The Girls
Copyright© 2026 by A Bad Attitude
Chapter 4: Putting a plan into effect
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 4: Putting a plan into effect - 'THE O'SHEA FAMILY STORY' was going to be the title of my next book. One day,as I was writing another chapter, I realized the word count was approaching Tolstoy's 'War and Peace'! Who has time to read something that long? Not me and I'm retired! I decided to break it up into stand-alone stories. This one is the longest simply because I could not find a good place to cut it in half. The numbers show the chronological order of the story. NOT AI generated, all me.
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Mult Consensual Fiction
Friday morning we are sitting at the table in the middle of the City Café, waiting for Jack to arrive. We had just ordered our breakfast when we noticed Billy. Yeah, that Billy, sitting in the back of the café drinking his second cup of coffee after finishing his breakfast. As we see Jack pull up in his truck, Billy walks up to our table. This is not part of the plan. Billy starts talking to Becky about going out with him.
“Give me another chance” he begs.
Becky says “No, I don’t want to talk to you so please leave.”
He just keeps up with his pleading.
I butt in saying, “She is not going out with you ever again. Please leave”.
He looks at me with pure hate in his eyes and says, “Keep out of this you damn dyke. It was all your fault that we broke up.”
Now I am pissed!! Me a dyke!?! I am a hot red head who gets hit on all the time. I start to get up when Billy’s head hits the table right in front of us! His arm is bent up behind his back and he is screaming “You’re breaking my arm!!”
Jack says, in that calm voice of his, “I am going to break it off unless you start telling these girls how sorry you are for interrupting their breakfast.” Billy is almost crying and saying he is sorry. Then Jack tells him to tell us he will never speak to us again except to say “hello”. Billy is having a hard time remembering what to say but he is trying. That is about the time I smelled piss. Maybe Billy should have passed on that free second cup of coffee! He stammers out an apology.
Jack looks at us and tells us to stay put; he is going to talk to Billy out in the parking lot. Billy starts pleading that he will leave, Jack does not need to take him outside. Jack is walking him to the door when Billy said he needed to pay for his breakfast. Jack tells Doris he is buying Billy’s breakfast this morning. They go out the door with Billy starting to cry and begging Jack not to hurt him. Doris comes over and wipes up the spilled coffee and sends a helper to mop the piss off the floor. She does not say a word to us. In a minute Jack returns and Doris ask if she should call an ambulance. Jack laughs and says Billy is on his way home to change his pants.
We all laugh as Jack sits down at our table. Doris brings us all our breakfast. We eat and don’t speak of Billy. When we are finished Jack says he has wanted to talk to Becky since the first day she was in the hospital. He reaches across the table and takes one of Becky’s hands. Not to be left out I reach across the table and take his other hand. He looks at me like he is confused but he holds on to my hand.
He says, “What happened to Tim is a damn shame and I am sorry I was not there to help him defend you. I heard that the guy who hit him got 99 years with no hope of parole. I hope he is enjoying his life! The other three got 60 years for kidnapping and raping you but with the possibility of parole after 40 years. That means they will all be close to 70 when they get out if they live that long. About that, you were raped and that is a crime of violence. Just put it all behind you and go on with your life.
Now about Billy. I told him that I want him to tell all his friends that I will take it personally if I hear of anybody else giving either one of you any problems. I am hoping that I will not have to keep meeting you two under circumstances like last week or this morning.”
He squeezed our hands and smiled that crooked smile of his. I say, “You are still being that sheepdog your dad talked about.”
He laughs and says, “Two pretty little lambs like you two need a sheepdog to keep the wolves away.”
Then he asked what we like to do for fun. This is where my research came in handy. I remember Doris saying he spent the last few months riding his horses. I immediately said, “We love to ride horses but haven’t got to do that since our friend got married and her parents sold her horses.” A small lie but it worked! Jack’s face lit up and he said he has four mares that are just getting fat because he does not have time to ride them.
“How about you guys coming out Sunday morning and we will go on a trail ride thru the forest?”
Of course, we said we would love to and asked about what time. He says how about 6:30 am? That way it would still be cool, and we could ride for a good long time. We made it a date and stood to leave. Jack looks like he has another thought.
“After the ride I could grill some steaks for our lunch, would you girls like that?”
“Yes, we would love that!!!”
Then Becky speaks up and says she will prepare the side dishes. Jack thinks that is a great idea!
