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Introduction:

And now for Chapter 2, comment at your leisure but leave a name if anonymous and asking questions

“Hey Stuart, wake up man,” I hear a male voice telling me as I slowly wake up,” It’s time to get your clothes on and work out.”

I am confused for a moment then realize I’m in a bed and the man standing over me in the jogging suit with a hood on is Guy, my new life coach. I keep wondering what to call him, mentor, sensei, life coach. All of those could be right but after last night that woman, Natsuko, has me wondering. I pull myself out of bed and start to dress; I find a grey track suit and sneakers in the closet and meet Guy downstairs. It’s barely light outside on this Tuesday morning but here we are jogging down to the end of his driveway, it’s not super long but when the gate opens and he takes us out to the street I know I’m not going to enjoy this. I’ve been working on a farm for seven weeks and now here I am jogging in a very nice neighborhood with a man who swears he will change my life. How long do I last at his pace, maybe ten minutes? Problem is he doesn’t let me stop.

“Get your feet up Stuart and keep pushing, it’s light cardio,” Guy tells me pushing me to move a little faster.

Our morning jog must have lasted an hour but for me it was hell as I’m out of breath as we get back to his front door. We’re inside and I don’t’ really hear anyone moving around the house as he looks at me with more instructions.

“Towel off and change into something light before meeting me in the gym downstairs,” Guy instructs and I nod heading to my room.

Clarification time, my room is on the first floor with most of the household features like kitchen and living room. Natsuko is on the first floor as well but everyone else is upstairs on the second floor. I haven’t been up there yet but I figure if Guy had something for me up there I’d be up there. I towel off and change into shorts and a t shirt before finding him in his gym basement, he’s already got weights in his hands and now I am a little intimidated by my new mentor. All he’s wearing is a pair of long shorts and athletic shoes so I can see his body, and he’s ripped with a tattoo of different colored tigers going up his body. He’s not super huge but he’s cut and well defined as he looks at me in the wall mirror.

“Grab twenty five pounds in each hand and do what I’m doing,” He tells me and I follow the command again,” You’re strong but slow, you need to be faster and we’ll have to develop your stamina. Also even though you lost weight on the farm you’re not built like you can be.”

“I don’t think I’ll ever have abs that have abs sir,” I reply and he stares at me as we continue.

“I’m not sir unless it’s business, I’m Guy,” He says smiling,” And besides the abs are nice but what you have is a power physique. You need to get it toned down some and work on your cardio, hence running with me every morning.”

Every morning he wants to go running, I remember thinking it was hard going up three flights of stairs but then I was three hundred pounds damn near. I look at myself for the first real time in forever and I’m a lot thinner, more muscled and it feels good.

“Feel like you’re looking at a dream,” Guy asks and I nod embarrassed,” I’m about making your dreams a reality Stuart. But like everything else there are rules and a price.”

“Yeah well I figured I was going to have to pay you back somehow. You kept saying you had a business,” I reply and he nods.

“Business comes later, first the rules, what I say and what my wives or an instructor says to you is law. I’m not going to ask you to do anything that will get you thrown in jail or embarrass you for no reason BUT,” he has the word hang,” you have to trust us implicitly.”

“Okay so if you say wear a dress I wear a dress,” I tell him and he chuckles.

“Not in the planning but you get the idea. The second thing concerns my business. When you are ready and I bring you in what we do is not for people to hear about EVER,” Guy’s intensity shoots up and I’m a little worried,” You’ll be signing some forms and you’ll hopefully do a small job with me before we send you back to college but what my business does we don’t discuss, understand?”

I nod and wonder for a second, what is his business? It’s probably something serious if he’s got the money to fly around at will and live like this. All the work out we do this morning Guy explains is to tone and build stamina. I nod and it makes some sort of sense so I don’t think about it and go with the flow. I hear a buzzing and watch as Guy smiles before stepping away from the leg machine he’s had me working on.

“Breakfast time man, we got to eat so we can get you down here for your first assessment around lunch time,” he tells me as we head up the stairs.

I’m in the dining room looking at the long table they have set up, it’s a solid wood table with nothing on it and it seems like the oldest piece of furniture in the house. I take a seat where Guy points and he waits as small feet thumping down the stairs has him smiling. The barrage of children tackle their father and put him on the floor with their good morning hug before he makes sure their seated for breakfast. The four wives come out with plates and bowls for eating and plates containing food, Oatmeal in a big bowl with raisins, sausage patties, whole grain toast, juice and milk. We’re all seated and another prayer of sorts before everyone starts dishing up. I discover that the wives sit next to their children while Guy is at the head of the table. I’m at the other end of the table with two boys next to me who are dishing up their own food. It’s a pleasant meal aside from children laughing and the mother’s reminding them they need to finish their oatmeal. We all finish and Guy sends me to the showers to cool off till my first assessment. I wonder what the assessment is going to be about but I have hours before lunch and a shower sounds really good.

Guy

“Oh my god he’s slow, I mean don’t worry about tripping him during a zombie apocalypse he’s dead anyway slow,” I tell Katy as Stuart’s shower turns on.

“Well Devin’s farm builds muscle not cardiovascular stamina,” Katy replies and she’s right.

“Yeah but I’ve got a little over a month to get him in shape to the point where he’s confident in himself enough to tear up his final year in college,” I tell her as I head up stairs to shower.

I will say Stuart is more willing to comply than anyone else I looked at but now I think that might be a problem. I’m worried his complacency and want to fit in are going to kill any fire he might have. I’d like to spend time out at the park with the kids today but I have a conference call with Jun and the family down south so that takes priority, then I get a great idea.

Stuart

“So you’ll be going with Rachael and Kori while I take care of some business at home,” Guy tells me and I’m not sure he’s thinking clearly.

“Sir I have no experience with children,” I inform Guy and he just smiles.

“Well no time like the present,” He tells me before heading off to another room.

I’m still learning the names of his wives as I’m an SUV with Kori and Rachael while Imelda is at work and Katy stayed home with Guy. It’s seven of us and I’m in the far back with the two boys while the girls get the front. The boys are pretty well behaved on our trip to the park and being late morning we’re there with plenty of space as the Moms tell the children where they can play while the ladies seem to settle in on me.

“Well now that we have you alone how are you feeling Stuart,” Rachael the ginger mommy asks politely.

“A bit tired and a little scared, Guy is pretty intense about some things,” I tell her and both of them nod.

“He has to be; this business is very good and relies on trust, loyalty, and secrecy. But enough of business and more on you, what are these lady problems you were having,” Rachael asks with a light concern.

We walk and I talk about a lot, I go over the year with Richard and the attempts to meet a nice girl. I explain my lack of love life and at first try not to embarrass myself but finally end up sounding like a coward. The whole time we’re talking both women are sympathetic and kind as I finally finish and both are gauging me when Kori speaks.

“Biggest thing to understand is that while you are a good guy you didn’t impress the three girls too much. I’m not saying this to hurt you but ladies like the flower for the petals before we smell it,” She says and Rachael nods.

“Biggest thing is to remember that while they passed you by, Richard is the problem, and you have to feel like something is turning for you and not for him next year. But that is why you’re with us and not in your dorm room,” Rachael adds to Kori’s words with a smile.

“Alright but how does me working out and losing weight make me some chick magnet,” I ask and both women laugh a little.

“Stuart that is where five women will help educate you to getting past your social hang ups, believe me we’ve seen just about everything,” Kori adds and both of them are sincere in their expressions.

The ladies sit and watch the children as I’m kind of out of place, I’m in a park with children playing and women I barely know. I take it upon myself to play with the children when they let me and it helps the hour pass quickly when I see Kori has left her spot on the bench and Rachael is coming towards me fast.

“Kids we need to get in the car,” Rachael tells them and I look to see Kori arguing with a man.

“What is going on,” I ask and Rachael looks to Kori and shakes her head.

I start to follow Mrs. Rachael with the children but I hear Mrs. Kori arguing with the man, he’s a little taller than I am but thinner and lighter. I head over in their direction and take note of his features, black curly hair and pale skin with a bad suit.

“Listen to me you sicko give me the film or I will call the cops on you,” Mrs. Kori tells the man.

“I’m taking scenic pictures ma’am not ones of your children,” he tells her keeping his hands on his camera.

I step up and suddenly feel protective, these people are taking care of me and he’s causing Mrs. Kori stress and she’s talking about the kids. I put myself in front of him and while I’m looking up a little bit it’s not a major difference. He’s got grey eyes, I don’t like them.

“Sir I think the lady and I were settling something,” the man tells me before I grab his camera and yank it from his hands,” That is my property sir.”

I hand the camera to Mrs. Kori who goes through the pictures; I can hear her becoming upset. She steps forward and pulls the memory card from the camera before getting my attention.

“Stuart I need you to do exactly what I ask you to okay,” Mrs. Kori says and I nod,” Lift him off the ground by his jacket.”

The man yelps in surprise and the grip on the coat isn’t that great but he’s up and closer to me than I’d like as I feel some sort of weird movement from him then see Kori step back and nod to me. I set him down and he starts to argue.

“That is my wallet Mrs. Donnelly,” the man says and Kori doesn’t look up.

“I know Mr. Livery of 2315 Oakhurst Lane apartment 3E,” Kori says reading his ID from his wallet,” Since you seem to know who I am I’m going to remember you and when I get my children home rest assured that my husband will be speaking with your boss in the very near future.”

“It’s an interest story ma’am,” He starts but she cuts him off.

