A New Beginning and Beyond Book 3 - Career and Life Ascension
Copyright© 2026 by Wojtek
Chapter 1
Getting up, we went out to Kaimana Beach Hotel for their New Year’s brunch buffet and spent a leisurely hour or so getting our monies worth. Afterwards, we spent the afternoon walking around Waikiki Beach and all the other shops so Kiku could pick up souvenirs.
It was just a nice quiet day in comparison to the chaos of the evening before. I had a nice time with the best company and we got banana splits to close out our day.
Getting out of bed, I noted that Kiku was still out cold and commenced making breakfast after hitting the head. There was actually a breakfast tray, so I took her breakfast in bed. That earned me so many brownie points.
We spent a lazy day at the beach. I could see that Kiku’s oriental skin had taken on a really golden hue from all her exposure to the sun, but I still kept up with my nagging about sunscreen. She took an unnecessary amount of time slathering sunscreen on me in return. We stopped lying on the beach and went to lunch at the Mess Hall. I still couldn’t understand why she considered this a special thing.
Returning to the house we took an “active nap”. It was an afternoon of sex, then a nap, then a break with some food. Then it was just rinse and repeat until we finally fell asleep.
Before eating at the Mess Hall for breakfast, we stopped at the MWR office to find something to do during the week. After breakfast we headed out for our day.
Our first stop was Tropical Farms of Hawaii which was a macadamia nut farm. While they didn’t have a proper tour, you could meander while watching the farm at work. While mildly entertaining, it was a short walk.
What took a lot longer was playing pack mule for Kiku. We spent probably an hour, maybe more wandering through their large gift shop. She just ignored my advice that the car heating up was likely to melt the chocolate items that she bought. We walked out with me carrying three bags full of stuff.
We found a little roadside shop serving shave ice with a twist that Kiku loved. Matsumoto Shave Ice was laid out in the style of a general store. They would add typical Japanese ingredients to the Shave Ice. You could get mochi balls or Azuki beans (red beans boiled in sugar). I just stuck with a normal one while Kiku went on another shopping spree. Other than holding her shaved ice while she looked at shirts, I was nothing but a pack mule again.
We then made our way to the last major event of the day. Or so I thought at the time. After driving halfway around the Island for our initial stops, we had to drive back in the opposite direction to arrive at the Dole Plantation. They had package deals; fortunately, they offered a military discount. Kiku wanted to do everything. The complete package cost us thirty bucks a piece.
We began with taking a ride on the Pineapple Express. There was a decent line waiting on the train to return to the start. Kiku leaned back against me as we waited. All of a sudden, she told me to wait as she had to use the head.
A few minutes later she came back while talking with a few females. They came back over to where I was standing.
“So, who are your new friends?”
Looking at the group, there were three girls in their twenties. Two were white and the other looked to be of either Mediterranean or Middle Eastern ethnicity heritage. I was introduced to the two white girls, Maisie Newman and Lucie Phillips. The other girl was Ameena Faqir, obviously Middle Eastern. Again, I was guessing that she was Muslim, although she was not dressed as such by my estimation.
The three of them got in line with us and there were some comments by other patrons about line cutting. It was just mumbling, but you could tell they really weren’t happy. When the train finally appeared, I was led to the rearmost railcar, taking the back two seats. Kiku and I were in the very last seat. Somehow the three new acquaintances fit into a seat made for two.
I knew they were from England by the accent they all had. They told us they were from Gloucestershire; what a fucking mouthful. All three were going to college or “Uni” in their own words. I finally saw where the mutual interest came from. Lucie like Kiku was studying to be a lawyer, or again in her own words “Barrister”. Keeping track of all the different words was getting tiring though the accent was sexy as hell.
The twenty minute train ride turned into a “get to know you” conversation. The three girls were on vacation or “Holiday” as they kept calling it. Lucie and Maisie’s well-off families frequently went on vacation together. Ameena was a friend they had gone to school with since they were kids.
Ameena’s family was Muslim but wasn’t death to the infidel level of Muslim, though she still had to wear a hijab. So, she wore one in a large amount of the pictures they took, then it came off. It seemed we had a rebel in our hands.
