Wrongfully Accused Ch. 10-12 (Patreon)

Part 3: Things heat up In Jason’s Household.

Written by: Mandingo1234

Edited by: kenjisato

Chapter 10

It had been about a week since Lila, Lily, and Jennifer had moved into Jason's spare bedrooms. Things had been moving rather smoothly except for the cold shoulder Jason was getting from Jennifer, ever since that little encounter with Derek. He chalked it up to being rude to the little jock, and she was just defending her boyfriend's honor. Like he had any honor in the first place if Jason's hunch about him being a player was correct.

Sarah, on the other hand, would come by now and then, to check up on Jennifer, while at the same time, trying to flirt with Jason. Lila was trying to keep the peace and to help make sure her sister and daughter didn’t antagonize Jason to a certain degree. She had been pleased, as she thought that Jason had been somewhat pleasant over the week, and hoped the trend would continue. As for Lily, let's just say that she had been slowly working her way into Jason's pants.

It was early in the morning, and Jason was busy working out in the gym that he had downstairs. It was a routine that he had been keeping since his prison days. "A soft body is an easy target," was what someone had said to him, as he trained; meaning, if you are fat and slow, then you are prey to those that would do you harm. He took those words to heart, ever since the incident he had during his first year in prison. And while he might have survived it, the reminders were still there in the form of jagged scars on his side and lower back, and the lingering pain in his hands. A constant reminder of what a weak man he used to be, and of how far he had come.

While he was so caught up in his workout, he didn’t notice the door opening to someone. He did notice, though, that the someone was Lily in her tight lycra workout shorts and sports bra. The kind a woman wore to grab the attention of every straight man in her vicinity.

“Hey, mind if I join you?” she asked, all innocently, while shyly positioning her body to give Jason a great view of her full breasts.

“Sure,” he said, as he racked the weights on the bench press.

For the last week, Lily had been flirting with Jason, every time she ran into him; always asking about what he was doing, what he thought of her workout outfit, and so on—trying her best to have him slip into her bed. But with each passing day, she was starting to grow restless. She never had an issue with picking up people of the opposite sex, and sometimes the same sex. It was frustrating to her, that he was not falling for her usual tricks, but all that did was make her want him more. A man that could resist her womanly charms, was a man that was worth exploring, in Lily's mind.

She began her stretching routine, making sure that they were a little bit longer, so that Jason could see all of her curves. It was funny to Lily, at work she would admonish those gym rats for looking at her, while she stretches, but there at Jason's house, she wanted him to stare. To see the curves of her ass, the swells of her breasts, and the tightness in her abs. She wanted him to see it all. But in the end, he was being respectful and keeping his eyes on his workout. She was tired of being coy; now, Lily was about to be the aggressor.

“You're doing bench presses, here let me spot you,” Lily said, as she made her way to Jason's side of the room.

"No need, I'm good," Jason told her, as he finished raking up the forty-five-pound plates on each side.

"Nonsense, you need a spotter, especially when you are working on the bench press," Lily said, with a bit of a mischievous smile, knowing where she was going to spot him.

"Fine, but I don't need it.”

Jason got himself into position, readying himself, until he felt something straddle his waist.

“What are you doing?” Jason asked, as he peered up at Lily’s smiling face.

“What does it look like, I’m spotting you,” she said, as she wiggled her hips into his groin.

“Yeah, but normally that is done…over there,” Jason replied, as he pointed to the spot by his head; trying his best not to enjoy the firmness of Lily's ass.

“I know, but you said you didn’t need a spot, so I figured why not spot, and motivate you at the same time.”

“Motivate me?”

“Yes. You see when a woman sits on a man's lap like this, it increases a man's strength so he can perform better. Plus, it tests his concentration. So get to it," Lily said, while lightly patting Jason's abs, feeling how firm and sweaty they were.

“And what will your sister, and little miss sunshine, say, if they catch us like this?”

"Lila had left a while ago to take Jennifer to school. Then from there, she is going to the locksmith to get a key made for our car. So we have the place all to ourselves for a few hours. So what do you say convict, are you ready to work out, or are you scared of having a woman straddle your legs," Lily said, finding all of this entertaining.

Deciding to not dignify that with a response, Jason grabbed onto the bar and began his reps. From the view she was sitting at, Lily could see every muscle, every flex, and every vein that ran down Jason's arms, and pecs. She liked Jason's physique, not too large, well-toned, with great definition. She could tell that it had taken him years to get where he was at, and like that, he was keeping himself in shape.

The other thing she liked to see were the scars that crisscrossed his body. She found herself with the urge to trace every single one, wondering about the story of how they got there. She knew that asking about it would cause Jason to put up walls around him. Maybe one day, if they were to be more intimate, then he would tell her of his tale. His struggles with what he had to go through. Did he fight alone, or was he in a gang? Did he start fights, or was he just at the wrong place at the wrong time? Did he kill someone, and if so, was it self-defense, or was it cold-blooded? All those questions flooded Lily's mind, as her eyes lingered on those imperfections on one's body. A sign that showed that he went through a crucible, and came out the other side. Like Spartacus in the fighting pits, or Hercules with his twelve trials.

Another thing she also noticed while she was straddling Jason's lap was the noticeable tube of flesh that ran down his groin. Because her lycra spandex shorts were so tight and so thin, she could feel everything. His cock wasn’t hard, since Jason was mainly focusing on his reps, but its size and length pleased Lily.

‘My, my, it feels like you might have a fine cock, I can’t wait to take it out. You know it’s rude to tease a lady. With that hard body, and that strong jawline, what is a lady supposed to do?’ Lily thought, as Jason finished his last rep.

“Okay, I’m done now, you can get off,” Jason said, as he looked up at Lily, wondering why she didn’t move.

"In a rush, are we? Come on, that was only thirty reps. Don't wimp out on me now," Lilly playfully said, as she looked down at him.

“What, are you my trainer, now?”

“Maybe, that is my job, you know. I could help you maintain this fine body of yours,” Lily said, as she traced a finger down the valley of his pecs and abs. “It would be a shame to let this all go.”

"My Ms. Williams, are you flirting with me?" Jason asked amusingly, as he sat up.

“Maybe I am, and please call my Lily, Ms. Williams makes me sound old. Do I look old?” Lily asked, loving the little banter they were having.

Then, just before he could answer the question, the front door opened and closed, and Lila's voice could be heard through the house.

“Shit!” Lily cursed, in a low voice, as she quickly got off his lap and rushed out of the gym room.

She managed to meet up with Lila, but not before she zipped up a sweater that she had outside the room. She didn't want Lila to ask any questions about her attire.

“Hey, sis, I thought you were going to the locksmith after dropping off Jenn?”

"I was, but I forgot the car registry and my insurance card. Without them, the locksmith won't make me a new key. Came back from a run?" Lila asked, noticing Lily's attire, and red cheeks.

“Yeah, it's nice up here, wide open spaces, no traffic, or people. A girl can get used to this," Lily playfully said, trying to hide the fact that a few moments ago, she was practically dry humping Jason's bone.

"Well, I'm glad you like it here. Anyway, since I'm here, why don't I take you to work," Lila offered.

Trying her best to not look suspicious, Lily agreed, “Sure, Lu, let me get my gym bag, and change a few other things.”

As she found her stuff, she was cursing her sister for coming home too early. But luckily for her, she would have more opportunities. She switched out of her sports bra and shorts, and into her more appropriate gym clothes, and tracksuit, with the gym's logo on it. Luckily, the gym owner gave her a new one, after her old one burned up in the fire, with no added cost. All of her coworkers were so supportive of Lily after she told them what had happened, including a young college student named, Chad, who works there part-time. He was being very supportive, and said if she needed anything, he would be willing to help. Lily found it cute that the young man was being so in her affection. Of course, she would never move on his advances. Lily never liked to mix business with pleasure, so she never once slept with a co-worker, even though Lily thought Chad was cute.

With bag in hand and work clothes on, Lily made her way downstairs and found Jason in the kitchen making himself a simple smoothie. She bit her lip, at the realization of how close she was to be in his pants, but she would have to wait. Then, just before she left for the door where her sister was, she made a quick trip to the kitchen and grabbed the cup Jason had made for himself and took a quick sip.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Jason asked, as he saw her taking the sip.

“What, I didn’t get my morning protein today,” she said, hinting at the double entendre in her phrasing, as she continued to finish the drink. “Well, I better go,” and just before she left through the front door, she turned around and said, “Thanks for the shake, I hope I get to have more,” then she licked her lips with her tongue, and left.

“Oh, she is going to be trouble,” Jason murmured to himself, as he made himself another shake, replacing the one that Lily just finished.

The rest of the week went by normally after Jason and Lily's little impromptu workout session. She hadn’t been back since that day, but that was mainly because Lila was around, so Lily couldn't risk being caught with Jason. Lily could kind of understand why her sister didn't want to be involved with Jason. He was her boss, and as of that moment, the man that offered them sanctuary. Throwing sex into the mix could muddle things up in the long run. But still, Lily could not help herself. There was just something about Jason that called to her, and the mere fact he had not made a move on her, or anyone in her family, only made her want him more.