“It’s an invasion of my privacy and the pictures on here are of mine and my husband’s children, I see an article in the papers or see a picture of my family and you will regret ever hearing our last name,” Mrs. Kori tells him as she shoves the camera back into his hands.

I follow her as she walks back to the SUV with me keeping pace and looking back at Mr. Livery as he stares at us. I get into the back with the boys and we’re heading down the road towards home I guess with the kids talking among themselves. Kori and Rachael are quiet the whole ride home and as we exit the vehicle and enter the house Kori is on a mission and I follow her to what I learn is Guy’s office.

“Honey there was someone taking pictures at the park today,” Kori tells him handing off the memory card.

The office is nice, solid wood desk with a good PC and the basics all around. He’s in a t shirt and jeans as he takes the memory card and plugs it in to a port small reader box on his computer. I watch the screen and immediately it starts flagging things on the card and Guy starts to chuckle. A voice pops up from a speaker and to me it sounds familiar.

“Guy what the hell are you doing,” the voice asks confused.

“Oh someone decided to take pictures of the kids and I plugged it into the direct line to you so you could run some information for me,” Guy says to the voice over the computer.

“Well whoever this is they’re not media, not in the conventional sense. Think more of a freelancer,” the voice tells Guy,” want me to run the numbers on him?”

I watch Guy debate about it and wonder what the hell they mean run numbers? I’m stuck in an odd place with this level of information gathering and who the hell is voice and why is it familiar, then it hits me.

“You, your that fucker from the site,” I make my presence known to the room.

“Oh my god he’s there,” The voice says is mock shock,” Yeah it’s me Stuart, the voice behind your salvation. Any questions for the man behind the curtain?”

“No Jun he has no questions,” Guy says cutting me off,” Just run this down and if someone is ghosting my children then I want to know why.”

He breaks from his conference call and Kori leaves the office to Guy and me. I’m confused and a little pissed off but he’s just staring at me smiling.

“So that was the guy who turned you onto me,” I ask Guy and he nods,” So if I hadn’t gone to that fucking site you’d never have found me?”

“I’m glad you went to the site Stuart, and while I know Jun was pretty harsh can you honestly tell me looking back almost two months ago that he was wrong,” Guy asks me and I shake my head no sadly,” Stuart you are a work in progress but you’ve seen good things so now get your gear ready and head down to the Gym, I had Natty leave you some protection in your room. Wear what you think is appropriate and meet me down stairs in ten minutes.”

I follow Guy’s instructions and get to my room to see a lot of padding and what looks like body armor only softer spread out on my bed. I go through it but it’s just a test to see what I know so I grab the hand protection and the feet protection before putting on a pair of shorts and heading down to the gym. Guy is there with Natsuko who is using the elliptical trainer while Mrs. Katy is wearing pads similar to me and Guy is standing off to the side of the mat.

“So where do you want me,” I ask and Guy points to the mat.

I move over and stand on it expectantly and then I get surprised as Katy starts to square up in front of me. I look between Guy and Katy quickly and back up.

“Sir I can’t fight her,” I state concerned.

“Really why is that,” he asks,” And my name is Guy.”

“Sir… Guy she’s your wife and she’s a woman,” I tell him still not squaring off with Katy.

“I am very acutely aware that Katy is a woman and that she’s my wife, I’m wondering what seems to be your problem Stuart,” Guy asks me again this time amused.

“Guy I can’t fight a woman, I’m a lot stronger than she is and if I hurt her I’ll…,” and that’s when everything goes black.

Guy a couple hours earlier that morning

“Oh my god your fingers feel so good,” Natsuko tells me panting.

No children home, wives are out running errands and I’m doing some basic contact work with Natsuko when I smelled her. Yeah I still can smell when a woman is close to me and horny because they get wet. It also doesn’t help that she wears short shorts with the top button undone and a loose tank top with no bra.

“No panties on? Makes a man think you came in here with more than business on your mind,” I tell her smirking.

“Yes I came in here because I’ve been waiting for a moment to get you alone and now I’m taking my turn,” my Asian assistant informs me shoving her hand down the front of my work out shorts.

It’s not difficult for her to find what she’s looking for as she gives me a solid tug before stroking me slowly while I play with her clit in my fingers. She doesn’t look much older than a she did years ago when we were in school save for a little fuller ass and slighter bigger breasts. I feel no hair on her lips as I rub her clit, she’s been shaving.

“You make me feel old little girl,” I tell her as I push a finger inside.

“Ahhh… you’re still better at this than a lot of guys I would have fucked,” Natty replies gasping.

She finally pulls my jeans down freeing me up from the waist down and now her hand is free to get me harder faster. Our kiss isn’t panicked or frantic but there is a want for her and one for me as well as Natsuko’s hips start pressing against my hand. I love it when a woman is just as hot as I am and the women around me are always hot, granted four children running around put the stop to random sex and lovemaking throughout the house but still we get plenty of our moments. I roll Natsuko onto her back and pull her shorts off and stop her as she rolls up to put her feet on the floor. With her legs spread and the desk at waist height give or take a few inches I’m at the right angle as she guides me by hand to her entrance. Pushing inside Natsuko is easy enough to start for the first few inches before I back up a little and push forward again. I work myself in and out of my assistant steadily pressing more and more of me inside her till I’m finally buried and resting our hips together. Natty for her part is clutching me with her hands and kissing me lightly.

“I’m glad you missed me,” She says with a light smile.

“I’m glad you never got married,” I reply smiling back and she giggles.

I grip Natsuko’s hip in one hand and snake the other behind her back holding her in place as I start thrusting in and out with more speed than usual. Natsuko is a little shocked but she’s not complaining as she grips me with her hands, legs and vagina. I don’t even work my whole member in her just the last three or four inches and while some would say you need to pound it I like to let a woman feel it with some speed. I’m grunting and Natsuko is whimpering when she takes my face in her hands.

“Bend me over the desk and fuck me hard,” Natty tells me with intensity.

I pull out and grabbing her hips help flip her around and with her chest against my desk top line my cock up and slam it back in. I grip her shoulders and do nothing but hammer into her hard and deep getting moans and some yelps for my work but it’s what the lady requested, nay demanded. I think Natty’s feet are able to touch the floor, never had her in my office before so I don’t know since she’s 5’3” at the most and the idea of her not being able to amuses me a little. I slap her ass a little which gets me a yelp in surprise, or maybe that was from gripping her shoulder and slamming my manhood up into her deepest parts. I hear Natsuko’s voice go up an couple octaves and he woman hood grip me as she starts orgasming on me, it’s not enough to stop me as I continue to buck into her. Her own orgasm passes and while she’s taking it well I’m getting close and with a few deep thrusts cum inside her hard and damn near curling my toes. I grunt and she groans as I continue to fill her up till finally my member stops twitching and me slowly pull from Natsuko and back up. I pull my underwear and shorts up before watching Natsuko calmly pull herself off my desk and leave my office without a word. I should follow her but decide to keep distance and not five minutes later she has different top and some jeans on, and sits down on my lap as I’m in my chair.

“Are we okay,” I ask her and she just smiles.

“We have only not been okay once and you forgave that. I can’t go around letting two boys see my ‘jade palace’ in those shorts so I had to change,” Natty tells me and I chuckle a little before we kiss quickly and resume working.

Last job worked out nicely, business left in the original starter’s hands and the lawyer who tried to steal it is currently wondering what happened to his future at the firm. All is right with the world and the client while not able to pay in the traditional sense did help out with some licensing for an independent venture in the way of Kyle and Liz’s setting up a legitimate garment factory which will help them more when they can mass produce Liz’s designs. Yeah Liz in the fashion world thanks to her husband, my former enemy, and his families once good sized now going national business. They put out a couple things that I thought was goofy but they sold like maternity wedding gowns that don’t let the bride look like a Michelin woman. I give my sister the good news and she agrees that it’ll speed things up and then asks when I’m coming by with my kids to have a play date, at this point I grimace.

“It’s just play sis, play. They don’t date and they don’t set up schedules they’re kids,” I tell Liz over the phone and Natsuko smiles shaking her head.

“It’s just an expression Guy jeez you sound like Dad,” Liz tells me and I can hear her shaking her head at me.

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” I tell her with a laugh and we end the call.

It’s a little while later as I’m working on my own that I hear my front door with children bounding through the house and while that makes me smile it’s the stomping to my door that lets me know Kori isn’t happy and if the wife isn’t happy I need to fuck someone up.

Stuart: Current

The lights are on and I’m warm and covered up as I lie on my back, I can hear a woman humming and as I start to move I realize I’m not alone and I’m not in bed.

“What the…,” I ask as I look around.

I’m still in the gym and have my work out clothes on but I’ve got a very small pink blanket with unicorns on it covering my chest but leaving my legs exposed. That is one thing but the biggest aside from Mrs. Rachael sitting in a rocking chair humming is the four children who are all napping on the mat around me. They have their space between us but for some reason all of them are out and I have no clue why. I start to speak again and that’s when I see Mrs. Rachael eyes go from mother to ‘Don’t fuck with Momma’ and I suddenly have no desire to speak which has a good calming effect on her. She points up stairs and goes back to reading in her book. She actually has a book and not a tablet which is odd to me but I shake it off as I stumble up the stairs as quietly as I can. I don’t see anyone around and it takes me a bit to discover that they are outside talking. Guy sees me through the door with Mrs. Katy and Mrs. Kori who are frowning and smiling lightly in that order. Guy on the other hand is waiting for me to say something as I step up to their seats.

“So what the hell happened,” I ask confused.

“You got knocked the fuck out by a woman,” Mrs. Katy tells me with no humor.

“Wait you knocked me out,” I ask confused.

