Crossing the Rubicon Ch. 12

Whilst this works as a stand alone story, reading the earlier chapters will give you better context. In case you can't be bothered with all the previous 48k words, here is a synopsis for you:

Rune, the runt of the family, and only son, grew up with four over achieving sisters and, shunned by his parents and siblings, lived the life of a loner, dressed in his sister's feminine 'hand me downs'. He was befriended by Becca, a hot soccer player, at College. She discovered he had a pair of his sister's underwear and encouraged him to live the life he wants to live, dressed as a woman, something Becca, and 'her' landlords, finds a huge turn on. Along the way Rune's had an interludes with Becca, nights out with her team and a dirty weekend away with her landlords and lost her anal cherry to one of Becca's team mates. Add to that she's helped pick out outfits for Becca to go on dates and Becca has returned to her apartment after each event, having 'her' clean her up.

And remember, this is not real life. It is just a story folks. Any resemblance to anyone, anything and anyplace is purely coincidental.

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Summer had tried its best to hang on, but the warm days and nights had slowly been turned cool by inevitable change of season. Whilst there had been a lot of leaf fall for some time, the weather had remained unseasonably warm. Suddenly the real fall had arrived and things were starting to feel very different as the second half of November hit. The mornings were invigoratingly brisk and the evenings chilly, and laced with the scent of wood smoke, and the fashions around campus had moved to suit the times.

Hoodies and baggy sweatpants, blazers over oversized sweaters and baggy jeans, leather jackets and miniskirts over tights and tees, puffer vests matched with almost anything, one could see it all, and in all manner or colors and textures, in the space of a lecture or two.

And I had just finished my second for the day when a voice called me from behind.

"Hey Rune. How goes it stranger?"

It was Killian, all dimples and smiles, her brown eyes wide and clear. She was dressed in a vintage oversized grey Old Navy sweater, faded jeans and black boots with a heel. She closed the gap between us and moved in for a hug. I initially hesitated and she picked up on my vibe, but then I moved somewhat awkwardly into her embrace. The pleasant smell of lemongrass enveloped me as we hugged closely followed by the much recalled image of her ass cheeks from earlier in the semester.

"You heading for snacks?" she asked, as she the hold she had on me and pulled back slightly.

"Absolutely, Killian. You hungry too?" I asked as we started off towards the food hall.

She nodded.

"No Becca today?" She inquired. "You guys have seemed inseparable the last few weeks."

"Nah, she had some soccer meeting. You've seen us?"

"I haven't changed my schedule Rune. I've seen you pretty regularly, like always, but you've been so focused on her that you haven't seen me." At that Killian punched me on the arm. "Anyhow, what's up with the collar?"

"I'll tell you over some nachos, or wings. Your call." I said.

"You had me at nachos," she said, with a wide smile and fluttering eyelids.

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"Holy shit that's crazy," she said as she used her last corn chip to scratch away at some dried melted cheese on her plate.

I had just filled her in on the events since we had last talked. I was going to censor a few things, but Killian had joined a few dots and pressed for details, so I ended up spilling it all. It had been quite a list: the threesome with Becca and Simone, the weird interlude with Stella, Becca accusing me of being untruthful / unfaithful, the 'collaring', Halloween and the drugging, and then the constant time spent with Becca and her invite to Thanksgiving with her family.

"So you are okay walking around with that collar on?"

I reflectively touched the ring that dropped down from the center of the pink collar.

"I've grown used to it. She felt like she needed to assert more control over me, and she did. So far I haven't really had any issues with it. Look, I know on one level it is weird, but it has brought us closer together."

"So Halloween? Did anyone else discover your secret?"

I shook my head. "I don't think so. Most of the girls still treat me with a bit of contempt, but no one has said or done anything to suggest that my appendage is common knowledge."

I couldn't bring myself to tell her about my failure to ask about my sore ass in the days afterwards.

It was then my turn to ask questions.

I asked about her recovery and her family and why she wasn't at the soccer meeting with Becca.