Kiku just told them that I don’t go to school, and they turned to look at me. They were clueless when I explained to them that I was in the Marine Corps. They understood when I said it was similar to the Royal Marines in England. Upon understanding, I was in the military, they returned to girl talk. I just watched out the side of the train at the passing landscape.
They kept it up the whole ride. I ignored their inane babble, and they ignored me. When the ride was over, the new girls had to go check in with their parents. They promised to meet us in the Plantation Grille.
Kiku cracked me up as she was acting like a schoolgirl with her friends. She found some friends who were like her, and she was keyed up. She went into the restaurant while I hit the head.
Upon entering the restaurant, I could see that everyone had showed up. The three girls, their respective parents and four more siblings. I was abandoned to the corner of the table with Vincent, Maisie’s dad, and Percy, Lucie’s dad.
The gentlemen were amazed at the manner in which I held myself in our conversation. They both thought I acted with a maturity that belied my age. If they only knew. I assured them that I could act idiotic as well.
The conversation turned to employment while the seven females continued to blab on. Percy had what I thought was an appropriate job for someone named Percy. He was an actuary, using advanced math to determine risk and uncertainty management. A job that seemed boring as hell to me. Vincent was a construction manager; he oversaw building all kinds of commercial buildings.
They seemed alright and didn’t seem to be overbearing parents. They in turn didn’t think I was all that bad for an American. Percy showed me that dry British humor when commenting on my job. To him I didn’t come across as bloodthirsty or dumb. The slight chuckle at the end was the only thing that clued me in on the joke.
Kiku and I went up to grab something to eat. I was shocked at the prices, things I could get somewhere else were two to three times more expensive. We needed to eat something, but I wasn’t going to buy us a full meal at this price. Two Dole Whips, one in a special souvenir cup which was a ceramic shaped like a pineapple. One Kalua Pig quesadilla brought the price up to almost twenty-five bucks. We shared the quesadilla. I sat there just pissy about how much kinda shitty food cost. I kept it to myself while Kiku was so thrilled about her pineapple souvenir cup.
The two groups got up and made our way over to the botanical gardens. The girls went one way with us, while the rest of their group went a different way. They were told to be back at the entrance in about an hour so they could make their tour bus.
The botanical gardens were separated into eight different areas. It was a nice leisurely walk; I took pictures here and there. All four girls were posing as I did. After meeting back up, I took a couple of photos of everyone.
We spent about twenty minutes in the gift shop. When I complained, all four girls told me to be quiet and do my job as a male and tote their bags. I refrained from commenting as it would only get me in trouble. At least this time Kiku only had one bag, and she decided to carry it herself. She bought pineapple scented candles and pineapple Hello Kitty dolls.
I just stood back as the girls said goodbye. Waving by, I turned to head to the car.
“Barnim?”
There was that tone of voice. The one that when you hear it, you know you’re in trouble or going to be asked for something. I was dreading what was going to come next. I knew it was probably not going to be good.
“And what am I on the hook for?”
“Nothing. Though, we’re going to go out.”
“And where are we going out to?”
“A club called the Wave Waikiki.”
“And I guess I have no say in this?”
“Nope.”
“Great.”
“So, explain how this is going to work?”
It seemed the girls had heard about the club, and the parents weren’t going to allow them to go. Then they cooked up the idea that I would basically be a chaperone which would keep them safe. We were going to pick them up at their hotel. Then after I talked to Percy and Vincent, we could go to the club. Then she dropped another bomb.
“You have to take me shopping. I need a club outfit.”
“OK.”
“Don’t sound so enthused.”
“Yes dear.”
I needed back up and I had a plan. Since we had a few hours before we had to pick up the girls, I drove on post and headed over to the Exchange. She was surprised at the clothing she saw there. I followed her around as she shopped. I was tired and just wanted a nap before the night out. She found one dress that she was in love with. I was shocked that they actually had a velvet dress that went above the knee. The top kind of looked like a corset but wasn’t. I thought the price was fucking ridiculous; she thought it was a steal.