She knew the women in the family were all babes in the eyes of men; she saw it while she worked, while she was in the streets, and when she had free time, down in the clubs with her female co-workers. She even saw it with Derek, Jennifer's boyfriend, on the rare chance that he came over. He thought he was being sly, but Lily knew when he was staring at her ass. She didn't say anything to Jennifer because she didn't want to cause any trouble in their relationship. Personally, Lily did not like Derek, for the fact he always seemed so cocky around them. Like he was god and everyone should worship around his feet. Being the school's football MVP could do that to a man's ego. And sure, back in Lily's day, she would have loved to have been wrapped around Derek's arm, but with age comes wisdom and experience.

Which was why she found Jason so fascinating. He was a hunk in Lily's book, but he didn’t act like it. He had tons of cash, but he didn't flaunt it, like those rich men that came to her gym. He could handle himself in a fight, but didn’t want to take credit for it. He was smart but never showed it. And to top it all off, when Lily wore skimpy outfits around his house, under the guise of loungewear, he looked, but he respectfully didn’t stare as most horny men do.

While Lily had been warming up to Jason, Jennifer was still giving him the cold shoulder. Every time they passed by each other, she would look away with her nose up, acting like she was better than him. Jason didn't mind, he was used to women doing that to him back in the day. As for Lila, since moving, she felt like she was working twenty-four-seven, trying to make sure her family didn't jeopardize her job. Especially Jennifer, with the way she had been treating Jason. Then around Friday, after a long day of running paperwork for Jason's venture into the stock markets, and from being interviewed by the arson investigator for over three hours, she decided to clock out early, by drawing herself a warm bath.

There was one thing that she was glad that came out of their whole ordeal was that she  had access to a luxurious bathroom, with a jacuzzi tub. Since Mrs. Carlile used this house as a guest house for her high-end clients, every bathroom was a luxurious spa, with the master being the biggest. It had a large walk-in shower that could hold up to eight people, with ten different shower settings, which also included a steam bath. A large jacuzzi tub that could house six people, and a few other things that Lila didn't know of. While the guest bathrooms were not as big as the master bath, they still had amenities that Lila loved, like the jacuzzi tub that she loved to take long baths in. She loved it so much, that she was considering getting one when they got their new house.

While Lila was washing the week's stress away, Jason was getting an unexpected visitor down in the media room located in the basement.

“Hey, mind if I join you,” Lily said as she came down the stairs.

“Sure,” was the only word that Jason replied.

With Jason's approval, Lily gleefully skipped her way toward the large couch, then bounced on top of the cushion two seats away from Jason. She could have taken the corner spot as Jason did, but she wanted to be close.

“What are you watching?" Lila asked, as she began to look up at the large ninety-inch TV. Then in an instant, she knew she knew what it was, "Oh, it’s ‘Friday the 13th’," as she saw a young Kevin Bacon standing with all the other counselors.

“Yeah, I figured that it's been a while, so why not watch it again," Jason shrugged, as he was still watching the movie.

“Or maybe, it is because of that little comment you made last week, with Jennifer's boyfriend,” Lily mused, remembering how everyone looked when he said he was Jason, like the murderer.

“Yeah, where is little miss sunshine?” Jason asked.

"Oh, she is out on a date with Derek. Sorry by the way. She is normally pleasant to be around, it's just that she had a problem with older men," Lily said, apologizing for Jennifer's rude behavior.

“Let me guess, daddy issues.”

"Yeah, something like that. She never really met her father, so I guess seeing you around is dredging out some old wounds."

“Well, pay no mind, I’m used to people thinking of me as a scumbag.”

“Oh yeah… I read the articles about you, they were not kind.”

"No, they weren't," Jason said, putting up the walls around him.

Lily saw this, so she immediately changed the subject, “So that was funny, what you said to Derek, I think he almost pissed his pants.”

“Yeah, guys like that are all bark with no bite.”

“And you, are you all bite?” Lily asked.

“I’m here, aren’t I,” Jason said, flashing her a devilish grin.

‘Yes, you are,’ Lily thought, as her cheek blushed at that cute dimple of his.

It had been almost an hour since Lily came down to watch a movie. Since then, she had been scooting ever slightly closer to Jason. Then she asked, "So tell me, it's Friday night, and you're still here, don't you have a hot date tonight?"

“I can ask you the same thing,” Jason said, finally noticing how close she was.

He took time to notice her nightwear. It was different from what she normally wore around the house. She wore a large graphic t-shirt of marvel comic heroes that ran down to her ass. Even though the shirt fit loosely on her, he could still see the swells of her ample breasts. The other thing he realized, was that he could not tell if she was wearing shorts or not. That thought enticed Jason to quench his curiosity by running his hands up her tanned legs to see if she was wearing shorts, panties, or even—no panties.

Lily saw that he was checking her out, which made her smile on the inside. She wanted him to look, wanted him to desire her. To think of what her body felt like, to wonder if she had a muff, or was it smooth as a baby's bottom—which it was, since she had shaved it before she went down to see him. Then she remembered the question he asked, so she answered it.

“Oh you know, boys pretending to be men. Thinking that with a nice smile, and a catchy one line, then a woman would immediately drop her panties for them.”

“Sounds like a woman who had never been satisfied,” Jason playfully said.

Lily loved their playful banter and all the tension that was building between them.

"No, but maybe I haven't found the right man yet," Lily said, then she draped one of her legs over Jason. She could feel the heat coming off of him when her skin made contact, and she loved it. "Now, tell me, are you that man?"

"What are you doing?" Jason asked, not stunned, or unconcerned by the fact that her leg was draped over his.

"Well, finishing what we started back in the gym. Before my sister rudely interrupted us," Lily said, biting her lip in an alluring way.

"Speaking of your sister, you know she's right upstairs," Jason pointed up the ceiling.

"Oh, don't worry, she is calling it an early night, something about you riding her hard all week," Lily smirked at that last comment. "So don't worry about her. Now come on, are you stallion enough to ride this filly."

As she said that, she fully straddled him, and was running her hands through her hair, fanning it out like a horse's mane. Then, just before she could lean down and kiss him; Jason pushed her back, and she fell on her back on the couch. She was about to voice to see what she did wrong, but before she could, two strong hands forced her legs in the air. in turn, also lifted her ass off the couch; causing her shirt to roll down her body, revealing that she was wearing a lacy black thong from Victoria's Secret.

"Oh, I am more than man enough to ride you," Jason said in a husky voice, as he pulled her panties off of her.

He took a deep whiff of them, smelling her arousal, before he tossed them to the side. That sight alone, pleased and made Lily shiver just a little, as her body responded to his actions. Then Jason dove in, entirely licking Lily's vulva.

‘Hm, she is smooth down here,’ Jason hummed, as he began to explore the recesses of Lily peach.

Lily moaned at the feel of his tongue. She thought that he would just dive in like most men, and lick like a dog thirsty for water. But Jason was slow, and methodical; exploring every nook and cranny.

“Oh, stop teasing already,” Lily moaned, as she felt his tongue glide over her clit, for the third time.

Then like a viper, he struck at the sensitive nub and sucked hard on it. With the sudden attacks on her clit, she moaned and arched her back, as new pleasure filled her body.

"Oh, fuck that’s good," Lily said breathlessly, as she was about to crest her climax.

As she was about to reach her climax, her hand was reaching out, finding the appendage that would be buried inside her real soon. It took her several tries, but she finally grasped the thing she had been thinking about, since she straddled him the very first time. It was hard within her grasp. It was long, thick, and heavy. That last part threw off Lily for a bit, as she had never had a cock that heavy before, but she accepted it all the same. Especially after Jason had slipped his thumb into her ass, causing her to climax on the spot.

"YOU BASTARD!" she yelled, as euphoria washed over her; grasping his cock like it was her only lifeline. "That was playing dirty," Lily said, as she regained her breath. Then she pushed him, until he was on his back, "Now it's my turn."

She pulled off her shirt showing off her full C-cup tits, capped with perfect pink nipples. Then she proceeded to pull down his shorts, underwear, and all. Jason's cock sprang free and was standing at attention, a trail of pre-cum slowly oozed on top of its head. Without missing a beat, Lily dove in and swallowed about half of Jason's cock into her salivating mouth. She kept perfect eye contact with him, as she made a perfect vacuum with her lips.

Jason moaned at the skill that Lily was performing with on his appendage. It felt like she was trying to suck his soul right out of him. With every single bob, she slowly took more of him in, until he felt the barrier that would lead to the back of her throat. Then with one quick breath, Lily dove right in swallowing his cock whole.

“OH FUUUCK!” Jason moaned out loud, as he felt her swallow his entire cock.

It was a new sensation he never thought he would ever feel. But it was one that he would gladly feel again. Then she pulled back, all the way until a loud pop could be heard in the room.

“Glad you liked it, stud…” she said, as she stroked him, “But I can’t have you coming too soon. So come on over here and mount this filly,” Lily said, as she laid back and spread her legs.

Jason didn't need any further invitation, so he pulled off his shirt, which in turn, caused Lily to bite her lower lip, gazing at Jason's perfect body. He made his way between her legs. He rubbed his cock head on her dripping pussy, causing Lily to moan.

“Quit teasing already, and put it innnn...” Lily squalled, as Jason forced three inches of his cock into her.

He waited until Lily was used to his impressive girth, then once she relaxed, he began to rock right into her.

"Oh fuck, it feels like your fucking me with a billy club," Lily moaned, as she felt more of his cock enter her.

She tried squeezing her cunt muscles, trying to get a reaction out of him. While it did cause him to moan at the new tightness, his cock never yielded to her grasp, feeling like it was solid as iron. Then the final moment happened, when the two mounds met, and Lily moaned from the realization of having his entire cock inside her.