"That meeting was about next year's program. My soccer days are over Rune. I seniored out remember."

"I like the vintage sweater Killian. I didn't pick you as the Old Navy type."

"It was my dad's originally. Mom claimed it as hers pretty early on when they started dating. I stole it from her and claimed it as mine years ago. She gets all nostalgic when she sees me in it, but also reminds me she had latched onto my dad by the time she was a freshman and I haven't done the same." She pulled at the hem. "I'm not sure they make them like this anymore."

I smiled and said, "That's a sweet story," and then went in for one of my last corn chips.

She used her napkin to wipe at the corner of her mouth and then looked at me, her smile dimming for a fraction of a second.

"Killian? What?" I asked.

She looked down for a second and then looked at me straight in the eyes.

"You hurt me with that last text exchange Rune. I know it sounds silly, as we only just struck up a... friendship... and I get it, Becca is possessive and you two are inseparable of late, but I thought you'd at least drop by, or catch up in passing, or something. I have just felt a little ghosted."

I didn't know what to say. I just sat there, processing. Eventually I just said "Sorry."

We sat there in continued silence, looking at each other. I didn't know what else to do or say. So I said nothing.

After what seemed like an eternity, Killian's eyes darted to my left and her hand rose and pointed. "Becca."

I turned and looked.

Nothing.

Puzzled, I turned back to face Killian. She was smiling like the cat that caught the canary and held a loaded corn chip in her hand. I looked down and my plate was bare. I looked up in time to see the chip and jalapeno pass between those beautiful lips. That was my last chip. I had saved it to be my final tasty morsel. Now it was naught but a smile on the girl across the table.

"You'll pay for that!" I cursed.

She used the napkin on her mouth corner again, stood and picked up her bag.

"I mean it though. Don't be no ghost Rune. Come and hang out and play Skyrim," she said and then turned and headed for the door.

"That jalapeno was reserved you know." I said.

All I got in response was her left hand showing me the bird.

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I studied in the library a while after my last class and then walked home. The late afternoon was a tapestry of long shadows and golden hues and the air was hinting at the chilly night to come.

By the time I rounded the corner of the last block I was famished and looking forward to just chilling for the evening. I made it to the door to my cellar apartment just as Becca pulled up with Simone riding shotgun.

They got out and made a show of the pizza, beers and small backpack they had with them. "There goes the quiet night' I thought to myself.

"So why beer?" I asked as we destroyed the pepperoni pie that had been in the top box, leaving the dessert calzone in the bottom box alone for the moment.

Simone answered. "That was my call. I'm just sick of bubbles and cocktails of late."

I moved to the heating controller, turned it up a touch and took a swig, and smiled. I somehow thought that we might be naked soon. There was no point in being cold as we did whatever else was about to be done.

She took a long pull from her bottle and then, setting the bottle down on the table, looked at Becca and then at me.

"You know Rune, I think I said that after the soccer season finished, I was going to destroy your ass." She said. "So here's what is going to happen. Becca and I are going to drink some more and have a little dessert. You are going to go clean yourself out and up for me. I want to see you looking real pretty."

She reached for her backpack and came out with a package and a shoebox.

"Here," she said. "I thought I'd help out by providing what I thought you'd look pretty in. Now go and prep. I want to really go to town on you fresh, clean and pretty little ass."

I looked at Becca and she tilted her head towards my bathroom. "You heard Simone, go!"

I turned and headed for the room, a little nervous but tingling at the thought of what was to come. By the time I made it past the bathroom door my cock was straining in its tucked position.

After dealing with the clean out, and applying an initial shot of anal lube, I dried myself and started with the clean up. Hair done, with a light makeup application, I fumbled with the package and eventually got it open. I slid a hand and retrieved a scalloped shelf bra in the same hot pink color as my collar. This was followed by a matching high waisted boy leg panties with an open back. I went into again and came out with a clear plastic sleeve which contained thigh high stockings, again in matching pink.

