Free Spring Break Accommodations Ch. 03

"Who said I was a renter," I responded slowly and calmly.

"JUST OPEN THE GOD DAMN GATE BEFORE I BUST IT DOWN!"

"Complainant and code violation."

He was about to boil over at this point, "I got a report of a drunken neeked orgy over here and people are going to spend the night in jail." He looked like someone had his nuts in a vise having to explain himself.

I glanced over my shoulder at the girls running around in their tan tops and bottoms trying to discern if they were all tops and not paint, then back to him, "Hmmm, I don't see anything like that."

"Bull shit, I can see some of those sluts running around neeked from here, and it looks like you got some niggers mixed in there too!"

Sluts was bad enough, but Regan was in there and she was definitely no nigger! I looked past him grinning at me and realized he didn't have any black officers with him, and three of the four were grinning right along with their boss. The forth looked pretty uncomfortable in the mix. "And you look like you're nine months pregnant, does that mean I should be hauling you off to the maternity ward?"

The one in the back snickered but covered it. The sheriff started going off, waiving his arm and bellowing all kinds of threats. I just stood there on my side of the gate out of reach, smiling, and not responding to his tirade.

As he slowed down I did manage to get a word in, "Do you know how to read?"

"WHAT!?"

I tapped the sign fastened to the gate and then pointed up high on the gate pivot post, to the camera enclosure grinning as four faces turned to the camera. The sign was one of those generic ones but it suited my purpose. 'These premises under audio and video surveillance.'

"WHY YOU LITTLE SHIT, YOU THINK THAT'S GOING TO SCARE ME!" charging at the gate again.

I just shrugged, "I don't care, but you've been warned. I'm sure my family attorney would love to see today's video though."

He looked like he had been gut punched.

"And while you don't have a warrant, I could allow the sheriffs department in for a social call, being a new resident and all."

He grinned, "Now you're coming to your senses." He turned to get back in his car.

"One man on foot."

"I ain't walking that far!" turning back all pissed again.

I smiled at him, "Of course not, you're not allowed on this property without a warrant until you publicly apologize to my guests for that little rant, it will have to be one of your officers."

I paused like I was trying to make up my mind, "I'm not apologizin' for nuttin'" the sheriff hollered while I was 'scanning' his men.

"He gets to come investigate," pointing to the one that looked a bit uncomfortable with what his boss was doing.

I just stood there for a bit, there was no sign of him doing anything. "Well I'll see you guys later." I turned to go back to the party.

"FINE! Sam can go with you."

I stepped to the gate and picked up the lock and all four of them came forward. I stopped and looked at tubby. "You three need to step back."

They grumbled and took one step back. I just stood there and they finally stepped back to their cars. I unlocked the gate and let him step through and then relocked the gate. "Officer, for the benefit of the cameras could you verify the gate is locked and both lock and chain are in good condition?"

He nodded to me and gave it a good tug, Tubby was pissed.

We walked down to the party, he was clearly uncomfortable. A number of the girls, thankfully none of them in body paint but a few in bra and panties, THIN bra and panties with some nice nipple shadows, came toward us with Regan in the lead. "Everything alright dear?"

I gave her a nice but quick kiss as we were surrounded by scantily clad beauties, "Everything is just fine. TJ has been peeping at you girls with his telescope again and thought you were all running around naked." Regan laughed and gave me another kiss. "Isn't that right officer?" I asked turning to him.

He was just glancing from barely covered body to barely covered body, "Yes Sir."

Regan did a little air head giggle before he realized he had given away the complainant, "Well he should be really happy tomorrow. That's when we're wearing the ones that match our tans!"

You could hear him gulp over all the giggles.

I walked the deputy back to the gate, the sheriff not happy that there were no naked women down there. How weird is that?

They were stating to get back in their cars. "And sheriff, when you get done at the maternity ward, tell TJ that if he keeps this up we'll start out with harassment and defamation of charter and see what else we can pile on."

I just turned back to the party. I heard noises and roaring engine and tires throwing gravel, but we had a peaceful weekend as far as the sheriffs department was concerned.