Mrs. Kori stands up and touches the side of my head causing me to jump in pain and back away from her. She points me to the chair she was in and goes inside the house for a moment and returns with an ice pack, I take it when she hands it to me and rest it on my head as Guy just stares at me.

“I guess I failed my assessment for fighting,” I ask and he shakes his head.

“There is no fail unless I fail, however that was damn sad Stuart. I mean you actually tried to argue the point with me twice and didn’t address the immediate concern,” Guy informs me with little humor.

“The immediate concern being your wife,” I state feeling like an idiot.

“The immediate concern being a woman with years of comprehensive training in hand to hand combat who takes great offense to some boy not treating her with some damn respect,” Mrs. Katy snaps and I watch Guy turn on her quickly.

“Katy stop, you said you wanted to see what he could do and now we know he’s got no training,” Guy says cutting her off.

I watch Mrs. Katy sit for a second before getting up quickly from her chair and marches into the house. I watch Mrs. Kori look at me sympathetically before following her fellow wife inside. I keep the icepack right where it is while Guy is sitting there thinking about whatever it is a mentor thinks about when their student has nothing to work with.

“Well may I ask why I need to learn to fight,” I’m actually asking but not directly asking.

“Because of that shit right there,” Guy says calling me on my round about question,” You never fought for anything so you think if you just try really hard and do the right thing shit will come your way. Did you hold your own first week on the farm?”

“No I was pretty sad,” I tell him quietly.

“Exactly, you had to struggle to catch up. Then you struggle to keep up,” He tells me and it’s making a little sense,” now when you dealt with shit back at college what did you do when you felt like nobody respected you?”

“I let them know and then I ignored them or just didn’t socialize with them,” I tell him realizing how weak that sounds.

“Now imagine the first time someone crossed you and they didn’t let you walk away or be left alone you hit them. You didn’t just hit them you hit them and didn’t stop till people were crying and begging for you to leave them alone,” I hear his words and they’re horrifying,” Stuart I like you and I think you’re a decent guy, truly. But hypothetically say I caught you trying to force Rachael to have sex with you?”

“Ummm hypothetically I don’t think I’d live very long,” I tell my mentor nervous.

“No you’d live. I promise you that you would live but you would wish every day of your live after I was done you’d wish I was merciful and granted you death,” Guy tells me and I must look pale because his firm demeanor changes to something more like when we were at the college,” Stuart I know you’re smart and I know you’re a good guy. Don’t worry about me worry about what you have to do to find that edge that makes you dangerous. Controlled but dangerous.”

With that Guy stands up from his chair and heads back into his house. Dangerous, people shouldn’t want to be dangerous but Guy says I need it. Add to that now I’m scared shitless of him and considering running for my life but something says stay. I think about his words, what would have happened if Richard and I fought? Okay he would have kicked my ass then bought me beer and told me how it wasn’t his fault. Fuck he pisses me off more now because I should have done something, I would have failed miserably at a fight but doing something or at least standing up to him would have been something more than moping around like he took my favorite toys. I must have been outside thinking for a couple hours as I hear the children come out to the back yard and start running around. It’s sunny outside and not super warm as I watch the boys wrestle and the girls play with bubbles from a plastic bottle. As I’m watching I make it a point to take notice of things said to me by Guy and his family. How difficult is it to have five wives and four children? What did he have to go through when people like this Linus asshole started to show him in a bad light? I think I get why he says I need to fight and head inside and passing the kitchen head into the gym downstairs. I find the pads for my hands that were removed while I ‘napped’ earlier and put them back on before moving to a large bag hanging on a chain, I have no clue really how to throw a punch but here I am just hitting the bag with my fists and making it move. I keep my focus on trying to shake the bag when it moves a lot less and I see Mrs. Katy with her hands on the other side of the bag holding it in place.

“Less like a club and you’re using your arms too much. Are you focusing on the body,” She advises and asks.

“I’m just hitting something, I should have been trying earlier,” I tell her remembering that I offended her.

“Well you might have hit me but your form is really bad,” Mrs. Katy tells me moving around the bag to me.

We are downstairs for till dinner as she shows me ‘striking’ form; fists are one thing but elbows and a head butt? I almost smack my head on the chain connecting the bag to the ceiling and she laughs a little before showing me again what I’m doing wrong and where to change it. We head up and enjoy dinner before I shower and told no more workout for today. I am exhausted but I’m learning and I guess that’s what I’m here for as I crash into my bed early.

Guy

“He’s trying and listening, good news is if he ever hits anyone he’ll probably break bones,” Katy says as we’re in the living room talking while the kids read.

“Okay so what do you think is the problem,” Imelda asks as she hands a book in English to Esmeralda, our daughter, who grimaces when she sees the words.

“Problem is he’d have to hit them, anyone who can get out of the way with any speed would light him up as Dad would say,” Katy replies a little exasperated.

“Sounds like someone has gone from angry to all motherly,” Rachael pokes and Katy chuckles heading to the kitchen.

“Well Kori what do you think about the other aspects of his education,” I ask looking at Kori and Rachael.

“He’s been abused but he needs a push, I already made a call and she’ll be happy to come by,” Kori tells me with a big grin.

“Oh Christ honey are we breaking the bank on Lajita coming here,” I ask and my first wife just smiles.

“Guy are you saying I don’t know how to manage our funds,” Rachael asks and I start to back down,” She still owes us a little for that thing with book deal and she requests a date night out with you and us, she misses her friends.”

“Well that’s good, I’m glad we’re all on board with helping him but I think someone needs to help him find his fire,” I state looking at Imelda, my Latina fire goddess.

“You want me to get him angry,” Imelda says chuckling.

“No but when we finally do I figure you’ll be the best person to help him when he finds that edge to not explode all over the place,” I reply as Esme brings her book over and now wants Daddy to read the English book,” Honey you need to practice your English.”

“Papi I don’t understand the words well,” My youngest tells me and I chuckle.

Education early, all of us agreed that we would have our children learning the basics as quickly as possible and so far it’s a resounding success. Katy rejoins us with a large bowl of ice cream and a cup of heated tomato soup. I’m looking at her funny as she explains the salty sweet combination of eating one then drinking the other, it’s odd but this is the same woman who used wasabi paste for her chicken so it’s not super odd for us to see. Problem is now Mommy Katy has ice cream and there are four little ones who see ice cream and reading takes a back seat as I dish up a scoop in a bowl for each child and set it at the table so they can enjoy as I return to my wives in the living room. Having Lajita come by and bring her educational expertise with her will be good, hopefully she brings her husband because when she arrives by herself I end up getting dirty looks from him the next time we try the big group gatherings. The children finish their ice cream and return to their books and I take Esme on my lap and help her sound out words from her book.

After the children settle into bed and my wives start to settle for the evening I get a text from Jun telling me I need to meet him in my office. I’m in my office and not upstairs cuddling soft wife flesh so this had better be important.

“I ran down Mr. Livery, it’s a fake. Real name is Linus Barton and he’s a private investigator based in Tacoma. He’s not expensive and usually he keeps his distance. He’s got no real record to speak of and no police training, I guess he does it for the fun or money,” Jun explains as he sends me the information on Mr. Barton.

“So either he’s sick and I need to put a hurt on him or someone hired him to look into me and now he’s taking pictures of my children,” I state to Jun,” Either way I think I’m going to hurt him.”

“It wasn’t just the kids in the pictures; he has Kori and Rachael along with the new guy. He has pictures of your vehicles and license plates and photos of the house from a distance,” Jun tells me and now I’m boiling,” Guy calm down I pulled this off his computer and blowing up right now doesn’t help.”

“How the hell do you know that,” I ask as my computer screen flips up and I see Jun’s face.

“I activate your web cam every time we talk so I can see you and what you’re thinking. And by the way I love my wife but I miss Washington,” Jun states trying to change the subject.

“Stop watching me you sick bastard,” I tell him joking around.

“I have what he put on his computer but I only copied it, I didn’t want to tip him off that he’d been violated,” Jun tells me and I smile, he’s definitely a schemer.

“Alright man but I need to know who’s holding the strings, find out what you can or I’m going over to his apartment and taking care of business,” I inform him and get a nod in agreement.

I head to bed after my talk with Jun, so I have a pet dick gathering information on my life. One of the biggest points of my business is that I kept people from knowing what I did and didn’t let the guilty parties know who I was. I don’t have a lot of enemies anymore but I should keep my eyes open and tell the wives, tomorrow. Definitely tell them tomorrow.

Stuart

The next couple of days are really quiet for me, quiet and good. Guy and Mrs. Katy have me in the gym and outside running and when I’m not doing that I’m listening to Mrs. Kori and Mrs. Rachael as they ask me questions and tell me to think about what I want when I go back to college. Honestly I just want to graduate first and foremost but there is something that I can’t quite place my finger on that is lurking in my head. I don’t think on it much but Friday after lunch I get my first new surprise as I am heading through up for lunch with Guy when I hear a voice bellowing from the living room.

“Husband I demand love,” and I freeze while Guy smiles and heads off.

I look in on the living room and see a woman; I use the term because I see breasts and a womanly figure in a warm up athletic suit. She’s over six feet tall and even Guy has to look up to her or he would if he wasn’t holding her up off the floor while she’s kissing him. I’m a bit stunned at the sight of this blonde giant woman as Guy puts her back down on her feet and they stop kissing.

“I think the kids are outside, they are gonna flip when they see you,” Guy says leading the woman; I’m guessing wife number 5, out to the back yard.