My erection was rock hard as I pulled the panties up. It took me a second to realized that the high waist cut had been chosen to contain my erection in front of me rather than in my usual tucked position. I adjusted the bra in position and tweaked at my artificial nipples. It didn't matter that the sensation was less than would have been the case if they had been real breasts, as the sight of me in the mirror doing so caused me to moan.

I slowly and carefully pulled on the stockings, taking extra care not to tear or run the delicate fabric. Simone hadn't gone cheap with these. They were not some cheap temu item.

I took another look in the mirror. I was a vision in hot pink. I turned left and right, admiring the scene from all angles, and making a few minor adjustments in the process.

I searched my bathroom drawer for a lipstick that would do justice to the outfit. I didn't quite have a hot pink but knew there was a pink pastel in there somewhere that would have to do. Once that was applied I spritzed myself with some perfume, including a light hint around my ankles.

Opening the shoe box, I found a pair of transparent high heels on a three inch platform and long straps.

I fastened these around my ankles and took another long look in the mirror and drank in the sight. The shoes had me pitching forward, putting my breasts on even greater display and pushing my ass out on a cute angle. I moaned at the sight and allowed myself a moment to revel in the feel of my hands on my breasts and body. My cock twitching under the fabric of my panties as I did so.

I opened the door with enough force to ensure that Becca and Simone would hear it but did not go out to them. I let them wait for a 10 count and then sauntered out into my bedroom and looked out into the kitchen.

Simone was standing by the table wearing nothing but a flesh colored 8 inch strap on and a smile. Becca sat in her chair, wearing a sports bra and cotton thong.

Simone gave me a twirl around signal and I complied. "Now that's what I've been picturing," she said. "But you look even more fucking delicious in real life." She pointed to her plastic cock and demanded I pay it the attention that it warranted.

I slowly strode the eight or so steps to her and knelt at her feet and looked up at her.

Without breaking eye contact, I crept my hand up the inside of her thigh. She took a sharp breath and trembled slightly at my touch. I reached out and wrapped my fingers around her member. It had a certain give to it. It felt good in my hand.

I rose up so I could spit down on its head and then stroked it gently whilst lowering my mouth to its bulbous head. Both Simone and Becca groaned, almost in unison.

Their sounds heightened my arousal. I had power in that moment, and that thought excited me. I felt my hardened member pulse.

I licked my lips. Simone gasped as my other hand climbed up her thigh and brushed at the point where her flesh met harness met the harness. I leaned forward, extended my tongue, and licked the underside of her cock from near where my hand was to the tip.

"Fuck that looks hot," rasped Becca.

I went back to the start and repeated the move but this time stopped at the apogee of my actions, with just the tip of my tongue on the slit of her cock and stared into Simone's eyes without saying a word. She gulped.

I then leaned forward again and, keeping my eyes locked on hers, wrapped my mouth around her hardness and moaned slightly. Simone sighed in pleasure.

I moved my hands around to her ass cheeks and pulled her into me and lowered my eyes and went to work. I started bobbing my head, slowly at first, then faster. I moved a hand back to grasp the base of the cock and jerking at it whilst swirling my tongue around the top half. My other hand started busily fondling her ass.

Becca moaned again. I shot a look in her direction and she had one hand inside her bra and the other down the front of her thong, her legs spread wide.

Simone gently put her hands on my head, not pushing or grabbing at me, just holding me and moving with my motions. I licked around her tip and down her shaft, making sure to trace every lump, curve and vein.

Every move we made heightened my own pleasure levels and caused me to work harder. I was thriving on the thought of the pleasure I was giving both of them and the feelings that were rising within me.

I was so fucking hot that I was turning these two fuckable fit babes on. That thought turned me on and continued the feeling loop that had me running on natural endorphins. I heard myself moaning more and more.

Eventually Simone's hands became assertive and guided me off her cock and onto my feet. I kissed at her flat belly and amazing tits as I rose, earning more than one moan from her.

She then spun me round and pushed me to the end of the bed and had me bend at the waist, legs spread, with my head and shoulders down on the sheets.