“So full,” Lily moaned, as her body hummed to the welcomed invader.

“I’m glad you like it, but I hope you're not finished yet.”

"Not on your life, buster. Now come show me what you got," Lily said, as she peered deep into his eyes, showing him the lust and passion she felt right at that moment.

He began to withdraw his long cock, until only the head remained inside. Then with a slow steady push, he filled her right back up again. He kept at this for several minutes, slowly increasing his thrusts. Then, he was at full speed and was thrusting into her with all he had. Lily was also loving it, and she showed it by thrusting back into him. Sometimes, when he thrust so deep, he would bump her cervix, causing a new pleasure to soar. Then, the inevitable happened, her pussy spasmed around his shaft, as a a wave of total pleasure washed through her as Lily had another climax.

"OH FUCK, I'M CUMMING!" Lily yelped out, as her pussy spasmed around Jason's cock.

Then out of nowhere, Jason slightly changed the angle of his attack, which caused his cock to lightly scrape Lily's G-spot. He continued to thrust into her as she climaxed, but then something happened to her that hadn't happened in a long time. Another orgasm crashed through her right after the other.

"OH SHIT. NOT AGAAAAIN!" Lily yelled, as her entire body shook from the back-to-back climaxes.

“Well, that was unexpected,” Jason said, as he waited for Lily to calm down.

“Wow, I haven’t experienced that in a while…” Lily said breathlessly. Then looking at Jason, she explained what had happened.

“You see, I am what you call a multiple orgasmer. It doesn't happen all the time, but with the right partner, I can cum back-to-back in quick succession,” Lily smiled at him, glad that he was one of those partners.

Then she saw the look in Jason's eye; a feral look—that made Lily scared, for just a moment.

"Good to know," was all that Jason said, before he resumed his pounding, cranking up the speed and intensity to an eleven. Lily was in orgasmic heaven, as Jason caused climax after climax within her. She liked it so much, that she was throwing it all on his thrust, trying to get more out of her. By the time Jason was about to have a climax of his own, Lily was about to finish her tenth one. Then with a guttural moan, Jason wiped out his cock and spewed what looked like a gallon of cum all over Lily's stomach and tits. She moaned, as the scalding-hot cum landed on her skin. She loved to be showered by cum, almost as much as being creampied. She loved how the musky smell of a man's cum could wash over her.

Lily moaned, as she turned onto her side and then onto her stomach, smearing the cum all over the leather couch. She made a mental note to come back down to wipe it all off, but at that moment, she basked in the afterglow of sex. That was until she felt Jason shift right behind her, and a hard cock slid right back in her.

That caught her by surprise, figuring that once Jason came, he would be done for the night.

“What… How… You just came,” Lily said, as she tried to figure out what was going on.

"I found out recently that I just don't go down after one climax. Now, it is time to show you what a real man could do," Jason spotted out, as he began to slide his cock in and out of her pussy. Lily moaned loudly, her pussy already sensitive from her previous orgasms.

"You asked me earlier if I was stallion enough to ride a filly like you…" Jason then reached out and wrapped Lily's scarlet locks around his fist. Then he gave it a quick pull, causing Lily to gasp out in equal parts pain and pleasure. Then leaning in, he said, "Do you know what a real man does to a wild horse like you?” He gave it a pause, before he leaned in some more, until his mouth was almost touching her ear.

"He. Breaks. Them," Jason said, in a low whisper, accentuating every word as he spoke with enough heat, that it could have started a fire.

"Oh god," Lily moaned, as those words finally sank in.

Then Jason began his onslaught on her poor defenseless pussy. While in a prone doggy style, Jason was hitting spots that rarely got touched, and because she was in a lay-down position, her cervix was also getting pummeled. Then the orgasms started, and they never seemed to stop coming.

As they reached their second hour of fucking, Jason was working on his third and final climax of the night. As for Lily, she lost count after her thirtieth. She kept coming and coming, all the way to the point where she lost all sense of consciousness and her body was running on autopilot. The only feeling she was having was the pounding in her abused cunt. They were no longer on the couch, as they went from position to position. From doggy prone to spooning. From doggy style on the floor, to riding cowgirl on the couch. At that moment, Jason was carrying her, as he used her pussy as a personal cock sleeve, thrusting in and out of her pussy, until his final load was about to blast.

“Shit, I’m about to cum,” Jason moaned, as he felt his cock swell up.

Then as if she had sensed his end, Lily shouted out to him, "IN ME, SHOOT IT IN ME!" The stench of cum was still on her breath from the facial and load she swallowed from his second round.

Jason was about to object, until Lily breathlessly shouted out that she was on birth control. Then with one final roar, Jason flooded her pussy, sending Lily into one more powerful climax. She screamed, as his scalding cum branded her walls, and from there, she finally passed out from the sheer intensity of it.

She did regain consciousness at the time Jason gently laid her down on the couch and put a blanket over her. Her body was spasming with the aftershocks of those multiple climaxes. A trail of cum, slowly oozed out of her stretched-out hole. She saw that Jason, while on stumbling legs, made his way back upstairs, leaving her to bask in her post-coital bliss. Then, as she drifted into sleep, only one thought ran through her mind.

'Broke me. He really broke me.'

Then everything went black, leaving only a smile on her face.

Chapter 11

“Do I really have to be here?” Jason asked, as he looked down the reception hall that was hosting a party for a charity.

"Of course, you do. Making that sizeable donation for their causes, tends to land you at venues like this," Ronnie said, as she stood right next to him.

It was mid-December, as the signs of the Christmas spirit filled the air. Jason and Ronnie were at a charity function for the funding of a brand-new research treatment for kids with leukemia that was being built at the hosting hospital. While the initial reason for the donation was for tax breaks, he also liked the research they were doing. So, he figured giving them a few million dollars for saving children's lives was a good price to pay.

Jason was there because the fundraising committee and the hospital wanted to thank him for his donation, and possibly swindle him into giving them more money. He wasn’t going to, but he could always let them try.

Jason was standing there, wearing a new black tuxedo that Dominic had made for him. He was willing to go in his usual black suit, but Ronnie told him that it was more appropriate wear. As for her, she stood beside him in an elegant black cocktail dress. It was a backless number that draped down to her ankles, leaving a slit on both sides that went all the way to mid-thigh, for mobility and dance. The outfit was complete with a pair of Jimmy Choo strappy-cocktail-stiletto-sandal heels. They cost Ronnie a small fortune, but they completed her outfit; especially, when she put a special lotion on her legs that made them shine like a runway model. Then to finish her look, she had Eric come by, and style her hair for tonight's occasion.

He was true to his word, in that if one of his friends needed their hair done for any reason, then to give him a call and he would be there. While he was there for Ronnie, Eric also did a little touch-up on Jason's hair, keeping the same look from that first dinner out. With hair done, and a sexy dress, with even sexier heels; Ronnie was the pinnacle of beauty and sophistication.

"Well I guess we better go find the open bar, before these vultures come asking for more money," Jason said, leading them into the party.

Ronnie was his date for the event, since it was her idea to donate, and the fact that it wasn't her first charity function. Her firm likes to represent several people who threw those kinds of parties. It was a great way to make contacts, and shmooze their way into rich people's wallets. So the partners made their associates attend them. Ronnie didn't mind; she loved going to those types of functions, free alcohol, dancing, and sometimes, a celebrity would show up. It was like a fairytale ball, but for a good cause.

She was surprised at how much Jason had given to the hospital, but also in how quickly he did it. When she had finally told him about the whole charity tax break, the very same day, he gave her a name and an amount for her to file. She tried to make it anonymous like he had asked for, but when someone drops five million dollars at the very last minute, they want to know who it is.

At first, Ronnie thought it was too much. She feared that Jason might blow through all of his money, if he spent it like that. But he was adamant, and he also reassured her that he had something in the works, with the whole stock market setup he had at home. In the end, it was his money, and he was free to do whatever he wanted with it.

They walked through the reception hall, meeting and shaking people's hands. Since this wasn’t her first rodeo, Ronnie became his de facto guide through the event. She was more than happy to help, especially if it meant spending time with Jason, without the other women around.

Ever since that night with Lila and Kitty; Ronnie had been having some vivid and raunchy dreams about her and Jason. Some were tame, like just the two of them in her bed, but others were wickedly wild. But the two that topped every single one of them was when Jason somehow turned himself into the Beast from Emma Watson's ‘Beauty and the Beast’, and just ravished her with his big monster cock. And the final one, though, was where she found herself on the floor, bodies, and limbs strewed everywhere. And at the center of it was Jason, thrusting his hips deep inside of another woman. In the dream, it took her some time to realize that the bodies were some women that she knew of. Lily, Jennifer, Sarah, Ellice, and a few others that she didn't know. And the one girl that was currently being rutted by Jason, was Lila. Naked and in full glory, getting the ever-loving shit fucked out of her. By the time Ronnie had woken up from one of those two most-vivid and wildest dreams, there would be a large wet spot on her sheets, right where her naked pussy used to be.

"I'm going to get some scotch, do you want anything?" Jason asked, as he spotted the open bar.

"Oh, ah, just some champagne," Ronnie spoke, blushing from the fact that she was daydreaming about him again.