As soon as they step outside the children start yelling ‘Mommy Matty’ and I just take seat as she does her rounds hugging children and giving her fellow wives a warm hello. Finally she settles on me and now that I can make out her face she seems very familiar.

“So that’s Stuart? Hey man I’m the other wife Matty or Mathilda if you want to be formal,” The giant blonde woman tells me walking up and extending her hand.

“Hi there and why do you look familiar,” I ask still trying to place it.

“Seattle Storm, WNBA, starting Center and named three time bad girl of the league,” She informs me and I suddenly remember her.

“You knocked a player into the basket when she tried to pull the ball from you this season. I don’t watch much but even I saw that,” I tell her startled and she smiles.

“Yep, no suspension but I did apologize,” Mrs. Mathilda says turning her attention back to Guy.

I listen to them talk and catch up about her season which is winding down. Obviously they know more than I do and are probably following her but she starts going down the details you don’t hear about like one of the girls on the team finding out her husband was cheating on her during the away games and might be divorcing. At one point it seems like she’s pushing Guy to do something but I can’t figure out what it is. The children and I have lunch inside and they are going on big about all mommies being home. The rest of the evening is a nice calm affair and I finally get to see the full family in action and it’s a pretty amazing thing, one person setting table, two cooking, and children playing with the remaining three. Tonight Katy and Imelda are cooking and while I don’t know about Katy’s cooking skills Imelda is dancing and shaking her hips to some Latin music while she cooks. Our dinner has me confused until I see everyone grabbing tortilla and just stuffing toppings in them before eating. I get stopped as I’m about to grab some green chilies by Guy.

“Those are really hot,” He warns me but do I listen, no.

I get four bites in and my mouth is on fire, everyone is chuckling except Imelda and her daughter. Esme is confused but Imelda is actually praising me a little.

“Hey drink some milk and put some sour cream on it, you were brave to at least try it,” Mrs. Imelda tells me being nice.

With help I get the burning under control and go right back into eating what I took. When I go back for more chilies Imelda smiles and I think I’m earning some respect which feels good. I help clear the table at dinner and find that Matty has the job with me and she just got home. I want to stop her but she’s working like its normal so I keep my mouth shut as she strikes up a conversation.

“So you’re shorter than I thought,” She tells me and I chuckle.

“Isn’t everyone,” I try to joke and thankfully she laughs a little.

“Very true but when Guy said he had recruited someone all us wives were interested in who you were and what we were hoping to do to help you,” Mrs. Mathilda informs me with a politeness that I didn’t see when she sent an opposing player flying in a game.

“So I know what everyone else is supposed to help me with but what are you going to be instructing me on,” I ask and she smiles.

“Some fitness and how not to lose your good nature,” She says and I think she’s joking but the smile on her face says otherwise.

We get through the rest of the evening and I turn in as the rest of the house seems to be in family mode. I get a shower in and as I’m coming out in a towel I bump into Natsuko wearing a bathrobe and trying to head past me into the bathroom for a shower of her own.

“Hey there’s still hot water in there,” I tell her as we pass and I try not to stare.

“So how are you feeling,” She asks as she closes the door, mostly closes it.

“I think I’m doing better, and I think everyone actually respects me here,” I tell her trying not to look in the door crack.

“Well you respect us and what we’re doing but you need to focus more on you and less on what everyone else is thinking of you,” She tells me as I start to fail at not peeping.

“I’ll definitely try to focus on me more,” I reply as I see the robe come off and note her petite frame clad in simple black panties and no bra.

“I know the kids like you,” She tells me as I watch her turn around and get a good view of her ass, she’s wearing a thong.

“They’re good kids,” I say focusing barely on her words.

The door opens fast and I jump back as Natsuko is staring at me with an intense look on her face, not sure if it’s good or bad but her breasts are good. Small barely b cup breasts and I just stare as she steps up to me. I feel her hand move inside my towel and her small fingers wrap around my cock and now I’m getting hard fast.

“Were you watching me you pervert,” She asks and I start to struggle with an answer,” Don’t lie to me or you’ll be begging me to give you back one of your testicles.”

“I was, you were attractive on the plane and right now I couldn’t help myself,” I stammer and watch as she smiles.

“And you liked looking at me in a thong,” She asks again and I nod feeling her stroke me a little.

“Yes, I’ve been with one Asian woman and she was older but still attractive but you’re like a fantasy come to life,” I tell her praying she’ll either play with me more or just not rip my testicles off.

“So you think I’m going to be your second Asian fantasy,” She asks me and now I’m panicking ahs she tightens her grip a little.

“I really hope so,” I stutter a little and she is smiling at me a little mischievously.

“Maybe I’ll come to your room tonight and help you a little, if I were to come to your room tonight you’d need to be naked and have that towel handy. I might make a mess,” Natsuko tells me letting me go and closing the door in my face.

And I’m standing here with a raging erection and not sure which is hotter, Natsuko angry or Natsuko turned on? I get back to my room and figure on just being ready for her if she comes by and stay naked but put my body under the blankets in case I fall asleep and Guy wakes me tomorrow again. I know the rest of the house has gone to sleep as I heard Guy and his wives heading up stairs. I’m alone in the dark and my cock has gone soft, I didn’t want to play with myself waiting and screw up an epic night but now I’m kind of wishing I did. I feel a little disappointment and decide sleep will be better rolling towards the door to sleep. I am woken by my door opening a little and a form stepping in before closing it behind them. There is no light really in my room except what little is coming in through the window but the figure seems to be looking around for something and finally I see pick up what I think is my towel from the floor and move towards me.

“Were you sleeping,” I hear Natsuko whisper in the dark.

“A little, I was waiting for a bit,” I reply quietly.

I watch in the dark as she pulls the blankets down to the foot of the bed and after folding up the towel a little moves me so I’m lying on my back. I’m not hard like I was earlier but that is changing rapidly as she places the folded towel over my groin.

“Place your hands behind your head and don’t move them,” Natsuko tells me and I follow her instruction slowly and confused,” Good, now I will be doing what I want and you will have to deal with it understand. If you move your hands or try to touch me before I tell you then I will stop and leave, understand me?”

I nod and watch as she crawls into bed with me slowly moving up to my side, I feel her skin on my side and I’m gripping the pillow under my head to keep from moving my hands. Ms. Natsuko’s hand moves under the towel and I feel her fingers wrap around my cock and gently start to tug and pull working so that I’m hard.

“So you think I’m beautiful,” Natsuko asks me as the thumb rubs the tip of my cock.

“Yes,” I groan.

“Am I prettier than the woman you fucked last week,” She asks me squeezing a little and I start to panic.

“No you’re just as pretty she was older you’re younger, both of you are hot,” I continue my groaning as she strokes me harder.

I feel her mouth on my nipple and it’s amazing as she licks and sucks on it while stroking me hard. I can feel her body pressed against me but not grinding, just there and as she continues pulling me with her hand. I can feel her teeth biting me lightly on my chest and I want to rub my hands all over her body but don’t since she’ll get pissed off at me and the good time will end. The kissing continues and now I’m hard but she’s not changing position or even slowing down as she continues to pull and stroke me.

“Natsuko I’m going to cum soon if you don’t stop,” I moan and feel her stop biting my flesh lightly.

“I know, I’ve been jerking this monster for a couple minutes now and I think you’re going to cum for me,” I hear her say quietly.

“But we haven’t done anything else,” I try to explain as I feel her speed up.

“I’ve done plenty, why did you think there was going to be more,” She tells me and now I’m confused.

I feel her body shift and she’s straddling my legs and while her hand is stroking me fast the other is holding the towel. My hips are thrusting uncontrollably and I start grunting as my orgasm takes over shooting my load into the towel Natsuko placed over me. I feel her slow down her handy work and start to clean up the remnants of what we, I should say she did, and after cleaning her hands Natsuko simply gets off the bed and puts the towel in the hamper before heading to the door.

“Wait I thought you wanted to have sex,” I ask a little spent and a lot confused.

“I did what I wanted, you’re okay but I have needs. Sometimes I just like a toy to play with and you filled that need. You couldn’t have handled me tonight and probably won’t ever be able to but that’s okay. You’re a nice guy but just not what it takes for someone with higher standards when it comes to sex,” Natsuko tells me in a almost cold tone,” Night Stuart and if you want I can masturbate sometime and you can watch through the crack of my door.”

I watch her leave and wonder what the fuck? She just came in here and played with me till she was bored and I was done then left. I could have done more, a lot more, but she just was done and that was it. And what does she mean I couldn’t have handled her, she didn’t want me to move so I listened and now I’m left wondering. I pull some short on and put myself back in bed to sleep fitfully before I get woken up to go running.

Saturday through Monday go pretty well save for the fact that I’m around Natsuko parts of the day and I’m not sure how to deal with her. She talks to me normally but the whole time I keep thinking about how she just used me and walked away like I wasn’t enough. Okay she pretty much told me I wasn’t enough for her but how does she know that. Katy’s instruction in the gym is going well according to her since I’m angry and hitting things a lot harder than I have been and Guy has stepped in and started showing me how to grapple and bring people to the ground. I can’t run for shit still but I’m making progress according to the two of them. It’s Monday afternoon and I’m up from the gym with Guy leading the way when I hear women talking. People talking isn’t something odd but there is a new set voices with an accent that I don’t recognize and I follow Guy to the living room and aside from Kori, Rachael and Mathilda there is an Indian couple waiting engaging them in conversation. The woman is wearing some more traditional clothing and has some very ample features while the man next to her is in a simple button up shirt and slacks. All eyes see Guy and me as the new woman smiles before standing and giving Guy a hug.

