Alex - 10 Days of Torment Ch. 32

She said she needed time to develop a program that made sense, and since she was just starting out in her job, she needed to get more established before she could bite off something that big. He commented that when she was ready, he'd answer the call in any way she needed.

They'd been sitting in a cafe having a coffee, discussing the possibility of how it all might work. He eventually got up to leave, telling her it was great to see her again, and how different she looked. Her eyes flashed, and she asked where he was going. He said home, and she grinned.

"So we're fucking at your place? That seems a little reckless, doesn't it?"

"What?"

"I mean, it's not as reckless as carrying me all over The Palazzo, fucking me the entire time, but it doesn't seem wise."

"Christina, what are you saying?"

"We are going to fuck, right? If not we could have done this over the phone like we have been."

"Ha! You're funny."

"I'm also serious. How about instead of your place, you can come to mine. My family would love to meet you. My son will go nuts. My husband might too. He knows I've been with you."

"And just how do you intend... "

"Gated community. Private yard. I told you I'm in a poly relationship. When the kids go to bed, you and I can use Maggie's place. It's her night to be with Alex anyway. We each have him three nights a week, and we're usually all together on Sundays. It won't be the first time I brought someone home to play with while they fuck. It's kinda our thing. Maggie's finally become comfortable enough to do that too. Thank God. She was making me look like a much bigger slut than her, which I am, but still."

"Fuck, you are serious."

She winked, and backed away from table, spreading her thighs. Her short tight skirt pulled back naturally as she flashed her pussy at him, her new piercing making her excited clit more noticeable. She lingered that way, not bothering to close them. After all, like she'd said, she'd allowed him to carry her around a casino hotel completely naked, fucking her the entire time.

"I'm definitely serious. If you're not doing anything, I'll be happy suck you awake tomorrow morning. I might even be convinced to make breakfast for us before we start round four."

He took her up on her offer, following her to Laguna Beach. Tommy was stunned when she walked with him into the house. She told him he was working out at the gym where she worked, and she'd asked him to come meet her family. It was a plausible explanation, and Tommy was suddenly the king of his neighborhood. A huge touch football game broke out, with every kid in the neighborhood showing up. Tommy had texted his buddy Bobby Lopez, and he spread the word.

Their guest didn't mind. He expected it.

While he played with all the kids, he focused his attention on that almost eleven-year old young man. Just before bed time, he promised Tommy that he would make arrangements for him and his entire family to attend the Raiders game in December in Los Angeles when they'd be at nearby StubHub Stadium in Carson where the Chargers were going to play their home games until the stadium they would be moving into was completed. They would be there as his guests, and he'd make sure they got field passes for before the game. Tommy became a Raiders fan that day.

Christina was a fan of at least one of them. She fucked him that night, and they got together twice more before he had to report to training camp. And they knew they'd be getting together again once his long, grueling season was over.

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With the top of the car in place, she got out and headed into the house. It seemed quiet. Almost too quiet. All the cars were there, and yet no one was inside. Consuela had watched the kids that day at the Lopez home, but she would have expected them to be home at that time. She looked outside, but there was no one by the pool, or in the jacuzzi. It was possible that they could have been in the pool house, but that seemed just as odd. She was about to call Alex when she got a text from him.

5:20 PM

Mag and I are on the beach. We're waiting for you. Get naked and get down here. We can't to start without you.

"Hot damn!" she said excitedly. "I love starting the weekend off with a bang!"

She scrambled out of her outfit, dropping items along the way like she was leaving a trail. Once she was totally undressed she actually ran across the soft grass toward the hidden gate, giggling happily along the way. She'd been telling her marital partners that they hadn't done that yet. In particular, she'd lived there over a decade and had still yet to have sex with Alex on the beautiful sand along the ocean. While Maggie had had the privilege, and she'd been with Gerard, the two of them hadn't lived out that fantasy. Maggie was going to make that happen for her.

Typing in BOYTOY, her thoughts ran to Billy, whom she'd changed the code for. His world too was much different than it had been before the bitch.

He was still in charge of the guard shack of the exclusive community, but he did it as a part of his new job as a private investigator in Kalinda's company. He no longer worked the gate, instead overseeing the security of it and several other private properties.

His relationship with Kalinda had exploded. They were serious, with her moving into his condo. She'd given up her apartment. They were also on official retainer with Alex's firm, their work in bringing Christina home safely passed on to Jim Leonard, Ashley's boss. They were good, and the firm wanted their talents exclusively.

Twice Billy and Kalinda met up with Gabriella, who flew down with Scott in his private plane. They'd met at the condo Brandi used to live in, which had been cleared out by Scott. It was like she'd never been there. He wanted his new Mistress to feel at home, so it was redecorated to her liking. Scott refused to talk about the situation, not that they wanted to know much. But they did have a few questions.

Gabriella was able to confirm for them that Brandi had been in contact with her once. Scott had basically cut off all communication with her. He was crushed by her lies, and by what she'd done to Christina. He split their financial assets, and set up some kind of elaborate trust fund for her. One she wouldn't have access to until she reached age fifty-five. He had Gabby tell her he wasn't going to give her the means to hurt more people on his own, and she'd either blow the money on sex, drugs, or some evil enterprise. That was her pattern of personal destruction; one where she had no qualms about hurting other people that got in her way. Gabriella didn't know where she was, other than she hadn't shown up in San Francisco.

Scott played hostess, acting as Scarlett because he was more comfortable in sexual situations that way. He'd been conditioned. Gabriella was a more loving Mistress, but she was still stern because that's what he truly needed. The structure and discipline that she provided were paramount to his happiness. Gabrielle's was found in the new path she was on with her husband. The power that came from being a hotwife and a Mistress were real and exciting. As was the search for BBC. She'd become that Queen of spades. She had a permanent tattoo on her left ass cheek to prove it. Yet being with her King again, as well as a woman for the first time, was as scary as it was exhilarating. She was so nervous on the flight down she almost got air sick. But once she saw Billy, even though she only knew him by name as her King, with Kalinda calling herself Okoye again, it calmed her. It was a magical weekend, and the second one was better because she knew what to expect and that they clicked as a threesome. What luck it was for her that Billy's woman, before meeting him, had been much more into girls.

Christina closed the gate behind her just because. Walking down the sandy path, she was about to head for the water, thinking they might be taking the risk she'd hoped for, but she saw them out of the corner of her eye. They were in the valley of the sand dunes were the wedding had been held. And they weren't alone. Alex was high up on one dune with a camera in hand. Maggie was on the opposite side, doing the same. In that area in between was Billy, and four other huge black men that she'd never seen before. All were naked, and hard, several white sheets staked into the sand in front of them.

"Baby, what's going on?"

"It's your anniversary," Alex replied with a smile.

"What? Eight weeks with Gerard's company? I know. What is this? Wait! Oh my God!"

"It's your anniversary of sobriety, Christina. You've been clean exactly ninety days today."

"Alex, I smoke pot all the time. You know that."

"And you know what I mean. I'm proud of you. So, I'm giving you your Jamaican gangbang fantasy. It's going to be an OnlyFans exclusive for our subscribers. Maggie already put out promo teasers on Instagram."

"And Twitter," Maggie added excitedly.

"I... really?" Christina asked, stunned by their support of their combined group efforts to safely increase their internet presence.

The men walked over and helped her to the middle of the play area. She was on her hands and knees in seconds. Looking up at her husband, she had a tear in her eye.

"I love you so much, Alex."

"I love you too, babe. Enjoy yourself."

"I am, baby! Every fucking day!"