He paid for our breakfast and Billy’s also. As we go out the door, I asked if he is on the way to the grocery store. I knew he was going to the bank. We stopped in front of his truck, and he explains how he withdraws money first, then goes to the store. After that he goes home to figure out his payroll. I ask how many workers he is paying this week. He says this was his first week with his full crew back. He has to make payroll for 12 people. He hates the paperwork. He says it will take all afternoon to get it done. In addition to the payroll, he still has not finished last year’s taxes. He plans to work on that also.
Here’s where I shoot for the moon.
“Jack, you know I am graduating next month with a degree in accounting, don’t you?” He says he knew that.
“Well why don’t you let us come out this afternoon and I will help you with the payroll, then look at your taxes. You really don’t want to file something that will get you in trouble with the IRS and end up costing you a ton of money in penalties. While we are doing that Becky can fix us lunch.”
How could he say no to that?
Then I tell him we will go to the bank with him then on to the grocery so Becky can pick out what she wants to make for lunch and the side dishes for Sunday. He grins and says that will be fine, so we pile in his truck with Becky sitting next to him.
At the bank we both get out and go in with him. As we cross the lobby to where the withdrawal slips are I notice one of the blonde cashiers unbutton the top two buttons of her blouse. That hussy! All three of us walked up to her window and she says we will have to wait until she is finished with Jack.
Jack says, “They are with me”!
I wanted to kiss him right there in the bank! That was the perfect comeback and the blonde hussy looked like he slapped her!! I must give her credit, she does not give up. She takes the withdrawal slip. I noticed she had to touch his hand to pick it up. She sees that he wants to withdraw $2,000. She asks in what denominations he wants the bills? I speak up, “We need 50 one-dollar bills, 50 in 5 dollar bills, 20 ten dollar bills and the rest in twenties. Which will be 75.” Jack looks at me stunned. I just smile and say, “Accounting major, good at math.”
The blonde is not impressed. She starts counting the money and Jack is watching her. That’s when Becky steps up. She pulls on Jacks’ shirt sleeve. He looks down at her and she asks, “Would you rather have a Key Lime pie or a lemon ice-box pie for dessert Sunday?”
He says, “What?”
She repeats the question and adds “I was thinking about making a pecan pie, but I think that is too fallish.”
The blonde loses count with the twenties and starts over. Jack is looking at Becky and not noticing the blonde, as Becky mumbles something about summer and lemon icebox pie being her favorite. The blonde finishes and wants to know if Jack needs to count it.
Now it is my turn.
I pick up the money, quickly count it and hand it to Jack. He tells the blonde ‘thanks’ and we turn and walk to the door. As we are walking across the lobby we each grab one of Jack’s hands. He is never getting away!!!
At the grocery store Jack and I look at the steaks as Becky is running all over putting things in the cart. She meets us at the meat counter and tells us to pick out two pounds of ground chuck. She has decided to make a meat loaf for lunch today.
We go to the check out and our favorite little blonde cashier, Amy, is working. Today she is totally different. She is so friendly. She loves Becky’s hair and my blouse is ‘so pretty’.
Then she says, “Jack you are so lucky to be with two of the most beautiful girls in the county.” Jack smiles and says he knows it. We go to the truck. This time I am sitting next to Jack for the ride back to the café to get our car.
Becky and I followed Jack out to the farm. Of course, we laugh and giggle all the way there. You would think we were in the third grade again. Being around Jack is getting Becky back to normal in a hurry.
At his house, Jack motioned for us to pull around back. We park beside his truck. The place is more beautiful than we remember. As we help carry the groceries into the kitchen, I notice that it has all new modern appliances. We comment on that and Jack says his dad did a complete kitchen remodel the year before the accident. Then he shows us the pool! His dad built a deck that surrounds a beautiful swimming pool. It even has a built-in bar-b-q grill. All is enclosed by a privacy fence. You would not know all this was back here by just looking at the front of the house. After a quick tour of the house and the basement, there is a gym with all kinds of workout equipment in it, we helped Becky put away the groceries. Jack led me to his office.
What a disaster! This guy needs help and fast. I decided to just do his payroll today. We are going to have a serious talk about proper accounting practices later. When he showed me what he was working on to file with the IRS, I just laughed and said, “Not going to happen”. We walked back into the kitchen and Becky said we had about 45 minutes until the meatloaf was ready.
We went out on the deck and sat by the pool. I asked Jack to explain his business to me. He was running a business, a farm and his personal account all out of his back pocket. I told him we had to separate all three. Each needed to have its’ own set of books, and each had its’ own tax liability. I told him not to worry I loved this type of challenge. I was going to show him how easy it could be if he just kept everything separated. He needed us and I was going to make sure we were here for him this time.
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