“My friend I have missed you,” She says her head resting on his shoulder.

“We miss you around her Lajita, you and Dalip,” He says breaking the hug and shaking the man’s hand.

“Is this your new hand,” the woman, Lajita, asks looking at me.

They introduce me but neither shakes my hand or do anything but extend basic pleasantries. Guy motions me to go shower and clean up. I’m clean and dressed even passing Natsuko on my way to the living room as she is getting ready to head out. I don’t pay attention but once in the living room I see that everyone is getting ready to leave as Rachael pulls me aside to talk.

“Hey we’re all going out and while Lajita has a employee here to watch the children I’d like you to stay behind and keep an eye on things,” Mrs. Rachael asks and I feel a little left out,” I’ve never met this girl before and I just want someone the family trusts at home.”

“I can do it,” I say a feeling a little better since she’s putting her faith in me.

“Thank you, the children aren’t doing studies tonight and you know the bedtime routine for the most part,” Rachael tells me with a happy smile.

I join the children in the living room and note the ‘employee’ that Mrs. Lajita brought to watch the children. White girl about 5’7” with dyed blonde hair that has darker roots and blue eyes, her build is a nice mix of curvy and firm with c cup breasts and good sized hips. I try not to focus on her but I watch as Lajita pulls her aside and goes over her instructions.

“This is their house and while here Stuart is in charge, watch the children and I don’t want another problem like what happened last time I left you alone for the evening after the children went to sleep,” I hear Lajita tell her babysitter.

It’s another hour or so before the adults leave and it’s just me, the sitter and six children in the home by ourselves. Guy hands me a card to order dinner and I almost laugh as I take a look, it’s not the one Richard left me; it has my name on it. The kids know their home more than I do and when I watch the flat screen TV come out from behind a wall panel on a control I feel like I’m living in the cool house. The boys, Connor and Murphy start asking me to put on movies and I find the ones they’re talking about and it’s all very kid appropriate when the sitter asks if we want snacks before we start the movie and I have to stop her.

“We can’t have snacks when the kids haven’t had dinner,” I tell her and she looks at me funny.

“Okay well what do you have in mind because I haven’t been over here before and don’t know their kitchen,” She tells me a little put off by my shooting down her snack plans.

“Well I don’t know if the kids like pizza or not,” I get the words out and now I have six children chanting pizza.

I get on the phone and discover that the local pizza place not only delivers but has the number on file so I don’t even have to give them the address. I over order just in case the children and I get super hungry. We start a movie, definitely a kid’s movie and I pause it when the pizza is delivered and the kids all grab disposable plates from the cupboard and as I dish up their requests from the four pizzas the babysitter helps with drinks. No soda in the fridge but plenty of juice and milk so the kids are able to eat and we rejoin the film already in progress as I allow them to eat in the living room. Mrs. Lajita’s kids and Guy’s have met before which helps but more so because they get along, with all the kids on the floor I’m sitting on the couch facing the TV with the babysitter at the other end quietly watching and eating. I watch her a little and realize that a polo shirt and jeans might not have been the best idea since I have female company in a long skirt and blouse. Her hair is done loosely around her shoulders and after a while she pulls feet up onto the couch and continues to watch the movie along with the kids and myself. One film down and onto the second as the kids have loaded themselves up on pizza and are full that snacks aren’t needed and we let them settle on the floor with pillows as we continue movie night.

Guy

Dinner and drinks in the best place I could share a meal with family and friends, my sister Liz’s house. Granted Kyle’s family wanted him to use their old house but Liz wanted new and closer to family which meant we live in the same neighborhood. Kyle and his family’s business has boomed and add to that the creative nightmare for the competition that Liz is when it comes to clothing and it’s been a prosperous deal all around. My business does well but I never have to buy clothing for my children ever in my life at the rate Kyle’s family business is going. We didn’t even need to drive over here we simply walked up three houses and were at their front door. Greetings exchanged and I find out that while Liz and Kyle are hosting I am treated to a few more surprises.

“You made it,” Heather nearly shouts as she rushes over to us and gives Kori a hug before hugging me,” Ben said you’d be too busy with the apprentice.”

“Never too busy to take a night away from the children and relax,” I state as we make our way into the sitting room.

Yes I learned that there are living rooms but a big enough house has a TV room and a sitting room instead. The latter being a lone room with comfortable seating so we can all talk with minimal distraction. Liz is already entertaining more guests as my family; Lajita and Dalip along with Natsuko enter.

“Hey big brother,” Liz greets me with a hug.

I do a quick take of the room, Ben and Heather on one loveseat but not as close as I would hope for couple married for five years. Ben didn’t join up in my business right away opting for military service. He came back physically whole but he’s been worried about different things that I haven’t had time to ask him about. Thankfully when I approached him with a position and salary paying job he was more than willing to jump all over it. Heather on the other hand is second chair French horn in the Tacoma Symphony Orchestra.

“Hey Kyle where is my niece,” I ask and see him grin a little.

“With the most dangerous babysitter on the planet,” Kyle answers and I chuckle.

I know who he’s talking about, my parents. I could have coordinated the babysitting but take that little two year old girl my sister had from my father now would be like trying to move the Rocky Mountains with a teaspoon.

“Well my girls love being around their cousin so I’ll bring them by sooner than later,” I tell him as he hands me a scotch neat.

Yes I drink but I make it a point to drink responsibly. One we are all within reasonable walking distance from home and two we’re all adults with no children in the immediate area. Add to that if something happens my Father will come over and sober people up quickly. I note Dalip still feels like an outsider but considering he’s been in country for only seven years I can understand his apprehension. Kyle and I have made it our mission to get the man out and let him breathe. Part of the time we have to contend with him being Lajita’s house husband but that is just something that happens.

“I want to thank you Guy for welcoming me into your group of friends,” Dalip tells me privately as everyone is still socializing.

“Dalip you are my friend. I will treat you just like everyone else no matter what,” I tell him and see something is wrong.

“My Lajita says I need to listen to you about handling my business,” He tells me and I look shocked, didn’t know he had a business.

“I will be glad to help, what is the business,” I ask him curious.

“The family business, with my wife… our relations…,” I can see he’s scrambling for words as I almost shoot scotch out of my nose.

“Wait she says you are having trouble with her in the bedroom,” I ask pulling him aside and keeping serious, no joking with an Indian man on sex.

“Well she wants me to get more experience and I finally learned about your shared history,” I never talked about Lajita and my past with him, didn’t see a need to,” I am wondering how to get more experience without her having a direct hand in the situation. I was wondering how you get new women into your bed.”

“Okay wow, I’m honored you’d talk to me about this first but since you know a bit about me and your wife I want you to listen to me carefully. You don’t need to learn from other women how to please your wife, she needs to tell you that herself. You know how to listen and you know how to get the job done, I mean you got two kids right,” I ask getting a smile.

We end that conversation and I discover I need another drink; I need to talk to my old friend about her idea of husband coaching. A new set of voices come into the house and the quietest man I know and his loudmouth sister barrel in with their ginger friend.

“Three of five starting on your Seattle Storm in this bitch,” Tracy yells out and we all cheer with her.

I hug Tracy and Hanna who immediately finds Natsuko and they get right into the usual socializing whenever they are around each other. Isaac is my pride and joy when it comes to employees, granted I have like ten maybe if I wanted to count but Isaac is always there and when he got done with his time in college he was wondering when he finally got to go to work for me. It’s still a shame to me that he hasn’t found a woman yet but he’s young and we’re not cleaning up his messy relationships like in high school so that is a good sign. Tracy on the other hand had a messy divorce last year and at Isaac’s request and against Tracy’s wishes we intervened making sure the asshole ex wasn’t able to get anything that was hers.

“Alright everyone it’s time to eat since you’re taking all my good alcohol now you eat my good food,” Liz says and we all laugh as we head into the dining area.

I start to look around and suddenly realize that Stuart isn’t here, I thought I specifically stated I wanted him around for this. I catch the nearest pair of ears, Rachael and Lajita.

“Ladies where is Stuart,” I ask and Rachael is quick to respond.

“He’s home watching the kids honey,” She tells me trying to leave but I hold her fast.

“Isn’t that why Lajita’s employee is there,” I ask and both of them laugh.

“Guy, Candice is not even remotely qualified to watch my children let alone the twin terrors you have,” Lajita tells me chuckling,” She is there at your wives’ request to help out.”

“Wait a minute, what is she there to help out with,” I ask and now they laugh a little and I start to get it.

Stuart

“You got the boys asleep,” Candice, the babysitter asks exiting the girl’s room.

“Yeah they’re good kids,” I tell her and she nods before we head down the stairs.

It’s not super late but nine at night is late enough for children to be heading to bed, at least they finished the movie they were watching. I start to clean up the mess taking care to make sure Guy’s living room is clear, it’s not my place and I figure it’s the right thing to do. After a small bit of work Candice joins me and taking a small pair of radios out sets them down on the table while we work, I can see their on.

“What’s that,” I ask confused as I move the pizzas to two boxes.

“Child monitors, if they have any problems we’ll be able to hear them and come running,” She tells me with a smile and I nod.

I take out the trash and Candice loads the dishwasher but now we’re at the awkward stage, it’s not either of our place and we’re mostly alone.

“Wanna watch some TV,” She asks and I nod lightly heading back to the living room.

I let her have the remote and pick the show, I realize how much I’ve been out of contact with civilization. I have had nothing but people to speak with for months and now I’m looking at shows that are moderately interesting, I say moderately because women arguing about which girl gets to dance and which doesn’t makes me hope for a mom fight. We’re not five minutes into the show and I can feel something is odd in the room, oh yeah, Candice is watching me not the show.