We went over to the barracks to see the guys. They agreed to go eat with us at the Mess Hall. That’s when I started on my sales pitch as to why they should go out to the club with us. I knew the girls wouldn’t be a bonus for Norbert, but maybe it would sway Mutellip.
Mutellip straight refused; he didn’t want to go to a bar. I just let it go, and Norbert said he’d talk to me after we ate.
He pulled me aside after we drove into the barracks parking lot.
“You remember the bar you saw me in?”
I gave him a questioning glance.
“Yeah.”
“Well, they close at 0130 and a lot of people from that bar go over to the Wave Waikiki. I’ve never been there myself. They say it’s kind a punk style bar with a live band playing.”
Well, it wasn’t like I could get out of it. He’d already made plans to go out but would stop by the Wave Waikiki. At least I’d have back up for a little while.
We went back to the rental house to unload the fuck ton of stuff that Kiku had bought. It was about three hours before we needed to leave. Kiku was dealing with the mountain of stuff, and I climbed into the bed to take a nap.
I woke up to a hand pulling my hand cock out of my shorts.
“Good you’re awake.”
“Do you always take advantage of males that are asleep?”
“No, I don’t feel like I’m taking advantage of you.”
“I’m OK with you taking advantage of me in this manner.”
“Now I know.”
It was then a quickie and a shower before getting dressed. We drove down to the Breakers Hotel. It was one of those hotels where all the doors faced towards the pool. The girls were waiting out front for us. They all looked spectacular. I was told to go talk to Percy and Vincent who were sitting at a table on the side of the pool.
Sitting down at the table, they both looked at me. Nothing was said for a moment before Vincent leaned forward towards me.
“Barnim, I hope you know how much Percy and I cherish our daughters. While they have started their journey into adulthood, we’d like to keep them protected. We both see you as a mature young man. We’re hoping that you’ll help keep our girls out of trouble.”
“I can do that. I’ll keep an eye on them like they were my own sisters.”
“We appreciate doing this for us. The girls don’t have a lot of money, so take this to help pay for what they might want. I’ll be offended if you don’t take it.”
I had no choice, so I took the money. With that we were on our way to the bar. We were early enough to get a close by parking space. Walking up, they didn’t seem to be worried about IDs. Before walking in I had the girls huddle up.
“Now we’re going to have an agreement. I was tasked with keeping the three of you out of trouble. Now I’m not here to police your actions. That being said, we’re going to have a couple of simple rules. No getting shitfaced drunk. I’m not carrying any of you out of the club. Next if your drink is unattended, it’s not drinkable. Lord knows what some guy could put in your drink. The last thing, if you’re going to leave with someone, at least come and let me know so I can see who it is. I’m not going to try to talk you out of it but just want to know in case something goes wrong.”
The three of them looked at each other and after some sort of weird unspoken female conversation agreed. We were about to go in when I got a good look at the girls in clear light. They were dressed to kill, hopefully I wouldn’t have to deal with a horde of douche bags and only have to deal with the idiots hitting on Kiku.
At a glance, all three girls had large tits. God damn Maisie had some huge tits. She was the biggest of the three though I wouldn’t say fat. Thick, with a little baby fat that she’d probably lose soon. She had on a charcoal-colored dress that went to mid-thigh. Spaghetti straps pulled those tits into the most wonderful cleavage.
Ameena was standing there wearing the most conservative outfit out of the three. The white linen pants showed she had a nice ass. Then there was a shiny strappy shirt.
Lucie was the tallest of three at what I guessed was about five foot eight. She damn near looked like sex walking. A short yellow plaid shirt and a tube top. Walking behind her, she had that overexaggerated swish to her hips as she moved. Looking over her shoulder, she winked at me.
The four of them were going to make this evening hard on me, literally.
The bouncer looked at the girls, then at me and waved us through. I could hear him mutter “Lucky bastard”. As soon as we got in the door, there was a counter where you had to pay the cover charge. They were charging five dollars more than normal as they were having a special surprise band playing. It was seventy-five bucks for the five of us. I decided to use the money that I was given.
