No Good Deed Goes Unpunished! Ch 12

A Narrow Escape Almost Leads to a Threesome! Ch. 12

Also known as: "A Narrow Escape Almost Leads to a Threesome!" NGD-12

by Sextified

©2010

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Her makeup was all fixed and she hoped she wouldn't bawl so loudly on the plane. Her complexion really wasn't made for crying. The small private section of the main airport was visible now. As many times as she had taken off from La Guardia, she had never been here before.

Finally, a small but very elegant hanger came into view.

It was old, very old. The art deco look was completely out of place. Or better said, it looked right and the rest of the modern structures appeared to be of so much lesser quality. The beautiful doors were closed within their recessed frame.

Given the number of storms it had weathered since its construction, it would probably outlast its newer neighbors. By several decades if not many more. She would feel safe once she was inside.

He reached over and unlocked the little switch, but waited for her nod before lowering the screen.

Thoughtful of him.

There was being ready to face people again... and then there was 'ready'. His Aunt had trained him very well about how to treat women. But she would have to be careful how she planned to capitalize on that. His older personality had its limits, and consequences for them all if she blundered into them at the wrong moment.

"We made better time than I thought, James. Please call them, and don't honk. I got a bad feeling about this, okay?"

James raised his rather large dark hand showing the cell phone already keyed up. In a matter of seconds the two huge doors split open, just enough to allow the antique limo inside. The interior was bright enough that she hardly noticed the door closing behind them again.

The older, but still amazingly expensive private jet dominated the space. A huge SUV was visible in the corner, along with three other covered vehicles. Cars, it seemed, were important to the family and always had been.

James slipped the limo into park and turned it off. Then he made to exit his door to be able to open theirs.

"James, I got this. Stay put. I'll fix everything, if you'll trust me to do it right. You doing anything special for the next three weeks?"

The sometimes confident young man, that she was coming to like very much, was suddenly flustered and unsure of himself again.

"N-no. I kinda wished I could stay a bit longer. There's nothing going on at home right now. Not even a door bouncer gig in sight. W-why?"

But the left hand rear door was already opened and he was outside. But a hand lingered on the door control panel, and the window slid down a good six inches. She wasted no time and scooted her sore ass over to take advantage of the unexpected opportunity.

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