Jason nodded to her request and made his way to the bar. Ronnie couldn't help but notice his backside, as he walked away; silently thanking Dominic for the great work he did, as she got a good view of his ass. Everything was going well for their little night out—a great venue, good cocktail snacks, booze galore, and a live string band playing soft music—all the perfect ingredients for a perfect date. That was until a voice called out to her.

"Veronica, is that you," said a voice, that made Ronnie's skin crawl. She turned around and her suspicions were confirmed, as a man and his date approached her.

“Hello, John, long time no see,” she said, with a bit of venom, as she stared down her former husband.

“Yes, it has been; my, you look lovely tonight,” John said, as he drank in his ex-wife's appearance, “Oh, where are my manors, this is my date, Julie,” as he showed Ronnie his date for the night.

“Pleasure,” Ronnie said, as she shook the girl's hand. She couldn’t help but notice how young Julie was. She figured that she must have been a nurse or a new resident working at the hospital.

“So tell me. Why are you here, John?” Ronnie asked, while showing him the fakest smile she could ever do.

"Oh, you don't know, I work at the hospital that is conducting research for leukemia treatment. We are proud of the research strides we have been doing…” John puffed out his chest, bragging about how well he was doing since their nasty divorce, "...So so, tell me, Veronica, what brings you here at our little fundraiser gathering?"

Ronnie thought about what she was going to say to John. For a moment, she thought about telling John that she was on a date, but decided against it. If she went that route and Jason refuted her, then she would be humiliated right in front of her ex. In the end, her best course of action was, to tell the truth.

So flashing John a smile she said, “Well I am here with a client who recently donated to the hospital and its research. He asked me to be here to help him navigate the finer details of fundraisers.”

“He? Is it anyone I know?” John asked, interested and piqued that Ronnie was here with a man.

“Probably not, he did recently come into some money. He just needs help on how to manage it.”

That brought a smile to John's face. Heard that it was a guy who recently came into money. He figured it was a guy who probably won the lottery, or came into some inheritance. Not a true aristocrat, just a man pretending to be one. Probably some country hillbilly who didn’t own a suit.

“Well, wherever your date is, I hope you have a good time,” John said, with false modesty.

“Did someone call my name?” Jason said, from behind John and his date.

John turned around and saw the man standing right behind him, holding a glass of scotch and some champagne.

“Excuse me, who are you?” John asked, uneasy by Jason's presence.

“I’m Jason, the date,” Jason said, as he moved around them and toward Ronnie, “Champagne.”

“Thank you,” Ronnie smiled, as she took the glass from his hand.

“So what were you discussing?” Jason asked, as he eyed the man in front of him.

"We were discussing how Veronica came to be here. She says that you are her client and that you came into some money," said Julie, as she eyed Jason's entire body, wondering if she made a mistake coming here as someone's date.

This fact was not lost on John, as he saw how Julie was eyeing Jason.

"Yes, do tell us, Jason, how you came to know Veronica," John said, while pulling his date a little closer to him.

"Well, I recently came into some money after a… let's just say a several-year hiatus. Ronnie, here, was a big help in adjusting me to more of a civilian life,"

“Civilian life? I’m guessing you used to be a soldier that was deployed overseas,” John said, trying to find something to poke at; hating the fact, he was calling Victoria by her nickname.

"No. Prison," Jason said, in his usual deadpan voice. That caused John to spit back into his champagne glass, flabbergasted by Jason's simple remark—which seemed to cause Ronnie to snicker just a bit.

“Prison? What do you mean prison? Like, are you a convict?” John spat out, as he tried to catch his breath and not choke on the alcohol.

“Oh my god, I thought I recognized you. You’re Jason Solace, the man who was falsely accused, and was just recently released. I remember seeing you in the news back in October. It was the news of the century,” Julie said in awe, as she was actually talking to a celebrity.

Stepping in, so she could be a part of the conversation, Ronnie said, "Yes, that's right. After Mr. Solace was released, he came into possession of a sizeable fortune, mainly from the state, as restitution for his many years of unlawful imprisonment."

What Ronnie said was partially true; in the fact, that Jason did receive restitution funds totaling in the millions. As for the Carlile accounts, she decided to keep that under wraps, per Jason's discretion.

“My firm was lucky enough to represent Jason. I was assigned to help him adjust to life outside of bars, and how to properly manage his money,” Ronnie explained, as she drew closer to Jason.

“Yeah, Ronnie, here, was a big help. She also led me to this fundraiser, and how to properly give out donations. Sure it also helps with certain tax breaks, but the cause is still worthy. If you don't mind me asking, how do you two know her?" Jason asked.

"Well, Veronica and I... let's just say we knew each other quite well for years."

“Oh, so cheating husband,” Jason said, which only gathered gasps from the group, mainly from Julie.

“I beg your pardon,” John spat out, being offended by his past transgressions.

“Yeah, you're her ex, the cheater.”

"Stop saying that," John said, in a hushed whisper. Then he looked angrily at Ronnie, "Did she tell you that?"

"No, just figured it out from the way you two are staring at each other. Like there is some history there," Jason cut in.

“How so?” John asked, trying to compose himself.

"Well, I heard she was once married, and it ended badly. The most common reasons for a nasty divorce are either money or an affair. And seeing you two are well off, that only leaves the affair."

“Okay, yes, we had an affair, but that didn’t mean I cheated,” John spat out, trying to save his credibility.

"True, she could have easily been cheating, but I also know she hadn't dated anyone since the divorce. Which was nearly five years ago. Usually, the cheated are the ones that don’t date after an affair, but cheaters, well they hump anything in sight. Let me guess, nurse?” Jason asked flatly, like how the man was squirming under his gaze.

John didn’t answer him, so he turned to Ronnie who had a slight blush on her cheeks.

“Well, was I off?” he asked her.

“No, you were one-hundred-percent correct. It was a nurse,” she said, with a bit of a smile, especially when she saw Juile's face soured at John.

“You don’t know anything. And by the way, why are you here?” he said, completely losing the situation.

"As I told you, I donated to the hospital fundraiser for their new treatment methods on how to treat leukemia patients in kids."

“Ah yes, we are quite proud of our achievement,” John said, figuring Jason couldn't refute it.

“Well, so you say you worked with Dr. Cao, in the development of the treatment?” Jason asked.

“Ah… no,” John answered, almost sheepishly.

"Oh, so you were part of a team that did the double-blind studies?”

“Ah. No.”

"Ran the lab that tests cell samples?”

“... No.”

Jason would ask more questions to see if he worked at any level of the research project, but the answer always comes out the same—NO. With every mention of the word ‘no’, Ronnie’s grin only grew bigger, and brighter, and her pussy only got hotter, and wetter. She loved how Jason was systematically tearing John down. With every question answered with no, it was another blow to his already-fragile ego.

"So you're telling me the only real contribution you ever did, was just working in the same hospital as the research was being done," Jason said, with a blank look on his face; all the while, John just stood there confirming that what Jason said was true.

“Yeah, so what? I may not have worked on it, but what about you, all you did was make a small donation so you can get your tax break," John said, trying to find some high ground, by accusing Jason of only donating money just so he could save more of his.

Unfortunately, right at that time, a couple walked up to them and shattered John's high ground.

"Oh, Mr. Solace, there you are. I am so happy you could make it. Me and the board were so happy from your sizeable donation," an elderly man said, as he went and shook Jason's hand.

"Yes, we were most surprised, but grateful for your donation," said a beautiful Asian lady.

John's eyes went wide as he saw who was talking to Jason. It was Dr. Eliajia Keller, the Medical Director, his boss, and Mrs. Kimberly Soe, one of the board members that run the hospital.

“No need to thank me, I was just doing what is right,” Jason said, as he shook Mrs. Soe’s hand.

“Yes, but donating five million dollars to our research fund is more than generous. With that money alone, it would allow us to run our labs for another year,” Dr. Keller gushed, trying to see if he could make Jason a permanent benefactor for the hospital.

"Well, it is a small price to pay, for saving kids' lives from a terrible disease."

As he spoke to them, John's and Julie’s mouths were wide open, hearing how much Jason was willing to donate to the fundraiser, where most donations ran in the thousands.

“Oh, by the way, did you get my other donation for the Children’s Christmas Fund?”

"Why yes, and the kids love the new toys that they are getting for Christmas, thanks to your donation. They were so grateful they all made you a card," Dr. Keller said, as Mrs. Sao presented Jason a framed picture of kids drawing, with ‘THANK YOU’, in big bold letters.

Jason accepted the gift and said, “Thank you, I will treasure this gift.”

For the next several minutes, the sixsome was conversing with one another. At one point, Jason mentions mentioned that it was Ronnie who was the one that led him on to their project. They both thanked Ronnie for her help in securing the funds, and for leading him towards them. Julie even stepped in and made an impression with Dr. Keller, since she was a resident, she needed to be noticed so she could get a doctor's position. John, on the other hand, while he tried to schmooze with the board member, in the end, he felt like a third wheel.

“You know, Jason, the hospital is looking for a new board member, maybe you should consider filling in that spot,” Mrs. Sao said, as she was laying on the charm.

“I don’t know the first thing about being a board member.”

“It’s not too hard. Think of it as you trying to make sure your money is going to the right place. Think about it,” Mrs. Sao said, as she slipped him her business card.

John did not like the prospect of Jason being a board member; it would mean he could control the money, and he could recommend how should stay and who should go. And John was feeling that he was on the out pile.