The guy at the register kept smiling at me. Then after paying, he gave me a wink. I had recognized him and was at a loss until a small bit of information Norbert gave me came back. The guy that owned Hula’s Bar and Lei Stand, the gay bar I saw Norbert in, also owned this bar as well. This night was going to be interesting.
I could hear the beat of the music as we got to the doors of the club. The band was playing a cover of George Thorogood’s “One Bourbon, One shot, One beer”. With prodding, I directed the group towards the bar. Two Pina Coladas, two Mai Tais and a beer later we were trying to find a table. We claimed one in a corner next to a floor space that would obviously become the dance floor.
I took the chair against the wall so I could observe everything going on as best as possible. There wasn’t much dancing going on as they were playing a blend of 80’s punk, rock and alternative music. I cringed when they went into a cover of “Istanbul (Not Constantinople)” by They Might Be Giants as it was one of the worst covers that I’d ever heard.
It was an uneventful hour or so before they brought out the surprise band. The girls were dancing at the table, though I don’t know how with the music they were playing. They’d gotten a second round with me getting a Sprite.
Somebody came out onto stage to announce the surprise band.
“How’s everybody doing tonight?”
There was some cheering.
“So, these guys are going to be performing on Saturday at Nimitz Hall. They’re going to perform a few songs for us tonight. Please welcome the Toadies.”
The band came out and started playing. Out of the four songs they played, I only knew one of them, Possum Kingdom. All the girls decided at some point they were going to rub up against me. It was a constant teasing session. Then I caught Lacie whispering with Kiku and covertly pointing at three guys at the bar. When I glanced over, I could see the guys were military, probably looking for a good time. Then there was the fact that they kept staring at our table.
It took the three guys a few minutes to build up the courage to walk over. They were polite to the girls and introduced themselves. After a pause, they turned to look at me. The guy that seemed to be the leader then leaned onto the table.
“You’re the Marine that beat the Sailor from the USS Shiloh in the boxing tournament?” Well, that sure as hell wasn’t what I was expecting.
“Yeah, that was me.” They looked at each other for a second.
“You realize that you cost us a lot of money?”
Fuck. This wasn’t what I needed tonight. I looked at Kiku and tried to get her to take the girls over to the bar by looking at her then flicking my eyes towards the bar. It took a couple of times for her to get what I was doing. The girls excused themselves to the bathroom.
“So, what does y’all losing money have to do with me?”
“You’re the reason we lost money.”
“Again, what’s that got to do with me.”
“You’re going to make it right.”
And there it was, guys lose money, they get drunk and see the reason they lost money. I sure as hell didn’t need this. My nose sure as hell didn’t, seeing as it wasn’t healed. It was three on one, and I had to keep track of four females. Why couldn’t this have just been a nice evening out?
“Yeah, that’s not going to happen. You made a bet, lost and now want to blame me that you bet on the losing horse? Get over it.”
“Well, that’s not going to happen.”
I stood up from the bar stool I’d been sitting on, I wasn’t going to get caught unaware.
“So, what the hell is going on over here?”
Looking over, there were four guys standing there. I recognized three of them from the barracks. I believed that they were in one of India company’s Rifle platoons. One of the sailors turned to him.
“Oh, we’re just having a conversation with a friend.”
I just started laughing. They all looked at me.
“If you think this is a friendly conversation among friends, you three idiots know dog shit about me. I have only one Sea Faring Taxicab driver who’s a friend. You three surely aren’t that person.”
There was laughing coming from the Marines standing there. The three sailors were pissed about the Sailor jab, though you could also see that they were getting concerned as well. The four guys showing up ruined whatever they had planned.
“So, guys, what’s the play here? You’ve lost the numbers advantage. Do you really want to start a brawl with five Marines?”
The Marine that interjected earlier decided to add to it.
“I personally think it’s best if you guys just go ahead and find a new club. I’d hate for Shore Patrol to have to pick your asses up out of the gutter.”
The sailors made all kinds of threats as they walked away. The Marines moved over to the table. I told them to stay here for a second while I went to the bar. I grabbed beers for the guys. Talking to the female bartender, they didn’t have any cocktail waitresses, so she was going to send over the shot girl.