“So you’re like an intern or something,” she asks curious.

“Something like an apprentice. I couldn’t help myself so Guy and his family are helping me,” I tell her simply.

“Well that’s nice of him but what was so wrong with you that you needed help. I mean you’re not short or ugly, I think you’re kinda cute actually but what was so wrong,”
Candice asks still checking for information.

“Honestly I think I was just sad and pathetic and I looked the part,” I tell her and she looks at me funny,” I didn’t always used to be this thin.”

“Oh no you do not get to pull fat kid status with me, you’re hard bodied and I’m over here eating celery and drinking kale juice to keep weight off,” Candice tells me and we both laugh.

“I worked a farm for almost two months and got down to this from about three hundred pounds,” I tell her and she looks at me with a shocked expression.

“Three hundred? No fucking way, I was like two forty two years ago,” She tells me and now I’m doing a double take.

“What did you do to get the weight off,” I ask and she sighs.

“Nothing easy, I tried everything but then I got to working for Lajita and she helped me along with a few of my coworkers and I got down to my curvy and healthy looking
figure you see before you,” She says and wiggles her hips a little in the seat.

“I know better than to ask, I may be inept with women but I know that much,” I tell her and she laughs lightly.

Talking is good, I like talking with people and Candice is nice. We go over the basics, I’m in college for computers, and she’s an assistant to Lajita’s business and does a bunch of different things. I didn’t travel till Guy came along and she travels whenever she’s needed but get’s a bonus for travel. She lives locally and I am in California.

“So you said you were inept with women but here I am and I like this, you’re sweet,” She says and I pause.

“That’s friend zone language,” I tell her and she gives me the ‘Really’ look,” No shit I’ve heard it before along with the ‘we should hang out’ and ‘you’re a great guy’.”

“Okay I get it but I’m willing to put my money where my mouth is,” Candice says moving over to me on the couch.

And now she’s almost on top of me but when she leans in I don’t move away and she kisses me lightly. I’m a little surprised but I kiss her back and our mouths open a little and I feel her tongue lick my lips a little while she kisses me. Her hands take my face and I just touch her sides with mine as she continues showing me what a great kiss is. Finally after what seems like forever she slows down and leans away from me, I think she’s gauging me before calmly getting up off the couch and leaving the living room. I watch her go to the dining room and pick up the two monitors before she starts to wander the house looking around for a moment and finally looks back at me surprised.

“Okay where is your room,” Candice asks plainly.

“Down the hall first on the right,” I tell her and she starts to move but stops at the door looking at me.

“Okay I’m not a great babysitter but I think a bed would work better if you’re going to strip me naked and make me scream,” Candice informs me as I must look surprised,” Cause there are kids here and they don’t need to see that yet.”

I don’t like running, Guy takes me all week and I don’t like it. I will however run after a giggling blonde woman about my age and I’ll run gladly, thank god she’s not running away from me. We get in the room and once she puts the monitors down on the dresser I have our mouths and bodies collide as the soft kiss from a minute or so ago is now a frantic cry for intimacy. We haven’t moved from the middle of the room but my hands have her ass in them and I lift her up a bit getting a squeal and she bites my lip lightly. We’re fumbling at clothing like it’s a race and as soon as she gets to my underwear I’m a little nervous, Natsuko called it a monster but she’s a little Asian woman and she was being a bitch. Now I have Candice at the moment of truth and opt to back her onto my bed and pull her panties, a pink bikini cut, off and remember a bit of Lin’s instruction. I take my time licking and playing with her clit only to find that she’s already wet and more eager than I am it seems. She’s giggling a little as I lick her slit but when I put a finger in she stops giggling and moans at me.

“I want to play too,” She pleads and I realize I’m in control.

“I would rather have it last as long as it can, I don’t know if I’m going to get this lucky again anytime soon,” I tell her and she smiles at me lightly.

I move back in and lick a little more as I feel her fingers stroking my hair and pull my briefs down with my free hand before kicking them to the floor. I try to move back in with my mouth but Candice has other ideas and shifts her body while pulling at me so that I’m almost on top of her. Before I can reconsider what is happening she pulls my hips with her hands and I’m pressing inside her pussy, and oh my god she’s hot. I think my dick is melting but damn this is good, she pulls me tighter to get more in but I’m not super sized but the shocked and pained expression Candice has on her face makes me feel better and I start thrusting in and out of her slowly taking my time and resting my weight on my elbows over her. She kisses me with intensity as I press my hips against hers and feel her squirm to get me deeper even though it’s not possible but I’d like it if I could. She’s rolling her hips against mine and I’m so excited I can feel my body tense and my balls boiling. I try to slow down a little and as I feel Candice clamp down on me a little.

“Oh God I’m gonna cum,” I tell her and she goes from enjoying it to serious.

“Pull out now, back up and lean back on your knees,” She tells me with more authority than I’ve heard from her all night.

I do what she says a little shocked and put off, after Natsuko ‘using’ me I have reason to be. I however am very wrong about what is happening once I’m out and on my knees Candice sits up then gets on all fours facing me and starts sucking me off with a renewed vigor.

“Oh fuck Candice I’m gonna cum,” I groan and feel something new.

Candice doesn’t back off of me as much as keep the last two inches of me in her mouth and start jacking me off so that when I cum I do so right in her mouth. My toes curl and I think I could have blacked out for a microsecond but when my vision clears she’s sitting up in front of me and smiles before opening her mouth and showing me everything my balls had to give before letting me see her swallow it. I’m deflating and I feel my cock twitch at the sight of her not only wanting to take me but swallowing it without me saying anything. I’ve never said anything before when a female did or didn’t but this was great, she wanted to. I’m so distracted by my own personal triumph that I almost don’t notice Candice lowering herself as she takes me back in her mouth.

“Candice I’m think I’m spent,” I tell her and she looks up at me.

“Are you really spent or are you just quitting,” She asks me and now I’m a little confused and she’s got my back up,” I was cumming when you were and I wanted to taste you first. Now that we got the nice one out of the way how about you let me get that bad boy hard and you can fuck me so that I’m screaming like a bad babysitter.”

Granite, diamonds, calculus in Swahili. All these things are soft compared to how hard Candice is making me with her words. She wants to do me again and she’s not one for waiting, and with her sucking me with enthusiasm I don’t want to wait either. I pull her mouth off my cock and she starts to roll onto her back but I stop her and turn her around on her hands and knees before moving up behind her and resting my head at the opening to her pussy. Candice giggles a little as I almost enter her but when I grab her hips tightly and slam the whole length of me inside her the giggles are gone and the grunting is there. I’m feeling pretty good and she’s really hot as I pound into her hard and deep letting the sound of my hips hitting her ass fill the room. For her part Candice is moaning low and long while I give her the fucking she deserves. I’m hitting my stride when I get a little crazy, I reach my hand from her hip up and grab a handful of her not originally blonde hair and pull her head back pounding her harder and faster.

“Oh fuck me Stuart, fuck me like a bitch,” Candice groans and I pull harder.

“I want you to cum for me, I want you to tell me that your cumming and then I’ll cum inside your pussy and you’ll like it,” I tell her firmly, for me this is crazy.

“I’m on the pill so you can dump that baby juice in me anytime big man,” Candice says turning her head to face me,” Or do you think you can get me pregnant anyway, want to try Stuart? Prove you’re a superman and beat the one percent odds?”

“Oh god you are so fucking wrong and hot,” I moan feeling my balls tighten for the second time.

“And I’m your woman right now, fuck me harder please. I need it Stuart,” Candice begs me in a loud pleading moan.

Candice’s arms collapse and her chest is resting on the bed, I let go of her hair but don’t stop my hips. Now at this angle I’m able to fuck her harder and deeper while she grabs my pillow and squeals for me.

“I’m cumming Stuart, I’m cumming all over your cock,” Candice moans before burying her face in the pillow and screaming a little.

I came pretty good earlier but now I’m fucking Niagara Falls of semen out my dick and into Candice. I pray her birth control is top of the line because cheap knock off pills would not cut it for this. I collapse onto her back and we flatten out on the bed with me falling out of her and both of us panting hard. I keep my weight off her before rolling to my side and watch as Candice staggers off my bed and grabs a dirty towel from the hamper before cleaning herself up.

“You mister made a mess,” she tells me and even in the low light of the night I can see her smile.

“We made a mess,” I tell her and she smiles before surprising me again.

Candice drops the towel back in the bin and crawls back on the bed but not to sleep, I am amazed as she once again takes me in her mouth and starts to suck on me. It feels almost too much and as I’m about to beg her off she stops and moves so that we’re lying face to face. I give her another soft kiss and she licks my lips again before we curl up with me spooning around her and for the first time in forever I feel amazing.

“We’re in so much trouble,” Candice giggles in the dark.

“What did we do wrong,” I ask a little confused and tired.

“I’m not supposed to be having sex on the job,” She tells me and I freeze, Lajita told her no,” I can go sleep on the couch but I don’t wan to move. Should I go anyway?”

“No, fuck it. You like me and I like you. It’s not love but the kids are fine and we’re being responsible and if your boss doesn’t like it then she can deal with it,” I tell her and watch as she shifts to face me a little.

“What about your boss,” Candice asks a little concerned.

“He’ll either like it or he’ll tell me what I did wrong. Either way we did it, it’s done and now we get to sleep in a peaceful and relaxed mood,” I tell her calmly but inside I’m a little concerned.