As the night wore on, the live band started to play dancing music. So Dr. Keller and Mrs. Sao dragged Ronnie and Jason to the dance floor, where a sizeable group was performing the Wallace. John, dragging Julie along, decided to join them, as well; deciding to find some small victory, even if it's in dancing. The string quartet was playing the waltz and Jason led along with Ronnie, as her partner.

Ronnie always loved to dance, but when it came to John, it made it difficult, because she would practically drag him to the dance floor. Jason was graceful, more so than she might have expected. But as their bodies moved together, her heart rate slowly rose to a higher rate. The waltz was concluded, and a new song started to play—it was the tango.

Instead of being the leader of the dance floor, Jason held on and asked, “Do you know how to tango?”

Stunned by the question, all Ronnie could do was nod. Tango was one of the dances she wished she could do, but never found a partner. While it was not a difficult dance, one misstep and you look like a fool. Still, with his outstretched hand, Ronnie followed Jason's lead. It took a moment for them to listen to the beat of the time, but once they had it, their dance commenced. Ronnie was staring into his eyes, as they danced around the dance floor. She couldn't help but fall into those dark pools of brown, as he led her with every step, every dip, and every move of the dance. And with every step, the room started to feel hotter and hotter, not just on her skin, but deep within her loins. By the time they reached the final move of the dance, and the end of the song, she felt like she was about to burst into flames.

The song ended with them pressed close together, the mouths mere inches apart. The heat coming off between them was so much, that it could have melted metal. Then, when Ronnie was about to lean for that inevitable kiss, Jason separated from her and did a modest bow to the clapping room.

That only seemed to deepen Ronnie's blush, as she forgot that they were in a roomful of people, and that she almost kissed Jason. Dr. Keller and Mrs. Soe came up to them, praised them for their stunning performance, and commented on how they looked good together. All the while, John was fuming in the corner.

"Thank you all, but we better go," Jason said, as he led Ronnie to the table with the kids' card and Ronnie's clutch.

“Of course. Please consider that board member position, we could do great things together.”

“I will think about it, but after the New Year,” Jason said, as he bade them one last farewell.

They were waiting at the elevator, so they could reach their room. The reception hall was located inside the hotel, and the event organizers booked a few of their rooms for their gracious donors. Since Jason was their top donor, he was given the honor of having their most luxurious suite.

"You dance well, Jason. Did you learn as a child?" Ronnie asked, breaking the still silence.

“No, I learned it before… everything happened.”

“Oh, really what for?” she asked, her interest now piqued.

"For a special occasion," Jason said, and while he wanted to drop the subject, he could feel Ronnie's eyes burrowing into him. "I learned for my fiancée, well ex-fiancée now," he said, begrudgingly, hating the mere mention of her.

“Oh,” was all that Ronnie said, seeing whether or not to continue on this subject.

“Did you know I was once engaged?”

"Yes, I did," Ronnie said somberly, "I learned when Mrs. Carlile told me about you, and I did my research. I'm sorry by the way; sorry she left you while you were in prison. Maybe now since you are out, you could finally reach back out to her."

"Not a chance. The last time I saw her, she served a restraining order against me, forbidding me to ever make contact with her, or get near her. At the same time, she announced that she was already getting married to someone else. Someone that she was working with," Jason spat back, full of vile and hate.

Hearing all of this made Ronnie wince. It was hard to have your fiancée dump you, but to have her dump you, file a restraining order, and inform you that she was getting married—all at the same time. Someone was playing a cruel practical joke in Jason's life.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know?” was all that Ronnie could say.

“You can't go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending."

“C.S. Lewis,” Ronnie said, reciting the quote, to which Jason only nodded.

They made their way up toward their room on the top floor. They didn't have separate rooms, seeing as the event coordinator thought Jason would be bringing a date, but since it was a villa suite, it had multiple bedrooms, including the master bedroom. It was nicer than what Jason used at the Marriott, and the selection of booze was much grander.

“Jason, care for a drink?” Ronnie asked, as she made her way to the bar, which also had a large gift basket, with a thank you card from Mrs. Sao.

"Looks like they appreciate your donation," Ronnie said, as she poured two glasses of Glen Macallan 25.

“Yeah, five million dollars can do that to a person,” Jason said, as he reached out for the glass.

“Yeah, I admit, I was surprised by the amount you donated, plus another million to the hospital Christmas fund. That is more than gracious.”

“It’s only money, and besides I will make it all back,”

“Pray tell?" Ronnie asked, seeing how Jason would back up that claim.

"Remember those stock market documents and fund authorization you sent to me. Well, I sent about thirty million to various investments and stock trades a few weeks ago. And as of two days ago, I have an investment return of about eight percent, and if the trend holds, that number would only go up."

Ronnie blinked her eyes, realizing that Jason had almost made two million dollars in just a few weeks. If what Jason said was true, then he would make his money back in no time, maybe even doubling it.

"That is impressive. What is your secret?" she asked, her cheeks flushing as to what she was about to do next.

"You know, what trends, make the right plays. All that stuff. I got a boatload of money now and I aim to keep it, until the very end. By the way, is everything ready to send on New Year’s?"

"Yes, as per your instructions, our firm’s litigation team would send out the lawsuit forms to the Governor's Office, current District Attorney Office, and current Chief of Police Office, on the 31st of December. The detail that your firm is suing them for wrongful imprisonment and slander of character, and misuse of justice on your behalf. May I ask, why New Year’s?"

"Why not? What says, let's kick off the New Year with a multi-million dollar lawsuit."

“Yeah, that would dampen their year, but why sign a fifty-percent settlement competition for the firm? Why not the standard one-third compensation."

“Well tell me, with the lawsuit and everything that it entails. What do you think your firm would be asking for compensation from the state?” Jason asked, as he eyed Ronnie.

"Well with the amount of time you spent in jail, the misuse of justice, and the incriminating evidence on several key political figures and their involvement in your case, I would say at least half a billion," she said, as she ran everything in her head.

“Right, and do you 250 million is enough to light a fire under their asses to win the lawsuit?”

Ronnie smiled at that, finally realizing Jason's motives. “With that amount of money on the line, it may very well be a forest fire for them,” she mused, as she finished her drink, then a chiming sound started to fill the room.

“Oh, it’s Lila, she asked how’s the party going,” Ronnie said, as she typed that it was all good, and then placed her phone on the coffee table in the middle of the room. Then she made her way to the large view windows of their suite.

"Jason, I wanted to thank you for tonight. The party, the champagne, and the dancing—it was a wonderful night, even though I thought John would ruin it," she said, as she gazed at the skyline slowly grazing her breast.

"When I heard his voice, I thought he was going to do what he always does. Inflate his ego, and make it seem that he was the life of the party. I mean he was there, with a gorgeous woman, seeming like he was on top of the world. That is what he does, he is good at things like that, spinning things to fit his worldview. I mean, even during our divorce, and I took him to the cleaners, he still spun it as if he was the one that was coming out ahead. I thought he was going to do the same thing to me, but then you came in, and you put him in his place. Not with your fists, but with your words, and the actual truth. I must admit, I found it quite amusing, watching you cut him down bit by bit. Punching his ego until there was nothing there. Even the thing about the divorce was a stock of brilliance because, at the end of it all, he was not getting laid. I saw it in Julie's eyes. In the end, you came out the better man, and John, less than so. Seeing all of that, made my day, my year—hell, it made every year since the divorce."

Ronnie stared out into the twinkling lights and found that she couldn’t ignore the burning within her loins any longer.

“I feel like I should repay you for making my year. A reward, if you will.”

“So, you offered me a drink as my reward,” Jason said, as held up his glass.

"Not exactly," Ronnie said, as she raised her long flowing hair with one hand. Then with the other, she pulled the string that was around her neck, undoing the knot, and causing the dress to be undone. It fell and kissed the shroud with an ever so slight thud, pooling around her feet. Standing in all her glory, was an all-but-naked woman in her black lace Brazilian brief, that just rode a little high on her hip, and her sexy high heels.

All Jason could do was stare at her luscious backside, and the swell of her ass. Then Ronnie, seductively, stepped out of her dress and turned to face Jason.

“Your reward should be something that only I could give. So for the rest of the night, my body is yours to do whatever you want with,” she stated, as she just stood, hands on her hips, striking a seductive pose.

All Jason could do was stare at the vision of Venus that was right in front of him. From the cascade of her gorgeous brown hair, to the tapering of her waist that led to the slight flare of her hips. The signs of an ever-so-subtle eleven-pack, that women would kill for. Then down to her legs, which, while in the low lighting of the room, showed an ever-alluring shine that made her legs glow. All ending with a sexy pair of heels that just screamed ‘come fuck me.’ Then Jason's eyes finally landed on the swells of her breasts—big, bountiful, and beautiful. The perfect teardrop shape, that had the perfect amount of perkiness, with a little bit of sag, that gave it that extra bounce. Then he saw Ronnie's hands gently caressing the underside of her boobs.

"You know, John bought these for me on our anniversary; like it did any good since he still humps every pussy in sight. But I must say, the surgeon did a fantastic job on them. And if I must say, I love them. I love the way they feel while I hold them in my hands. I loved that my nipples are quite sensitive right now. I love the way they bounce every time I walk down the street. I love how men keep staring at them, even though they know that they shouldn't. But I love the way you are looking at them, right now," she said, in a husky voice, as she caressed her lovely orbs. "They are yours for the night. You could touch them, kiss them, suck them, and yes, even fuck them. Because tonight, my body is all yours."