As I was heading back with the beers, the girls caught up with me. They seemed to all have fresh drinks in their hands. When asked, it seemed guys were buying them drinks. I remembered those days from the first go-around. Guys buying girls drinks in the furtherance of getting laid had been going on since men and women had been bumping uglies.
The shot girl was standing next to the table talking to the four Marines as we walked up. They turned as we walked up, and the guys were staring at the girls. Introductions were made and I only remembered one of the guys. Noah Palmer was a Corporal in the 2nd Platoon. The other guys were in the same platoon.
The shot girl only had two left, so she agreed to play waitress for a good tip. She came back with nine shots. Three Sex On the Beach, three Lemon Drops and three Kamikaze shots. It was right after we did the shots that the DJ was introduced for the rest of the evening. The energy in the place went up a thousand percent.
The girls decided to get out onto the dance floor. I just watched, though the guys from the table joined them and were sent packing. They did have better luck with other females. Palmer and I were keeping watch on our charges for the evening.
I did notice that both Ameena and Lucie were getting a little wobbly. It was probably time to think about changing over to water for them. I got up and had to push my way through the crowd on the dance floor. As I was just about to go to the group, Maisie saw me and alerted the rest. Just then the speakers blasted out a song that I remembered.
All of a sudden, the DJ blasted out “Boom, Boom, Boom”, and all four girls were dancing up against me. When the lyrics “girl your booty is so round” hit, Kiku was grinding her ass on my crotch. The next time the line hit, it was Maisie grinding on my crotch.
Some guy decided he was going to slide in. This was taken care of with a hand to the face over Maisie’s head. A sharp shove let it be known to stay the fuck away. That wasn’t an issue again after that.
Lacie and Ameena weren’t going to be left out of the dancing, so we stayed out on the dance floor for another two songs. They were surprisingly coordinated compared to the stumbling I saw earlier, though they were back to being wobbly walking back to the table. I leaned over to Kiku and let her know it was time to get the girls moving. I was going to hit the head and then we’d go. I told Kiku she was responsible for keeping them together.
When I walked back, Lucie was holding court with the Marines at the table. I could tell she was drunk, while Ameena was sitting there just out of it. Looking at my watch, it was almost 0200.
I got a bunch of dirty looks as I started getting them ready to head out. Leaning over to Palmer, I just explained that I told their parents I’d look out for them. Letting them get shitfaced drunk and ravaged by Marines wasn’t in the cards. He understood having younger sisters. The other guys just started scoping out new targets.
As we made it into the atrium, I saw Norbert about to pay his cover. I went over to him and tried to stop him.
“Hey, I hate to say this, but we’re taking off. Two of the girls are pretty drunk. I’m going to get them to their hotel.”
“No problem. I came here with a few friends, plus I’d like to see what this place is like.”
“OK, be careful. There’s a group of Marines and probably other service members in there.”
“Thanks. Hopefully your drunk wrangling goes well.”
We both went our different ways. I caught up and took over supporting Ameena as we made our way to the car. I ignored the inane chatter going on. Lucie and Ameena got stuffed into the back seat with Maisie, keeping an eye on them. My biggest hope was they didn’t puke in the back seat.
When I pulled out of the parking lot and headed towards their hotel I got yelled at. I was directed to find someplace to get food and then head back to the house. Theory was to get some food and then let the girls sober up before going back to the hotel. I knew this was slightly an excuse as Kiku had been swapping spit with Maisie and Lucie on the dance floor.
Just before we left downtown Honolulu, I pulled into a twenty-four-hour dinner. To make it easy, I just got five Loco Mocos1 to go. We were pulling out of the parking lot ten minutes later.
The food was gone quick, and Lucie was curled up on a chair and asleep within minutes while Ameena was lying on the couch. Kiku and Maisie went to the head as I cleaned up the mess in the kitchen. The trash bag was starting to overflow so I took it to the can in the carport. I decided to go in through the patio and see if I could see what was going on.