I thought of Stella and wondered if she might be on the other side of the wall.

"So are you going to fuck me now or what?" I asked, a little loudly.

Simone replied non verbally by spitting on the head of her cock and then grabbing my hips and spitting down into my ass crack. She then adjusted her angles and placed the head of her member against my asshole.

"This answer your question?" she said as she rammed into me.

I moaned loudly and let out an "Ohhhh fuck," my hands grasping at the sheets as she began ploughing into me.

Becca let out a "Jesus Simone," as I was hammered into.

Simone kept going, and going. I had to adjust my legs now and then to reposition my ass due to the force of her assault. At the end of each stroke I was feeling my insides move and at the height of her pull back I could feel her bulbous head testing the strength of my anal lips.

I was moaning, with deep guttural moans that reflected the pleasure and pain she was bringing me. Simone was dirty talking and breathing heavily as she did so. Becca just kept swearing at us. I couldn't see her but I could hear here fingers hammering into her sopping wet folds as she watched us.

Just as I thought I would take that last step from intense pleasure to orgasm, Simone pushed herself off and out of me and I immediately felt totally empty.

"Get on you back, bitch," Simone commanded.

I immediately felt relief in my hands as I let go of the sheets and my legs appreciated the change in position as I shifted. I hadn't realized the strain they had been put under by the heels and the force being applied to them.

Simone was covered in a film of sweat and had a look of lust in her eyes. She moved to my bedside table and located some lube in the top drawer and added some to her cock. She then moved to between my legs and pulled my knees up for me to grab. I pulled back on them, lifting my ass up.

The front of my panties sported a large wet spot and my hardness was clearly visible through the vibrant pink material. Simone squirted some lube on my rosebud and ran a finger through the liquid and into me, the intrusion a pleasurable feeling after the emptiness of the last minute or so. I thought she would ram back into me but she stepped back and drank me in.

"Holy shit you look fucking hot Rune. That slutty pink and the pale skin, the look on your face. You should do porn."

I shook my head. Becca chuckled weirdly.

"I'm serious Rune," she continued,"Guys would love your stunning female looks. Girls would also love your female looks. Everyone would lose it over your fucking amazing ass. You couldn't lose."

Becca shifted off her chair, shed her remaining garments, and stood beside Simone, a hand going around her waist. They both looked at me.

"Runeporn," Simone whispered.

Becca smiled and repeated "Runeporn..." And dropped her hand to Simone's ass. "Speaking of amazing ass," she added.

They kissed heatedly as Simone's hands went for Becca's breasts. Becca pulled at Simone and I watched on in awe as these two fit, sexy and turned on young women got caught up in each other.

Simone ended up pushing Becca back against the wall and maneuvered the head of her hardness into Becca's swollen pussy lips. Taking hold of her thighs, Simone lifted Becca, who assisted in the maneuver by jumping up into her lover's grasp. Becca's arms went around Simone's shoulders. Looking at how they moved so fluidly, I guessed that this was not the first time they had fucked this way. Becca, supported by Simone, sank slowly onto her lover's cock, moaning as she did so, until she taken it entirely inside of her.

Becca tossed her hair to one side with a flick of her neck and looked into Simone's eyes. She then bent in for a hard kiss, finally breaking it to give the all clear. "Fuck me..." she panted,

Simone bucked her hips and slammed Becca back into the wall, causing Becca to cry out in ecstasy. Ramming her hardness into Becca, Simone was soon swearing and moaning as she lost herself in the heady pleasure of fucking her friend and team mate. They went at it like two animals in heat, with Becca's body thudding against the wall, the noise and tempo sounding like an excited Japanese taiko drummer if not for the moans and curses the two were making.

I ended up pulling the boy leg panties down and stroking my erection as I watched them revel in their individual and combined pleasure. At times they increased the tempo and at other times they slowed things down but dialed up the eye contact and verbal lovemaking. It was an unfucking believable display of lust, pleasure, friendship and love.