She falls asleep quickly and I almost follow her but something nags at me, what if Guy doesn’t like what we did and get’s pissed? What do I do then, ask for forgiveness? And his wife Rachael trusted me to be the responsible one, how do I face that?

Warm sunshine through the cracks in the curtain, soft warm woman in the bed with me, this is good but I feel like I’m missing something. Oh yeah, I’m not up at the ass crack of dawn running. I smile when it occurs to me, why am I not running right now? I start to panic a little when Candice shifts a little and rolls over to see me.

“Morning sleepy, think we should face the music,” She asks quietly and I nod.

We get up and dress ourselves before quietly heading into the rest of the house. It doesn’t take long before I hear someone clearing their throat and see women in the living room, women meaning all of Guy’s wives and Lajita. They’re sitting around the room but the one who is looking at us the hardest is Lajita but it doesn’t seem like anger.

“Come in and sit down both of you,” I hear Mrs. Kori tell us.

We get seated on the love seat together at either ends like we’re about to be scolded when all eyes turn to Candice. I look to her and see no fear before the questions start, just not the ones I was expecting.

“So how was he last night,” Mrs. Lajita asks in a calm tone,” How far back are his problems?”

“Honestly not too far back, he’s got an honest and sweet nature about him that was good but he’s afraid of being turned down so I had to initiate,” Candice explains and now I’m confused.

“So he needs confidence, how were his skills,” Mrs. Lajita asks and now I’m feeling embarrassed.

“Honestly he was a five out of ten, he kisses great but he’s afraid of a girl seeing his penis when he doesn’t have a reason. He’s not small maybe 7 ½ inches but he’s pretty thick. It was good once he got going then I he was going to orgasm too early so I finished him off orally,” Candice says embarrassing me to the newest level of shame.

All the women in the room are looking at me and it’s like they’re taking fucking notes, it’s my sex life not a project they can figure out. Okay so I’m a five but she was enjoying me last night. The look on my face has to speak volumes to my hurt and offended mood when Candice keeps talking.

“But then I have to say he was an eight out of ten,” and that causes all the women to pause and assess Candice and not me.

“Okay how does he go from a five out of ten to eight out of ten in a couple hours,” Mrs. Imelda asks being very pointed in her question.

“Honestly he got comfortable, I got done with him and he started getting hard a little so I did more oral to him and then he took charge. I was on my hands and knees at first but we were verbally engaging each other and while he didn’t spank me there was good hair pulling till he buried my face in the pillow and came inside me,” Candice reveals the second half of our time together and now I’m going to die.

“So when he was able to find his comfort zone with you he performed well, and you orgasmed,” Mrs. Lajita asks and I see the device in her hands, she is taking notes.

“Oh yes, it was very good. I thought he’d be able to the first time but he more than made up for it the second time. He’s a little slow to start but he has passion and that really helps. I am going to say for our first time if I wasn’t assessing him I’d date him,” Candice informs the room and I’m so confused I don’t know what I want.

“Stuart you look like you’re running the gauntlet of emotions right now so I want you to calm down for a second and look at the women in this room,” Rachael says and I look around,” We’re not here to mock you. We take this very seriously and a big part of your existing problem stems from your lack of sexual activity and your doubts about your own prowess.”

I look at the women assembled and see Mrs. Rachael isn’t lying to me. All of them, save for Lajita, have very concerned looks but they aren’t critical or mocking. Mrs. Lajita however is going through some major writing on her tablet and I wonder how much more surprise assessments I’m going to be hit with.

“Okay so why lie to me,” I ask and that’s where Lajita stops taking notes to address me.

“And have you treat it like a test, life is not a test and neither is lovemaking. You get better with instruction and practice but if you go in just trying to impress you make yourself a fool and you lose all your feelings with the person. You needed to be yourself so that we could figure out what to do and I can now work on things for you to study and read,” Mrs. Lajita says and I’m feeling a bit spent already.

I don’t make a scene mind you; I’m not running away in a huff. I just stand up and calmly walk back to my room. I can hear the women talking behind me but right now I need my own thoughts and all of them say the same thing, WHAT THE FUCK!? A sex test? Did they get a hooker? Are they going to parade my sex life around to dissect it so that they can figure out why little Stewie can seem to get a woman off the first time? I’m pacing my room when a light knock at the door stops me and I calmly open it to find Candice on the other side.

“Can I come in please,” She asks and I realize I can say no.

“Sure, might as well,” I say letting her in.

She moves to the bed and sits down as I’m standing there. I can tell she’s looking at me like she’s waiting for something and finally I sit down on the bed. We’re facing each other and completely on the bed as I’m wondering what she’s here to test now.

“You’re feelings are hurt by the test,” She tells me more than asks.

“Well at least you figured it out,” I reply feeling a little bitter.

“Hey you want the truth; I was fat two years ago. I was also failing miserably at my culinary classes. I hated who I was and when the group of us trainers, we’re actually trainers and licensed, were asked to do some work for Lajita pro bono I was the first one to volunteer,” Candice tells me with soft honesty.

“Why take up training men how to have sex? And why me,” I ask and she scowls at my failing confidence.

“Because of everything we talked about last night, you weren’t a picture. There was detail and when they told us you went through the weight loss and were worried about your confidence I wanted to be here because I was there too. I would have loved to tell you that I was here to see what problems you were having but you needed to feel comfortable and aside from you drinking around children keeping it a secret was the best way,” She tells me with a light smile.

“Yeah except now I feel like a monkey in a cage,” I tell her leaning back against the head of the bed.

“Okay so now let me ask you a question,” Candice starts and I wait patiently,” Did I lie about myself to you last night? I’m not talking about keeping things from you I mean lie about myself?”

“It didn’t feel that way,” I reply quietly.

“Stuart I have been honest about everything we did and now I’m giving you the last bit. I enjoyed it, the talking and playing with the kids too. I usually don’t know what to do with kids but you had a plan and it worked. All that had me feeling all womanly towards you by the time we went to bed. Yes I guided our conversation but you wouldn’t have touched me if I didn’t make the first move and I was hot for you so bad you could have gone after me on the couch and I would have liked it,” She says and I look at her funny.

“I could have just done you right there no problems,” I ask and she nods.

“Stuart I wanted to be the one to help you because we have had some similar problems but attraction isn’t something we can fake. Then the biggest thing that I told them that you need to hear is that after everything all the hot sex when we slept you held me. That made things so much better for me and sometimes training people isn’t fun and sexy, it’s boring and makes you want to vomit,” Candice states with emphasis crawling up next to me and moving in to be held,” I enjoyed last night and when we do it again I’ll enjoy that too. Granted I have some things to show you but you’ll get better and better and if an eight the second time left me with a smile then I think we can get you to an eight the first time.”

“Wait you’re coming back to have sex with me again,” I ask and she nods.

“I don’t have to but your nice and you need someone nice to show you these things,” Candice tells me and finally looks me in my eyes,” Unless you want to try to find someone else?”

Okay I have a volunteer trainer that likes me and wants to show me more about sex. I like her is the big thing, I don’t know love but she’s nice to me and she could have been a lot more like a teacher out in the living room but she came in here to check on me. That says something right? I think it does anyway. I will have to speak with Guy on the subject, pop quiz with an orgasm isn’t something I expected or even thought I could comprehend.

The next few hours pass quietly with Candice talking to me in the room and finally we rejoin the rest of the house as the women are talking about subjects not related to my sex life. Eating leftover pizza and listening as the women discuss businesses I finally ask the burning question.

“How do you have women to train men in sex? Are you a pimp or something,” I ask Lajita and the laughter that follows is deafening.

“I am not something as crude as a pimp or madam my dear boy,” Mrs. Lajita says calming her laughter.

“There are books on sex but this woman has rewritten them to help people like you and worse,” Mrs. Kori says getting up from the table.

I sit and wait as she comes back with not one or two but three thick hard back books all about the subject of sex and intimacy in the modern world. All of them written by Lajita who I now should be calling Dr. and not Mrs.

“Wait you’re a sex therapist,” I ask and she nods,” So I’m getting professional help with my skills in sex. I’m not sure that is a good thing or bad thing.”

“Stuart I’ve known you the longest and let me tell you that most guys the first time aren’t a five let alone an eight the second time. Granted you two are compatible as all fuck but a five isn’t nothing to look down on the first time,” Mrs. Katy tells me with her brash honesty,” And like all of us have said we’re here to help you get better.”

“Stu we’ve all seen pictures of the bitches. It’s not hard Jun is a computer nut and we don’t want you pining after them, we want them begging to be hanging off the end of your dick,” Mrs. Kori tells me with a firm tone,” I mean gagging on it like a monkey on an elephant’s trunk.”

And the whole room busts out in laughter and the women tell Mrs. Kori how ‘bad’ she is but I think about it and maybe they’re right. I’m smart and underappreciated, I should have them coming after me now and not chasing them like I was. We’re all greeted by the sound of screaming children as they come tearing through the house and proceed to tell their mothers about the fun they had out with their Daddy. Candice packs up her things and starts to leave with Dr. Lajita but not before I get a kiss and told that we’ll be seeing each other very soon. It’s barely three in the afternoon as I see Guy head up stairs after whispering something to Katy who grabs me by the arm and leads me back to my room.

“Back of the closet in the white bag, shower first and put it on after that come see me and I’ll do something about your hair,” Mrs. Katy tells me and now I’m interested in what’s happening.