By this point, Jason decided to stand up from his spot, and looked Ronnie directly in the eyes. While holding the gaze, he took another sip of his scotch.

“You know, you should be careful, promising that to a guy, he might do things that may be too much for you,” he said, in his usual deadpan voice.

"Oh, I know, but I am more than sure about it," she said, with the flirtiest smile, while underneath it all, her stomach was tied in knots, but her pussy was on fire.

Jason took one last final swig of his drink and placed the glass down on the table.

“Turn around,” he said; not as a suggestion, but as a command.

Obeying the sound of his voice, Ronnie turned around and faced the Houston skyline. While she couldn't see Jason, she could still see his eyes staring at her. It felt like he was like a wolf, stocking its prey, the little white woolly sheep. That both excited and terrified her. Then she saw the reflection of a silhouette in the large window. He just stood there, looming over Ronnie, deciding what to do. Then without any further ado, Jason brought his hand, and expertly pushed two fingers deep inside Ronnie's pussy. A gasp escaped Ronnie's lungs before she bit her lip at the sensation of being penetrated; standing on her tiptoes, Jason's strong hand worked its way in.

“My, someone is a bit excited tonight,” Jason said in a husky voice, as he moved his fingers around her insides.

All Ronnie could do was um-hum a sound from deep within her throat; afraid if she spoke, only a squeak would only come out of her mouth. Then, ever so slowly, Jason slid out his two fingers, covered in Ronnie's love juices, and brought them up to her face. She could see the shine coming off his two digits, showing how wet she was down there.

“Suck on them,” another command came from Jason's low voice, with such gravel, it felt like the air around her was vibrating.

Then with little hesitation, Ronnie tentatively opened her mouth and brought the two fingers in. She gently sucked on those two pussy-juice-covered digits, realizing the fact that she was tasting her pussy for the first time. It had a slight tang to it, but to Ronnie, it was a flavor that she could suck down all night long. She moaned and bobbed on those two fingers; sucking them dry of her love juices, until Jason removed his fingers from her mouth. A tail of saliva connected his fingers to her open mouth.

“Bend over. Put your hands on the glass, and don't move.”

Ronnie did what she was told, and bent at the waist while keeping her eyes staring outside, gazing at the twinkling skyline. The metal-on-metal sound of a zipper being pulled down, and the rustling of clothes, coming from behind, told her that he was pulling out something. She felt the palms of his hands, directly on top of her ass. He slowly kneaded them, until he came to the waistband of her panties. With one pull, the elastic fabric slid over her wide hips, past her round globes, and fell right at her feet. She stepped out of them and instinctively put her feet a shoulder-width apart—the perfect distance for a good pounding.

Then with one hand on her waist, Jason leaned into her. “Let’s see if your body can cash the check, your mouth just wrote.”

And with that, he plunged all eight inches of his cock deep into her. She let out a large gasp, followed by a low moan. Her mouth hung open as the mix of pain and pleasure rushed through her, leaving her breathless. She had never taken eight inches, not all at once, before, but as her pussy squeezed around the hard invader, she couldn't deny how good it felt. Then with a drawn-out, slow movement, Jason pulled out of her soaking-wet pussy. All the while, her cunt muscles were clamping down on his cock. Trying to keep it deep inside of her. Then in one fellow swoop, he plunged all eight inches back inside; leaving her breathless once again, and the overwhelming sensation of being full. He kept up his pace, but with each passing second, his thrusts had become more intense and more frequent.

As the intensity continued, her arms were starting to give out, from the force of Jason's thrusts. She went from her hands to her forearms; then to face and forearms; then, at last, her face, forearms, and breasts were pressed up against the glass. The cold hard glass felt good against her sensitive nipples, especially as Jason’s thrusting had been mashing them right against the hardened surface.

She felt so exposed, so open, as Jason fucked her right in front of the window, where all of the city could see. She realized that fact, so much so that as she approached her first orgasm she screamed in her mind.

‘THAT'S RIGHT! LOOK UP HERE! LOOK UP AT ME! LOOK AT HOW A WOMAN IS SUPPOSED TO BE FUCKED! TO BE FUCKED BY A TRUE MAN! A MAN WHO TRULY KNOWS HOW TO SATISFY HIS WOMAN!... CUMMING!!!’

She screamed out in her mind, as her body started convulsing, and her pussy started to spasm around Jason’s club of a cock. He never stopped fucking her against the glass. To Ronnie, it felt like he was desperately trying to fuck her through the five-star-hotel window. As her legs were about to collapse, Jason decided to pull out.

A loud slurping sound filled the room, as his cock finally dislodged itself from Ronnie's dripping pussy. On steady legs, Jason led her to the couch, where he commanded her to suck her lady-cum off his cock. While she was unbuttoning his slacks, Jason worked on his button-up shirt. With their combined effort Jason was fully naked and sitting down on the couch. She wasted no time in getting her lips wrapped around his hardened meat. She could feel the heat coming off of it, as she licked and sucked the juices right off of his cock. While her blowjob skills were nowhere near Kitty's or Lily's level, she more than made up for it with her enthusiasm. Then, as it became too much for him, he bellowed out a huge roar and began to flood Ronnie's mouth in a torrent of cum. She swallowed his load, something she only did a few times with her ex, and she found that Jason's had a pleasant taste.

After taking the first load, Ronnie was more than happy to confirm Kitty's earlier claim, that it took several loads before his cock finally went soft. For almost an hour, they fucked in several different positions, all around the room, and had several toe-curling orgasms in the process. They finally ended up in a bedroom right next to them. He had already deposited another load deep inside her pussy, and was working on his third. She loved how hot her pussy felt, as his cum splashed around her insides, coating them in the white, sticky nectar; loving how his cock was churning her already-full cum-filled cunt. Now face down, ass up, Jason was rutting into her, until he pulled his slick cock out. Then in a quick decision, he angled the tip of his cock, upward and pressed it at her tight anal ring.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” Ronnie yelled, as she felt him knocking at her backdoor.

“You said, your body was mine to do as I please, was that a lie?” Jason questioned her, as he held his cock, still slick from her pussy.

Ronnie thought about this for a moment and contemplated what she did next. Then she reached back with both hands and pulled her ass cheeks apart, showing Jason her reddish pussy, and her virgin starfish.

He began to move closer to her entrance, and he lightly bumped it. He felt her flinch from the contact.

“I’m guessing you have never done this before.”

She shook her head, “No.”

"Not even your ex-husband?' Jason asked.

“Hell no,” she said, a bit louder. That only made Jason smile.

"Good, then I'll take something he will never have."

With that being said, Jason pushed his cock at her anal entrance. There was resistance but with one deep breath, Ronnie relaxed her sphincter muscles, and his cock head popped in.

“FUCK!” Ronnie gasped out loud, as her asshole was being stretched for the first time.

Jason waited, until she got used to the penetration and to allow the pain to fade away, if only a little bit. Once he felt her breathing was under control, he began to push right back into her. He stopped every time he heard a gasp and felt her ring clenching on his cock. He moaned every time she did that, and the urge to dive right in was overwhelming. But he fought back on that urge and waited for her to relax. After several stops and goes, he manages to bury all eight inches deep inside her bowels.

"Full, so fucking full," Ronnie moaned, as her bowels were being rearranged.

From there, Jason began to slowly withdraw and push off his cock, which was currently lodged deep inside Ronnie’s bowels. For her, the pain was still there, but it was mostly a dull ache. Her body was getting used to having something shoved up her ass, and was starting to like it. The one thing that she was starting to notice, as well, was the heat. The heat that was coming off of Jason's cock. It felt like she was sitting on a fire poker, and he was branding her insides.

As Jason continued to ram into her, he began to pick up speed; soon, he was going at full speed. Ronnie was moaning and groaning until something happened. Something deep inside of her was coiling up, into a spring, then all at once, all of that energy was released, and her whole body spasmed.

"SHHHIIIT!!!" Ronnie screamed, as she fell victim to her first anally-induced orgasm.

Ronnie was reeling from having one of the most powerful orgasms of her life, her body trembling all the while, until Jason unloaded deep inside of her—burning her insides with his scalding-hot cum.

Taking Ronnie's anal cherry had fueled Jason's sex drive because he still had one more load to give. He constantly rotated from all three holes. Going from ass to mouth, then to pussy, and finally back to ass. At first, Ronnie was hesitant about it, but after taking a few licks, she found that it had a tangy taste to it; so she began to suck on his cock in earnest. Since this was his fourth load, it would be a while before he could come. Luckily, Jason had the stamina for that marathon. As for Ronnie, all she could do was just lay lie there and take it. She came several times, including a few more anal orgasms; she was a whimpering mess, by the time Jason deposited his final load deep into her ass.

When he pulled out, he saw her ass being gaped, and a twin trail of cum started oozing out of her, one from her ass, the other from her pussy. As he saw that, he knew it would be perfect for a picture. He grabbed Ronnie’s phone that he had with him, since they moved from the couch to the bedroom. He took several pictures, and a couple of short videos, burning their lengthy fuck session into its memory. Ronnie never noticed because she was too busy getting fucked, but it didn't matter. Those media files were meant for someone else.