Becca announced her incoming climax first, with Simone confirming she was not to far behind a moment later. The two swore dirtily as they peaked, with Becca's shuddering body being slammed heavily into the wall by Simone's final thrust that the wall shook. That sent Simone over the edge and she too began to quiver and shake with her own massive orgasm.

As they came down and un-entangled from each other, they tuned and looked at me.

"Sorry, I got a little distracted," Simone panted. "Give me a minute and I'll be right with you."

Becca made a time out sign and gasped for air. "Water... need water..."

The two helped themselves to glasses from a jug in the fridge and then Simone came alongside the bed and had me clean her cock. I licked and cleaned it, enjoying the taste and feel of Becca's fluids on the fleshy and still warm member. Simone then resumed her place between my legs whilst Becca came and sat behind me, holding my legs up for me and re-raising my ass for Simone.

Simone reapplied some lube and then slowly tested the strength of my anal opening, pushing gently until my bonds gave way and her head breached my ass.

I moaned loudly,

She pushed a little more and the totality of her head slipped into me.

"Oh God that feels good." I groaned.

Unlike earlier, Simone delighted in sliding into me ever so slowly, teasing me with every quarter of an inch, sliding back a bit every now and then to heighten the pleasure I was getting. Eventually she bottomed out within me and I felt my innards compressed by her hard length.

Becca looked down at me and smiled, asking "Does that feel good baby girl?"

I nodded enthusiastically and took a deep and pleasurable breath, pushing my hands, which had been on my enhanced breasts, up to Becca's and fondling her. The view was unforgettable.

Becca smiled again and tossed her hair back and adjusted her grip on my ankles.

Simone took that as a sign to go to work and she started to slowly but forcefully work her length inside me.

We fucked like that for ages, our passion building slowly and steadily, letting each other know when things got more heightened and excited.

"How you doing?" Simone asked. "Want me to bring it?"

I shook my head. "This is so fucking good. I want to have this feeling forever."

"Okay", she panted, sweat dripping from her body, "But I need to change it up a little as I'm getting close."

She slowed and grabbed at my hips and readjusted her stance. She motioned to Becca, who let go of my ankles and they fell forward, and my legs ended up running up Simone's body, my ankles either side of her ears.

Simone resumed her slow and steady thrusting and I cooed in pleasure.

Becca took the opportunity to mount my face, a drip of her fluid slowly dropping on its spider web trail as she lined up on my mouth.

I grasped at her thighs and tongued at her wet folds and in return she gyrated her hips slightly. Her scent was heavenly.

I felt her shift forward slightly and Simone press forward on my legs and heard them kiss somewhere above me. The sound sent my senses into overdrive and my erection throbbed uncomfortably in its semi trapped space in the panties that had moved to partially cover it.

They broke their embrace and Becca shifted back slightly on her knees and the angle of my tonguing improved slightly earning me a commendation.

"Oh fuck Rune, fuck... Just like that, keep going."

Simone was panting heavily and I felt her hands move. I wasn't sure where they went but Becca reacted with a jolt.

"Fuck," she said. "You two are going to make me come."

I moved my shoulder slightly and snaked my hand back in under her thigh in an attempt to make contact with her with her clit, whilst still working on her with my tongue. It took a little fumbling, what with out movement and all, but I finally got my fingers where I wanted them and she reacted by bucking into overdrive and whimpering lustfully.

"Jeeeeeeeeeeeezuz..." was all she could manage after that as she climaxed and bucked and shivered all at once, her fluids drenching my face as she fell to the side in a shaking mess.

"Oh hell, this is intense," I rasped as I felt my inside going from on fire to almost exploding.

Simone grabbed me around the ankles, kissing at my left one as she did so and quickened her thrusts slightly. Her breathing grew heavy.

"I'm getting close Simone." I panted. "You better be close too!"

"I'm close. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck..."

She shook as she came and the shudder in her movements caused her cock to hit me differently just as she bottomed within me and that was all it took for me to explode and fall into an orgasmic abyss.