I follow Katy’s instructions and find a black suit with white shirt and tie; I think the color is lavender. I look at the label and see the tie is silk like the lining of the coat. I am dressed up as best I can be considering I’ve never worn a suit before and exit my room. I’m at the living room with enough time to be pulled by Mrs. Katy who has hair care products and tools, a lot of them. I don’t know what she’s doing to my head but when she’s done my mop of brown hair that I’ve grown over the months is styled straight back on my head and covered in gel and crap so that it won’t move save for a wind storm. Guy joins me in a black suit with red tie that looks as expensive as mine.

“We’ll be going with Ben and Isaac today, Ben is on the clock and Isaac is en route,” Guy tells his wives and I guess me.

“Okay are you taken care of with hardware,” Mrs. Katy asks and now I’m wondering what we’re doing for computers?

“Ben is on that, and I’ll be taking my car,” He tells the wives and they all look at him like he’s insane.

I watch as he hugs his wives before motioning me out to the garage after him. I step inside and that’s when I take notice that there are few vehicles in here that I’ve never seen before since the SUV’s I’m usually driven around in are parked out front but these I’m guessing are special. We pass the obvious bikes, three speed bikes and one scary as hell heavy bike to stop at a car under a tarp.

“The wives make me keep it under the tarp because they want a chance to talk me out of driving her,” he tells me pulling it back to show me some black and red monster,” 1967 Ford Mustang Shelby GT 500, I’ve taken her out a couple times in the past year but every time I seem to make my wives nervous.”

I’m standing in the garage with Guy and a legend; well I think it’s a legend since I’m not a big car guy. We hop in and the car and exit out the back to the drive way slowly and down to the street where Guy stops and puts the car in park. I watch as he puts on gloves and sunglasses before dialing up some music on his system. Hard guitar riffs start and I can feel the engine as he’s getting ready for something when a man’s voice comes out the radio screaming 1-2-3-4 and Guy guns the engine flying down the road and nearly causing me to shit my pants. I have my seat belt on and the handle of my door in my hand as he drives like a mad man screaming down the road.

“Sir we’re going a little fast,” I scream and see him smiling,” And we’re taking these turns awfully close.”

“Yes Stuart, yes we are,” is his reply to me as we continue our trip to the hospital, because we’re going to die in a car crash.

After what could have been years off my life we pull into a parking garage and Guy is smiling as he exits his car. I peel myself out of the seat to find Mr. Ben and Mr. Isaac standing next to a truck and a Porsche.

“Did you tell your wives you were taking the mistress out today,” Isaac asks Guy laughing.

“Not till about four minutes before we exited the driveway,” He tells them chuckling.

“Sir on a serious note he’s in his office now, one secretary but it’s a community office. People coming in and busting down a door there aren’t going to go unnoticed,” Ben tells Guy and that’s when I see the guns.

Pistols really but Guy and his employees are all arming up and then I realize that nobody has handed me one yet. They get done and we start to leave when Guy looks at me like something is off.

“Stuart will be in the room with me, he keeps asking about business and this should be a good introduction. Just follow my lead Stuart and remember if you don’t have a gun use what you have,” Guy tells me as we walk up to an office building.

We get inside and take the elevator up except for Ben who stops at the lobby and sit down. Up to the third floor and out the elevator we stop at a secretaries desk, a middle aged black woman that Isaac steps behind the desk and she starts to get mad.

“Hey beautiful, what are they doing keeping you behind this desk all day,” Isaac says to the secretary as I follow Guy and we keep walking.

We’re moving down the hall with a purpose and once we’re at the office door of one Mr. Barton, Private Investigator. Guy doesn’t knock on the door he walks in to a confused man, the same one I grabbed from taking pictures of Guy’s kids in the park.

“Excuse me but you don’t have an appointment,” Mr. Barton says as we enter and I close the door behind us.

“And you taking pictures of my home and family didn’t have any sense so let’s cut to the chase Linus. Who hired you,” Guy asks moving in front of the man’s desk and standing over him as Mr. Barton still seated.

“Look Mr. Donnelly I’m not going to pretend to explain my work to you but I will not be threatened by you or your employees,” Mr. Barton says as I come around the desk and back him up away from it.

“There are two ways this goes down Linus, one you give me the information that you have on your client and I decide how I’m going to handle them,” Guy says before
looking to me then back to Mr. Barton,” Or you’re going to give me the information and some of your teeth.”

“I am not someone you can just walk in and bul--,” I stop him by grabbing his head and mouth in each hand and hold his face tight.

“Sir do you have a pair of pliers so I can get one of his molars,” I ask Guy who starts chuckling.

“I didn’t think to bring tools for a long term engagement but why not just punch him till they fly out,” Guy replies to me chuckling.

Mr. Barton starts struggling against me but I’m a lot stronger and finally Guy waves me off of him and I allow him to move taking my hands off his head but I don’t back off.

“Mr. Donnelly I was asked to get information about you and I can give you all of what I have but telling you who hired me is against policy,” Mr. Barton tells my mentor as Guy simply smiles at him.

“Yeah and that would work great but you do research on your own clients when they put you onto a job that might get you in trouble and you keep all that on your computer,” I hear a voice come out of his speakers I recognize,” Yeah you’re being hacked and now that I have everything maybe you should ask about some sort of payment for the work you’ve been doing for us.”

“What the hell?! Who is that? What have you done,” Mr. Barton exclaims now very upset.

“I put a wireless tap into your computer while we’ve been talking my friend has been digging into every file you have. Tell me which one is the one that put you onto me and not only will we leave all your other files alone I will pay you for the information you’ve gathered,” Guy tells him sitting down in a chair and motion for me to back off.

“It’s the file named Mrs. Montgomery, she’s the one who hired me,” Mr. Barton tells us and I can almost hear his spirit breaking.

“Boss we have a winner, your information is pulled and I’ll have the file in your home PC with some additions before the end of the day if needed,” Jun says over the box.

“Take your time Jun and forward five K to Mr. Barton, he’s having a pretty bad day,” Guy says and I hear the speakers shut off on his computer.

“This will kill my reputation,” he says and Guy laughs.

“You have a reputation for being cheap and not very subtle, I’d take some time to figure out how to employ some stealth and subterfuge when you start taking pictures of someone like me,” Guy informs him as we exit the office.

We start to pass the secretary desk and see her smiling at Isaac and they exchange numbers before the three of us get to the elevator and head down stairs. We meet up with Ben and are back at the parking garage where they put their weapons away and finally they all look at me.

“Well Stuart explain yourself,” Guy says and now I’m regretting grabbing Mr. Barton.

“You were threatening him sir and I figured you wanted me there to do something other than stand and look like a goon in a suit,” I tell him and all of them smile.

“What exactly did he do,” Isaac asks Guy still smiling.

“I told Linus that we’d take his teeth if he didn’t start giving us the information and Stuart grabbed him by the head and asked for pliers,” Guy says and now the three of them are chuckling.

“Wait I didn’t do anything wrong,” I ask confused.

“I’d say you did something right,” Ben says heading towards his truck.

“I agree,” Isaac says heading to the Porsche.

I follow Guy and we get into his car aka the machine that makes me nearly shit my pant. We sit and watch the rest of them leave before Guy backs out of the parking spot and takes us out on the road at a more reasonable pace.

“So that was good back there, you took it upon yourself to get involved in the situation and you backed up what I was saying with action,” Guy tells me as we head towards his home.

“I figured you wanted me there for a reason so I just did something,” I reply watching him as he drives.

“I wanted you there to see how you’d react. Instead of just standing there and watching you participated, doesn’t sound like Stuart from a few months ago does it,” He says and I nod,” Well I know a few women who will be proud to hear it, now let’s see what my mistress can do on the way home.”

The rest of the trip home is one that reminds me that adult diapers are not just for old people as Guy spends his time proving that I can be scared shitless.

Guy: That Evening

I am sitting in my office reading over the file that Jun has, the Beatrice Montgomery is not someone I’ve worked for or on before so why is she looking me up. Her financials are currently crap from what Jun has shown me she’s a mother of two and was recently employed with Jenkins Lumber out of Oregon.

“Okay so Jun my brother explain to me what you think because I’m not coming up with anything on this woman other than a black woman who used to work at a lumber conglomerate of sorts,” I tell Jun who has been video conferencing with me for the last hour.

“Well that’s where things went into my territory Guy, she’s been railroaded out of her position by her now ex boyfriend and he’s got a man with computers on his side that changed documents to make her look incompetent so that they wouldn’t let her back in,” Jun tells me plainly reading,” Honestly I think she’s violating our standard policy of don’t call us we’ll call you.”

“A client, what is she going to pay me with,” I reply scoffing.

“Thing is her ex wants to cut the company apart for fast cash and be done. She’s looking at saving jobs and the business. I mean we can invite her up and see what she has to say but if we go after them you need to handle his computer man in the real first then let me push things through to put her back in her spot,” Jun tells me and I nod.

“Biggest problem Jun is we don’t advertise, someone broke policy and told her otherwise she would never have got this close and it’s my children in photos. One way or the other I’m going to make her uncomfortable first then she can tell me the truth. Make arrangements for a week from now, I think we need to sit down in her home and see how she likes an invasion of privacy,” I tell Jun who shakes his head at me chuckling.

“Okay but why wait a week,” Jun asks plainly.

“I’m still working on Stuart and after the sex test my wives told me about after the fact I want to make sure he’s doing alright before leaving him to Katy and Imelda to work on his form. I’m just trying to make sure he comes along without too many bumps,” I tell my friend before we sign off.

Stuart did good today, need to get him to show some real aggression on his own but he’s not doing poorly. I review the information on Mrs. Montgomery; hope you have some good answers lady because I don’t like people getting close to my family without knowing their motives.

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