Back down at the fundraiser, only a few stragglers remained. The band had packed up and left, and some of the hotel staff came in and started to clean up the place. John was standing at a table, drinking his fifth double whisky, sulking and alone. His date, Julie, had bailed on him, not even twenty minutes after Ronnie left with Jason. She said that she had a great time, but she needed to get back home. Then almost like a sprint, she powered walked in high heels, straight out the door, and into her Uber. He couldn't figure how his night could get any worse; that was, until his phone vibrated in his jacket. He went to check it and saw it was Ronnie's number, and it was a text message. Almost getting his hopes up that she would be crawling back to him, but those hopes were quickly dashed.

What came out were a series of pictures of a naked woman, in various sex positions. Then he noticed that one was a video file. He clicked on it and it began to play.

"OH FUCK, I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING AGAIN… THAT'S IT, FUCK THAT PUSSY, MAKE IT YOURS… SHIT, I'M CUMMING AGAAAAIN!” she squealed, as her pussy clamped down on his shaft.

It didn't take long for him to realize that it was Ronnie who was in the video. He couldn't watch it, he couldn't watch as his ex-wife was getting the ever-loving shit fucked out of her. Then he looked down and saw one more picture. It was a close-up of her pussy from behind. Her stretched-out pussy, and gaping asshole; with creamy white cum leaking out of each orifice. His eyes went wide at the implication that Ronnie allowed someone to, not only creampie her, but to also allow them to have her ass. Then all of a sudden, all the pictures and video files deleted themselves, and nothing remained. The only thing that was left was a simple text.

“Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of your ex-wife.”

Chapter 12

Ronnie woke up with the morning rays of the sun, beaming down on her through the curtains of the window. She twisted and stirred until she remembered where she was—and what she did last night. She quickly sat up and was a little miffed that she found herself alone in bed. She would have thought that Jason would have spent the night with her, but she guessed that it was not meant to be. However, reminisce of last night could still be felt through the next day.

She tried to move and winced as she found herself incredibly sore from both her ass and her pussy. Even though her lady bits were in pain, she couldn't help but smile. Smile as her body recovered from the best sex of her life. It was everything she could have imagined and more; as Jason took her like she was a bitch in heat. Like she was his, and no one else's. That thought alone, made her smile even wider, as she got off the bed.

She realized that she was still wearing her heels, so she threw them off. Stretching her toes, they escaped their nightly confines, as she began to stand up from bed. But as she did so, her legs immediately gave out on her. Her strength had not returned, even after a somewhat good night's sleep.

‘Damn, what have you done to me?’ she asked herself, as she tried to stand up once again.

That time, she did manage to stand up and was able to walk towards the bathroom that was close by. She saw the time and realized that she didn't have a lot of it until they needed to leave the room. So she decided to take a quick bath, soaking her weary body, to try to soothe the soreness from her lower half. To her dismay, her ass was still slightly gaped, even after a few hours since Jason had plowed his way into her. But with the feel of the warm water around her, the pain started to fade away. She did manage to wash her hair with the house shampoo and scrub her body with a bar of soap. Even though she was clean, she knew that once she got back to her place, she was going to take another, even longer bath.

Once she was cleaned, and all the soapy suds were washed away from her hair and body; she made her way out of the tub, and began to dry herself off. Once everything was dry, including her hair, she walked towards her overnight back that she had brought along. After brushing her teeth and hair, she slipped on some casual clothes, which mainly consisted of skinny jeans, a blouse, and some flats; nothing like her professional attire. She was about to step out of the room, when she noticed her phone was on the nightstand, right next to her bed.

‘That's strange. I thought I left you in the living room,’ she thought to herself.

She picked up the phone and noticed she missed a call, several to be exact. Including several text messages, and several voicemails; all from one person, John. Confused by all of it, she saw that he made them in the middle of the night, while she was sleeping. The phone was on silent, so she didn't hear them go off. She read through each text. They ranged from saying, "Why did you do it," to, "How could you." Then some cursed her out, calling her a whore, and a slut. But there were some, where he was pleading with her to take him back, ‘that they went so well together.’ The voicemail told her the same thing, but in his drunken slurred voice.

Ronnie was confused by all of this, but found it quite amusing seeing her ex, groveling at her feet. Then she saw another text, except it was from Jason. He said that there was some room service for them to eat. That was from ten minutes ago, and upon reading it, her stomach began to grumble.

She found herself back in the living room area of the suite, and the memories of last night came flooding back to her. Then she looked at the window and saw her black dress still pooled around the floor. She also saw the smudge marks that were on the window, where her breasts were being pressed up against the glass, while Jason was fucking her from behind.

She heard clinking noises, and saw that Jason was sitting at a table where a serving cart was stationed next to it.

“Hey,” was all that Jason said, before taking another bite of his hash browns. “They brought this up for us. Compliments of the hospital. You better eat before it gets too cold.”

Since she couldn't refuse the offer, Ronnie took a seat right next to Jason and began to pile on the food. It was more food than she normally ate, but after the marathon fuck session she had gone through, her body needed the energy to recover.

"Ah, Jason. This might seem weird for asking, but did something happen last night? You know after everything, like… did I do something?" she asked, while scooping up some more scrambled eggs.

“No, just the fact that you snore, but other than that, no.”

Ronnie's cheeks burned a strawberry-red flush, after hearing that. One of the most embarrassing things a woman wants to hear, was that they snore, no less from a lover.

“Why do you ask?”

Clearing her thoughts, she said, "Well, I got these weird messages from my ex. It sounded like he was greatly upset by something I did, but I don't know what. I knew he would be upset at what went down at the fundraiser, but not that upset."

"Hmm, I guess he saw them," Jason said, as he took another drink of orange juice.

“Saw what?” Ronnie asked, curious to know what was going on.

"It's better if I just show you. Give me your phone," he said, stretching out his hand.

Seeing as it was better to do what he said, she handed him her phone, and from there—she saw everything. Picture after picture of her in very compromising positions, in various states of sexual play. She even saw a video where she declared that she was coming on Jason's cock. Her once-strawberry-red cheeks, had become cherry-red hot. She asked Jason when he did this, and why. He explained to her that he grabbed her phone before moving to the bedroom. Then, from there, he started taking pictures. Ronnie was so lost in her bliss that she didn't notice her phone being used as a camera.

“Okay, but why send them to him?” she asked, trying to hide the humiliation that was growing on her face.

"Because, why not? It seemed like a fitting punishment for a guy like that. So I showed him what he was missing out on."

“Okay, but did you have to send them, he could use those photos against me."

“He won't. I used one of those message delete apps that cheating spouses use to erase all incriminating evidence of their affair. He shouldn’t have any copies on his phone. Here look.”

He showed her the app that was on her phone. She recognized it because it was one of the apps John used when they were together. She went back through the pictures until she stumbled upon the last one. It was a close-up of her pussy and asshole. She stared in awe, at both how gaped both her holes looked, and the amount of cum that was leaking out of them.

'Did he come that much,' Ronnie thought to herself. Then she saw the last text message he sent to John, set so it wouldn’t delete itself.

“Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of your ex-wife.”

Reading that brought a smile to her face, and caused her pussy to tingle. That brought on a slight groan because while her pussy tingled, her asshole was screaming out, ‘No more!’ Still, after last night, Ronnie knew that Jason could take really good care of her.

They finished their breakfast and proceeded to leave their room. They made sure to bring the gift basket, and the framed picture with them, plus the already-opened bottle of scotch, since there was a letter saying that it was compliments from the hotel. Ronnie was walking a little bow-legged and was finding a hard time keeping her strength. Her body was still recovering after last night. Since she didn't have the energy, she allowed Jason to drive her car, since it was she that picked him up at his place. This was a big step for Ronnie because she never let anyone drive her Mercedes. It was a symbol of her hard work, and the dedication she put into it. Still, her legs were not functioning at a hundred percent.

They sat in total silence as Jason drove them through the city. It was a pleasant ride, so much so, that Ronnie dozed off a few times. Unfortunately, every time she did, her mind would wander back to her night of bliss. His pussy and asshole would ache from those pleasant memories, and in return, she would abruptly wake up. Still, even though she wanted to sleep, she would always have a smile on her face. Then Ronnie came to a decision. The rule she had about not sleeping with clients would still be in effect, but when it came to Jason, it had become null and void.

They pulled up on the driveway, and Ronnie decided to pop in and say hello to Lila and the others. On more sturdy legs, she got out and followed behind Jason, as they went through the front door.

"But, mom, I want to go. It's important." Jennifer almost shouted, from the other room.

“I know sweetie, but you are not ready. You're still too young to go to that type of party.”

“God, mom, you wouldn’t understand,” Jennifer said, as she stormed out of the kitchen and accidentally ran into Jason who was going upstairs.

“What are you looking at? Get out of my way,” she spat at Jason, before running upstairs to her room.

"Jennifer, apologize, right this instant," Lila said, as she saw her daughter run off. "I'm so sorry Mr. Solace, please forgive her, she is just not having a good day.”

Jason didn’t respond and just continued to move up the stairs and into his room.

“Trouble in paradise?” Ronnie asked, as she set down the gift basket on the table.

"You could say that, V. God, I hope he didn’t get angry with us for that little outburst," Lila mumbled. She saw a muffin in the gift basket and decided she needed some comfort food.

"I wouldn't worry about that, Lu. Jason has some pretty thick skin. Now, do you want to tell me what's going on?"