We even had a few of TJ's younger guests admiring the girls Saturday, checking us out from his dock from across the river. Regan even took a few of the girls on a 'tour' of the boat. You had to look REAL close to see they were wearing anything at all their bikinis matched so well. Or was that body paint?

"I wonder how his big Fourth of July shindig is going?"

"Is that why he's got all the guests over?"

"Oh yes, and they're 'all the right people' don't you know."

I looked at her grinning back at me, "And just how do you know this?"

"Why I just happen to follow his daughter on facebook." She looked like her face was going to crack from her grin.

"And she doesn't think she's fraternizing with the enemy?"

"Well no, but then I guess I should update my page to show my current location instead of up in Milwaukee. If I put my mind to it I might get it done by oh say... Christmas."

I laughed and pulled her too me slipping my hand inside her top and rolling her nipples between my fingers, "You are just too good to be true."

By mid after noon we had a good core of twenty still enjoying the day, and all of the girls topless and teasing the guys they were with. Especially since their bottoms barely covered their pussy lips, and sometimes not even that if they moved around too much.

Kicked back watching fireworks with a little good old rock and roll with a decent bass playing softly in the back ground, groaning from too much BBQ and smoked meat as I cupped and played with Regan's lovely bare chest as she ground back against my hard cock. I think I even heard a muffled orgasm from one of the girls during the big finale. Life is good!

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Regan was my remodel whirlwind. Along with riding herd on Terry and Robert and all the other buddies they brought over to 'assist' them while overlooking the pool deck. We made a plan on the kitchen and third floor. The kitchen was going to be simple... yeah right! New counter tops and sink. New doors for the upper cabinets, I was at least getting to keep the appliances... for now.

The third floor we talked about turning into a mother-in-law apartment. Adding a little kitchenette along with the bathroom already planned. What the hell, it's just money. ( It sounded good in my head anyway. ) Two weeks later I was invaded by different band of women.

There was a dumpster being set on the back side of the house and women in hard hats, sung t-shirts, and some SNUG jeans going in and out. I was pushed back to our room by Regan telling me to go take my shower. I heard a crash while I was rinsing and dashed out the bedroom door and upstairs wrapped in a towel. There was another crash just before I stepped into the room.

I had a dozen women clapping and whistling. I looked around for a second at the room being torn apart, took a bow to more applause and went back to rinse off.

I came back to grins and snickers, and a room still full of women construction workers now in slightly sweaty t-shirts letting some nice hints of bra show through with Regan introducing me to most of them. Seems the local college had a program to teach women construction skills but lacked projects that would allow women to complete it.

Oh and we were doing a little more than just a remodel, 'only a little dear'. The back half of the roof was being torn off and a dormer put on to give us more windows and head room along with a small cantilevered balcony. All it was costing me was the material at the schools discounted cost! Damn, and I'll have to put up with more women running around...

We became even more popular when Regan invited them to lay out by the pool or take a dip after work. Terry kept stopping by to see when he had to do the HVAC install, and it was a few weeks away.

Man oh man she's ornery. We had three painting contractors in three days stop by to take a look at the outside of the house for bids... at three o'clock in the afternoon. About half way through the walk through at three thirty the construction girls hit the pool. Jeans, sweaty t-shirts with thin LACE bras, hard hats, and work boots became skin and bikini bottoms with a hundred times more skin than bikini. Regan made sure that each contractor knew there were two others bidding on the project.

I grinned and hauled her off to the bedroom a week later when she showed me the low bid. By the time I would have bought paint at retail prices and rented the scaffolding and spray equipment and tape and, and, and. I would guess it was only costing me a five percent markup. I could think of a whole lot more fun ways to give my back a work out! Regan bent over the corner of the bed in just her bikini bottom told me she was having the same thought.

I stepped up behind her and tugged on the ties on her hip and gave her ass a nice squeeze as my thumbs spread her pussy to her accompanying moan, and a sigh as I slid deep into her and just stood there. I can never get enough of the feel of her around me.

A hand grabbing my balls reminded me of what we were there for, and a few strokes later I was bellowing as Regan screamed before burying her head in the comforter. We had rolled over and were barely catching our breaths when there was a round of applause coming through the window up from the pool deck.

