast somehow made it even better. When she pulled back a minute later, she was blushing. “Tell me,” he whispered. “What was it about?”

“Just…” she whispered, blushing. “I just wanted to thank you. I had roles in three movies last month, all with speaking parts. I even had two guest characters for TV with substantial lines, one with a chance to turn regular.”

“It’s your—“ he started, but Penny stopped him with an intense kiss.

“Shut up. We both know it’s not that.”

“You’re talented, Penny.”

“So. We both know talent means nothing without someone opening the door. I owe it to —“ she started.

This time, it was he who interrupted her with a kiss. “Fine, I accept your thanks,” he said. He appreciated it, but it was definitely not the time to have a deep conversation. He grabbed her wrist, making her use her plastic cutlass to spank Lily, to which she responded with a moan. “Now, I was promised a show. Just because the other team failed doesn’t mean that you can get away…”

Penny smirked, spanking Lily again.

It was a good night … connecting to an even better morning. Even giving him a beautiful reward.

[Achievement complete. Excellence in competition.

Challenge: Overwhelming]

[+50 Any Stat

1 Diamond Skill Upgrade

1 Diamond Reward Upgrade]

After some thinking, he decided the best target was to upgrade his most recent reward, Instant Residence Card. He wanted to see the difference between Platinum and Diamond Reward.

That, and he planned to spend a lot of time in his new house, for which he had plans. Making it as good as possible was a sensible choice.

[Instant Residence Card: A reward that could be used to build a dream home and modify the surroundings on lawfully owned land. The total cost would be taken from the bank account. Neither the appearance of the residence nor the money outflow triggers any suspicion.

Additionally, the residence will have hidden automatic maintenance and security features, which will not trigger any outside suspicion.]

His eyes widened at the additional feature that was added.

It was certainly worth spending a diamond upgrade card.