After recovering we switched it up with Becca going cowgirl on my cock whilst I ate out Simone. I then fucked Simone doggy style whilst she ate out Becca.

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"Hello? Can we come down? We have coffee and pancakes."

I jolted awake and up, caught in a tangle of arms with Simone and Becca and causing the covers to drop down a bit. We had all fallen asleep on my bed at some ungodly hour.

That was Stella's voice. Stella the landlord and owner of the house of which my cellar apartment was part.

Becca looked at me in confusion. Simone lay there snoring lightly.

"Sure, just give me a minute," I asked.

"Oh, come on now. The coffee will go cold and the pancakes mushy. Anyway, its not light we didn't hear what you all got up to last night," Stella replied as she continued down the steps, placed the bounty on the table and turned to face us, followed by Steve.

Becca had tried to move to grab the towel that was on the bedside table just as I tried to pull the covers up. We cancelled each other out and ended up giving our visitors a fine display of boob jiggling. In the end we both gave up, although not before Becca went for a hand bra approach and then decided against it.

Steve licked at his lips. Stella smiled knowingly. "You were right Rune," she said. "Your Becca had a great chest." She looked at us both and at the sleeping Simone. "So you all want breakfast?"

Becca got out of bed and Steve and Stella both took in her messed up beauty as she scrambled into a t Shirt that she found just inside the bathroom door and the boy leg pink undies that I had worn. They were too small for her, but she fought them up, cum stains and all in an attempt to give herself some coverage. I wrapped myself in the covers and got off the bed, waking Simone in the process, She just took a moment and then, realizing there was breakfast to be had, just got up and remained naked, not really caring about the state she was in, nor the view she was giving the visitors.

We tucked in to the breakfast and everyone tried to find a place to sit in the small space of my dining area. After a suitable amount of time, and introductions, Stella got to her reason for coming down. "So, that sounded like one hell of a fuck fest last night."

"Sorry Stella... we will keep it." I started to apologize but was cut short.

"Rune, I'm not here to complain. I'm here to make a deal."

Simone and Becca looked at me in confusion. A light bulb went off in my caffeine enhanced mind. I had an idea where this might be going.

She pointed at Steve. "Steve here has always had a thing for anal, but can't find any woman to help him out in that regard, at least within the terms of our marital agreement on playing around. I really, really want to fuck Rune, but fucking her would breach our marital agreement. But Steve, being the great husband that he is, realizes that I'm going mental thinking about fucking Rune but not being able to do anything about it. So he's given me a hall pass, if I can get someone to fuck him in the ass."

She let that sink in for a moment.

"From what I heard last night from the other side of that drywall," she said, pointing to the wall in my bedroom, and then looking at Becca and Simone, "One of you two young ladies may be able to assist me in my endeavor."

Becca shook her head but nodded to Simone for Stella's benefit. "I'm not your gal but you need to realize something."

Stella cut her short with a glare. "I've seen the collar. I know you've claimed her but she's not yours to claim."

Becca glared. "Rune accepted the collar. You can't just ignore the fact that..."

Stella cut her off again by saying, "You can claim all you like Missy, but Rune is Rune and a free woman, collar or no collar. It's just theatrics you're playing with here. Great fun and dirty, but its just theater."

Becca was not going to give in. "Listen here, you don't..."

Again Stella came in swinging. "You want me to go Trump to your Zelensky? You don't hold any cards here. You think you might, but you don't. I'm going to fuck Rune one way or another. Have you forgotten that she came away with Steve and I? That I've been down here before?"

Becca glared at me.

It was now Simone who jumped in over the top. "Okay, settle down you two. I'll fuck him in the ass. He's not that bad a looker. Bit of a dad bod thing happening. I'll do it.

Steve looked both pleased and insulted. I couldn't help but laugh.

"So the question is, what do I get out of it?" And it is only fair that Becca gets some compensation too."

Stella rubbed her hands together. "Now we are talking! Let's make a deal."