Walking around onto the patio, the large glass doors were open. I could see Maisie sitting on the edge of the bed. Her dress was bunched around her waist along with her top. In turn I leaned against the back of a lounger watching the erotic scene in front of me.
I began rubbing my crotch through my jeans as Kiku leaned down and took a nipple in her mouth while her hand was in between Maisie’s legs. Those tits were fabulous; they looked tasty and slightly larger than I thought they’d be. Maisie had her head back as soft moans started to make it to where I was. I heard Kiku comment on how big and soft her tits were.
Maisie was pushed back onto the bed. Kiku looked directly at me like she knew I was there then her head went directly in between Masie’s legs. That was my clue to join the party as Maisie started moaning louder and more frequently. Clothes were being shed as I made my way over to the bed. Looking down, Maisie had her eyes closed, moaning as Kiku’s tongue danced between her pussy lips.
Her eyes shot open as I placed her hand on my hard cock. She curled her hand and barely was able to get all the way around. She turned her head to look at it and her eyes went wide.
“Cor blimey!” Kiku’s head lifted at her exclamation. “I was shocked at seeing it. It’s so big.”
Reaching down I took one of her tits, they had to be at least double-Ds, maybe bigger. There was sag, but with the size that was to be expected. Maisie’s moaning got louder as she started stroking my cock.
After a bit Kiku got up, her face glistening a bit in the soft light. It was then her rearranging things how she wanted them. I was now sitting on the edge of the bed with Maisie between my legs. Kiku was behind her orchestrating the whole thing. Then Kiku did something that showed me she knew exactly what turned me on. She leaned next to Maisie and handed her a hair tie.
“Put your hair up. He’ll love watching you suck his dick.’
“Ok, though I don’t think I can get much of it into my mouth.”
“That’s fine. I’ll help you.”
Maisie was tentative at first, then her head was bobbing with a lot more gusto. Looking down, there was some additional help; Kiku was pushing on her head, forcing an extra inch or so past her gag reflex. This was causing something I’d only seen in porn. There were strings of saliva hanging from her chin and her tits were covered. Just as I noticed this, Kiku said something to her. There was a shake of her head no, then another whisper and a nod yes.
Next thing I knew, the spit was being pushed onto her tits and my cock slid between them. That feeling was unique and wonderful, though it took third place on my sexual scale. I could see Kiku’s hands working as well. She had both down in Maisie’s crotch while kissing and licking her neck and ears. This time her comments weren’t a whisper.
“You want him to fuck you, don’t you? You want to feel that big cock filling your tight pussy?”
Maisie began moaning in between her pleas of yes.
“Tell him what you want. Tell him how you want that fat dick stuffed into your tight pussy.”
My cock was still sliding between those great tits when she decided.
“I want to get on top first so I can get used to it. Then I want him to shag me rotten from behind.”
Kiku handed her a condom from the nightstand. For some reason it slid on like it was meant to be there. She climbed up onto my lap, Kiku gave me a couple of stokes then started rubbing the head along her pussy lips. Maisie leaned into me, kissing my neck and moaning. She squatted down to get the head in.
“Shite that’s big!”
“Just relax and take a second.”
Once she started moving, it was painfully slow. Feeling her slide up and down on just the head was divine torture. After a few minutes, she said she was ready. It took forever for her to slide all the way down onto my cock. God, this girl was tight and was pushing those big tits into my face. Griding her hips, I took hold of both tits and started going to town. Suddenly the tits were held up by Kiku and I moved my hands to her ass and started picking her up and down.
“Oh, god.”
She shifted so she sat down on my cock and leaned into me.
“Stop for a second.”
I just held her to me as Kiku kept up the stimulation. Her hands were all over our bodies. Maisie finally leaned back and looked at me.
“Can we switch?”
“Sure.”
Slowly climbing off me, Maisie rolled into the middle of the bed. Getting up on her hands and knees, she looked over her shoulder, wagging her ass at me.
“Come and get it big boy.”
She asked for it. Getting off the bed, I gave her a smack to the ass. Kiku climbed onto the bench in front of her. Giving Maisie a deep kiss, she then told me to give it to her.