Regan gasped and pulled her pillow over her face as if they could see her. I grinned when I was finally able to pull it off of her and nip at her nose. You know it's good when you can see a black woman blush!

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Through all this Caitlyn was giving me a hand with various projects, pulling on pipe or wire when I needed it when we converted the old bathroom into a laundry and linen storage area. One nice thing about having her here for the project was a discovery we made. None of the trim in the house matched with any other part outside the room or two it was in. We discussed many options and she gave us one more we didn't even know existed. We bought a set of knives for the planer to make our own tall base board and crown molding. It was our pattern and we could make more any time we needed it!

The outside walls were framed and sheeted on the third floor and Regan was dragging me up at the end of the day to see 'our apartment', no longer a mother-in-law place. The dividing wall between the bedrooms had been shifted to have a larger bedroom and a smaller office space.

The kitchenette and bathroom end wall came out nice, and she 'even had room to put a big claw foot tub.' Isn't that just an amazing coincidence?

But walking out on the little balcony took my breath away. I couldn't imagine it when they were describing it to me, but WOW! Looking out over the tops of the trees. Seeing TJ's house across the river valley and even some of the development beyond was amazing. We came back up after everybody had gone home and I bent Regan over the railing sliding in deep and giving her a thigh slapping deep fuck.

Driving in over and over as little brain took over when she screamed her orgasms to the hills since I hooked my hands on her shoulders instead of her hips not letting her tuck her head. Reveling in her orgasmic screaming, the faint sounds of her tits slapping as I drove over and over into her velvet pussy, bellowing as I unloaded in her. I thought I saw a few lights come on up at TJ's. Hope his telescope was clean!

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By the middle of October we had our lives back to ourselves, or at least the house construction was done. The once hot house third floor servants quarters had now become our little apartment. We could hole up up there independent of our downstairs guests if we wanted. The little second bedroom had officially been converted to my office, after half of it had been taken over for a closet. How can a woman that usually wears a bikini need soooo many clothes? Somehow I think Regan planned all that...

Mmmm, laying out on our little balcony with Regan curled back against me as I soften and slip from her dribbling pussy, the sweat from our last love making session just beginning to evaporate as we stare up at the stars so vividly on display out here away from the city lights. Regan turning and pulling the blanket over us, her velvet chocolate tit on my chest, her sweaty body against me as her breathing settles to a soft sleep... I can't think of anything better...

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Off and on through the fall we had some of the sorority girls come in for a bit of vacation so we had a little money coming in besides my programming. With fall semester starting up back in August Regan had become a bit over worked so the little dribble was a nice break. That was until the week of Christmas. Regan had made a comment about us hosting Christmas down here, and Mom JUMPED at the chance.

In hind sight it was wonderful that Mom and Dad came down early. Regan had started doing some decorating and had been trying to get a hold of her family. But calls went unanswered, voice mails not responded to, emails ignored. If it hadn't been for my family invading us it would have been a pretty bleak holiday. It was hilarious taking my nieces out on the boat with Patty having a mothers fit about their safety. Mom just snickered and wagged her finger at me, I wasn't trying to antagonize her, REALLY I wasn't mom. HE HE HE!

My Christmas present from the Milwaukee PD was a new vehicle, well almost new. Once my lawyer had a copy of the dash cam from the car that sat in the service lot for four months waiting on an oil change it went a lot quicker. Seems someone walked into the lot and made a copy of the drive and finally sent it to us. Not that they would officially admit a police lot was 'broken into' since they didn't catch anyone.

When they had my statements from that night, including the four versions of what didn't happen from the officers discarded reports and the dogged determination of my attorney the city decided to settle rather than have something come out in open court. My ten year old F-150 was magically transformed into a two year old lease return Navigator! Gloss black of course.

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Six weeks of spring break invasions by naked and nearly naked women was pure torture. I worked in my office, taking breaks to sit on the balcony and stare down at the oiled women spread below me. The sheen of oiled skin in the sun, the way it showed off the movements of their trim bodies...

Sometimes with Regan laid out down there with them grinning up at me ogling her, other times standing and oiling right beside me. Kneeling beside me stroking my hard cock running the tip back and forth across her nipples.