"It's Derek, her boyfriend. She says that he got into the University of Houston on a football scholarship, and the team is inviting him, and several other players for a little get-together tonight. Of course, he wants her to go, but it is a college party, and those can get pretty wild. I just don't want her to go, especially with Derek."

“Yeah, those parties tend to get pretty wild, I remember a few of them back in my college days. But why not Derek, he seems like a lovely guy.”

Lila sat there trying to figure out what to say next.

“I don’t know. There is just something about him, something that I don’t like.”

"Well, whatever happens, I'm sure you and Jenn will work through it. Oh, and speaking of him, you would not believe who I ran into last night."

Just as she finished saying that, the front door opened, and sounds of pitter-patter paws came rushing in.

"Already done with your morning run, sis?" Lila asked, as she saw her sister and a panting Shea, coming down the hallway.

“Yeah, it's fun to run here, no pesky people to get in your way, plus I have this adorable little thing as my running buddy," she said, as she knelt and started rubbing the dog's face. In return, Shae started licking Lily in the face.

“Oh hey, Ronnie, how was last night, meet anybody new?”

"She was about to tell me that she ran into someone at the party. Pray tell, who was it?" Lila asked, while Lily propped herself right next to her.

Ronnie decided to tell them everything that happened last night. From the drinks, the handshakes, and the dance. To meeting John, her ex, and everything Jason said to him. She left nothing out, except what she and Jason did in their room for several hours, and the texts he sent to John. She wanted to keep that for herself.

“Wow, now I'm sad that I didn’t get a chance to go, I would have loved to see that prick being put in his place,” Lily said, while her mind was wondering how Jason would look while he danced.

“Yeah, it's about time someone knocked him down a peg, or two.”

“It was more like several, but yeah, it did feel good,” Ronnie mused.

"You know what, let's celebrate the fall of John, by going for a soak in the hot tub, with a lovely bottle of wine that I just so happened to buy quite recently," Lily said with glee, wanting to take another dip in the jacuzzi.

“No, Lil, we can’t, it would be inappropriate, in Jason's house.”

“Yeah, plus I don’t have a swimsuit with me,” Ronnie said, while the thought of soaking in a hot bath was very appealing to her, right at that moment.

“Nonsense, I have a spare that I could let you borrow. As for Jason, I'm sure he wouldn’t mind seeing three hot ladies taking a dip in his hot tub. And besides, it's all of our days off. Let's live a little.”

WOOF, WOOF.

"See. Even Shae here wants us to do so, and you know he can’t say no to Shea," Lily said, as she rubbed the dog's belly, as it playfully lay down.

Lily was almost dragging them to the stairs, that was until Jason came back downstairs, in his casual outfit.

"Oh hey, Jason, we were wondering if we could use your hot tub, you know a little girl time," Lily said, batting her eyelashes at him.

"Sure, why not," he said, in his usual gruff voice, and then he proceeded to make his way to the pool house.

Ronnie couldn't help but blush at Jason, as he passed by them, but she also noticed something else. She saw Lily looking at him while he walked, and she had a longing within her eyes.

‘Is she sleeping with him, too?’ Ronnie thought to herself, but before she could think any deeper on the subject, Lily pulled them up and towards her room.

For several hours, all three women had the pleasure of enjoying each other's company. They enjoyed their time in the hot tub, in that crisp, cool air. Ronnie did wear Lily's suit, the same one that Lila wore on their first pool outing. While the bottoms did fit her better than when Lila wore them, the top was a bit of an issue. It looked like two squeezed water balloons that were about to pop. Lily teased Ronnie for having big bazongas, but in the end, Ronnie loved the attention. Especially, when Jason would walk by from the pool house, she would deliberately puff out her chest to make her already big boobs, even bigger.

Once they were about to get a little pruned, they took their girls out of the water and inside, where Ronnie cooked them a light lunch. From there, they took full advantage of Jason's big screen TV in the media room. By the time night was about to roll around, they decided to catch up on ‘The Gay Bachelor’.

Jennifer stopped by and said that she was going out with Sarah, for their own girls' night; still giving her mom the cold shoulder, after the argument they had had in the morning. Jason was here and there, but mostly, he left the women alone. While Lily and Ronnie did enjoy letting loose, Lila was the one that needed that girl's night. After spending weeks being stressed, from her apartment burning down, to arson investigators, working for Jason, and at the same time living with him with all her family. Then everything that was happening with her daughter, a girl's night with her two favorite people was just what the doctor ordered.

That was until around 8:30pm, when a call came in that was about to shatter her night.

“MRS. WILLIAMS, ARE YOU THERE, IT'S ABOUT JENNIFER!” Sarah shouted into the receiver there.

Sobering up, thinking the worst had happened to her little girl. "Sarah, what is it? What's going on? Is Jennifer okay? Was she hurt?" Lila asked, as she put her phone on speaker, gathering the attention of everyone; including Jason who was there eating pizza that they had ordered for dinner.

"It's not good, Mrs. Williams, Jennifer and I got in a huge fight, and she ran off with Derek. She said that they were going to that football team party, at the Alpha Beta’s fraternity house. I told her not to go, but she wouldn't listen. Then she called me, sounding a little slurred like she was drinking or maybe been drugged. I heard rumors about that house. They say it's a place where drugs and sex happens. Sometimes, forcefully. I tried to warn her, but she believes in Derek, more than me. I think she is in trouble. Please help."

"Sarah, why not call the police, or campus security," Lila said, just about to have a nervous breakdown.

“They won’t show, a lot of the team's booster club members have some deep pockets. They throw this party every year, but no one shuts them down. I even think the dean is aware of all of this.”

“Give me the address.”

This time it was Jason who stepped into the conversation.

"Give me the address to that house, and I’ll handle the rest," Jason declared, as he slipped on his boots and his custom-made jacket, he got from Dominic.

Sarah spat out the address and said that she would meet them there. With an address in hand, he made his way to his car. He also grabbed a baseball cap; for what he was about to do, he needed something to obscure his identity.

“Hey wait up. I'm going to get my daughter, as well,” Lila shouted as she put on a jacket and shoes.

“Wait for us, we’re coming, too,” Lily said as she and Ronnie grabbed their jackets and shoes.

Jason didn't have time to argue, so he allowed them to join in. After everyone was in the car, he punched in the address in the Nav computer and drove full speed to the fraternity house. They were making a great time since Jason was nearly breaking a hundred on the highway. Normally, Lila would be voicing her concern for the reckless driving, but at that moment, all she wished for, was for him to go faster.

*** Alpha Beta Fraternity House ***

"No, she's my bitch, I get the first crack at her," Derek spat out, as he was arguing with the fraternity’s leader and captain of the university's football team.

"You had your chance to spread her legs before she got here, but now you're in our house. And in our house, the captain gets first dibs. That included other players bitches.”

While they discussed who got to go first, Jennifer was laying on the bed, in a drug-induced haze, as the two men discussed who got to rape her first. While she was still feeling the effects of the drug Derek had slipped her, her mind was slowly coming out of the fog. And with each passing second, her fear and dread would only increase. She couldn't believe Derek, the man she loved, and who she thought loved her, would do something like this. Her mother warned her about this, and so did Sarah, but she chose to ignore them, believing that they were in love. Jennifer felt so stupid and wished she could go back in time and tell herself to not be a stupid bitch, pleading with herself to listen to her mother, but her wishes had not come true in the real world. All she could do was wait, and pray that something, or someone, would come and save her.

"There is no negotiating, I go first, so shut the fuck up and wait outside. Don't blow this, dude. With one word, I could cut your scholarship, and you would never get into this school and play ball. So get out and shut up. If you want her that badly, then you can take her ass after I'm done with her. I'm sure the bitch hasn't done anal yet. Trust me, once I'm done with her, she would be our little house bunny, and she would spread her legs for you on demand. So leave, go wet your dick and let me do my thing."

"Fine, Trent, besides I always wondered what the head cheerleader's pussy would feel like. Get me when you're done. I have waited too long to fuck her, and I am not going to wait any longer," Derek spat, as he closed the door to the captain's bedroom.

“Now, where to begin.”

The captain looked at the tripods that held the phones set to record what was to happen. He took his time setting up everything, making sure that everything was focus in on his next to record. It was their way of videotaping their little escapades, as he calls them, so they could blackmail the girls to keep them quiet. As he was about to hit record, a loud thump could be heard at the bottom of the floor.

“Okay, little miss pretty. time for the show to start.”

Thump, Thump, Thump.

"Sorry for the noise, my boys can get rowdy when they’re balls deep in some strange pussy. Don't give me that look, just relax, you might enjoy it."

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

The sound was still coming from downstairs, only it was a bit louder.

“I must say, you are quite the beauty. I’m surprised someone like your boyfriend could land someone like you. But now you’re mine, and when I’m done with you, you will be the team's new whore. And you know what, there is nothing you could do about it. No one is here to save you. So smile for the camera.”

THUMP. THUMP. THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.

"HEY KEEP IT DOWN, I'M WORKING IN HERE!" he shouted, as he pulled out his phone to record.

Then a creak and a bang were heard at the front of his door. Enraged for being interrupted again, he stomped to the door and was about to tell off whoever was in front of the door. Expecting to see Derek, or one of his teammates, but all he saw was a guy on the floor, groaning in pain. And right next to him was a hulking figure, with bloody fists.

“WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!” Trent shouted.

"Where is she?" Jason glared at the man, blood dripping from his fists.