I looked at everyone. "Seeing as I seem to have no say in this, I'm going to go take a shower. I've been told its better not to know how the sausage gets made."

"So how about this.." Stella said as I walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

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The note said to go meet Stella up in her kitchen.

Walking out the door I got hit by the cold wind that had come up over night and wished I had thrown a jack on. Racing around the side of the house and up the stairs to Stella and Steve's front door, I shivered. Stella saw me through the window and waved me in.

She handed me a fresh cup of coffee and offered me an apple and cinnamon donut and, gratefully accepting both, I took a seat at her breakfast bar.

"You cleaned up well, given the night you had."

I blushed slightly. "So you heard it all? I thought you might be listening. I didn't realize that Steve was back from his work trip."

"Oh I heard it all and yes, I was on the other side of the wall at the bottom of the stairs. I came prepared with a vibrator, a towel to sit on and a hand towel to moan into. I was a little chilly down there at first, but soon I wasn't worrying about the cold, I was worrying about getting caught. It was a little hard to stay quiet you know. You youngsters had me all hot and bothered."

We both chuckled.

'So who bit who?" She asked.

I had to think about that one a second. "Ohhh, that was Simone bit Becca on the shoulder as she came from me eating her out whilst Becca rode on me."

Stella shook her head in amazement.

"That one moment made me cum instantly. And I'd already worked through at least two orgasms before hand. I was no where near close and then BAM, I'm doubled over and in danger of falling from my perch. Steve came home shortly after that. He listened in for a while too and then took me up stairs and had his way with me."

She took a sip from her coffee mug.

"So here's the deal," she said rather bluntly. I get to fuck you but Steve gets to watch. I didn't think that idea would freak you out given our dirty weekend away. Simone will fuck Steve. So he gets it in the ass. Simone gets, for as long as this lasts, a basket of washing done, by Steve, every week. Plus she gets a bottle of booze of her choice once a month. Becca gets a once off payment of a thousand dollars and I'll help her find a job in 12 months time."

"She pimped me out?"

Stella shook her head. "No. Well yes, but no. I paid her off to stop her being possessive and whiny. She didn't and doesn't own you Rune. But if that keeps her happy, it is worth it."

"And I get?"

"You get fucked by me."

"That's all?"

She glared at me. "That's all? Don't forget you've gained from knowing me and coming away with us. You've been looked after and you'll be well looked after!"

We laughed.

"So this is a once off thing?"

She put down her mug and came round to my side of the breakfast bar and I swung around on my stool to face her. She bent forward and kissed me gently, then again, then a third time but not pulling away until she bit playfully at my lower lip.

"I have access to you when Becca is not here and when you are agreeable to the idea."

She kissed me again and looked at me with puppy eyes. "I hope this will be ongoing, at least for a while..."

"So when does this start? Do I need to go get naked on your bed now?"

Stella took a moment to answer. "Sorry, that mental image threw me. Becca says she wanted me to wait till after Thanksgiving.

I nibbled on the donut and then said, "So, like I said, its not like I have any say in this, but 'okay'.

She looked at me with fire in her eyes. "Run, whilst I'd love nothing more than to take you upstairs to my martial bed, undress you and sink ever so slowly onto that glorious cock of yours, and revel in the feeling of you deep inside of me for every second of the many hours I intend to get out of you, I'm prepared to wait just a little bit more. But do not be mistaken, I'm going to fuck you and fuck you real good and I'm going to cum like you wouldn't believe."

I took a sip from my mug. 'Shit she's really going strong on this' I thought to myself.

"When does Simone get to poke Steve?"

"Tonight!" Stella said. "She's free, he's anxious, and I want to get him over the hump on this deal. I've sent him off with a list of errands to run just to get him out of here and stop his pacing. He's driving me nuts! Hey, if you are free, come up and watch. It could be fun."

I shook my head. "Whilst I love hanging out with you all, I might leave you all to it."

"Did you hear about what happened in Peroria?" She said. And like that the subject had changed.