If she wasn't too ornery we got back to the bed, but quite regularly she didn't make it that far and was fucked cave man style screaming her lungs out bent over the rail right where she was, almost wanting me to grab her shoulders to hold her up instead of gripping her hips. Sometimes the grin told me that really was what she wanted all along. Grinning instead of hiding when there was a round of applause from the pool

Think she was marking me as hers to the girls laid out below?

Her sorority sisters provided their own form of entertainment. Some coming all the way down here just to lay out, some for new shopping experiences, and even a few that felt a need to find bars they hadn't been kicked out of yet and coming back and pray to the porcelain gods.

The occasional naked or hosed down woman laid out by the outside shower in the morning is hilarious from three stories up. "No dear, I wasn't dribbling cold water on her... Oh of course, here's the other bottle..."

We had made plans during the summer, the shore line had been decided on and through Terry we had contacted a contractor that wasn't too pleased with TJ and some of his buddies. We were pre-casting the retaining wall sections to look like walk way sections down to the shore, and thanks to Regan's diligent facebook time we had a two week window early that fall when they would be out of town on vacation.

Things didn't go quite as planned...

I got a call from Mom, "Lawrence, is Regan there?"

Something's up, Mom doesn't call me Lawrence unless there is a problem. "Yeah, she's cooking dinner, why?"

"Honey, there's been an accident."

I looked at Regan undulating ass as she was dancing to the music while cooking, "Who, how bad?"

There was a long sigh on the other end, "Her brothers and sister."

"Shit," I said softly, "How..."

"Her sister is in the hospital."

"And her brothers?"

"They... they didn't make it."

"Shit," I said again because it was the only thing I could think of. I looked up and Regan was now looking at me wondering what was going on.

"Larry, you take good care of that girl now. Tell her we'll be praying for her."

"I will Mom, we'll pull out first thing in the morning."

"Okay. Uncle Mike said he'd call when he knew more."

"Thanks Mom."

Regan had put the pan down, turned off the stove, and killed the music, "What is it Larry? Is your Dad okay?"

I reached out for her and she came and sat beside me, "Yeah, Dad's okay." How could I tell her that her brothers were dead and her sister was in the hospital?

"Your sister?"

I pulled her to me, she was suspecting something. "No honey, not mine."

Her hands came up over her mouth, "Noooooo."

I pulled her to me, "She's in the hospital."

"What happened, how is she?"

"I don't know, Mom said Uncle Mike would call after a bit with more information..." I looked at her, how could I...

"What is it Larry? What aren't you telling me?"

I took a deep breath, "Your brothers were in the car with her..."

"What about Eldon and Raymond? Are they..."

I could only shake my head. Regan's eyes went wide and there was a wail as I pulled her to me.

She cried for hours off and on, all I could do was hold her and get her some water, I was useless.

A little before nine Uncle Mike called. "Hey kiddo, how's it going down there?"

"About as well as can be expected. Can you tell us anything more?" Regan's head came up looking hungry for news. "Is it all right if I put you on speaker?"

"Sure, go ahead."

"You're on speaker."

"Hey Regan."

"Hey," she responded back weakly.

"So what do we know Uncle Mike?" I asked.

"A lot and nothing at all. I can tell you what happened but that's all we know at this point. No why yet."

"It's a start."

"From witness statements it was a rolling gun battle. Four dead in your brothers' car, six in the other."

"What about Latessa? How bad is she? Will she live?"

"Last I heard she's in surgery. She had some minor cuts and bruises, but she had other problems."

"What?" Regan asked weakly.

"When the car crashed her foot was trapped between the front seat and the side pillar. They are trying to save as much of her foot as they can."

Regan was wrapped around me crying again. I picked up the phone, "Call or text me when you know more. I told Mom we're pulling out first thing tomorrow. We'll see you tomorrow night."

"See you then."

Regan calmed down enough I got her to sip some wine while I nursed my single malt. She had had about half a glass down when Uncle Mike called back. I immediately put him on speaker. "Good news kids, she's out of surgery and expected to make a full recovery."