Chapter 14

Four hours later, the group pulled back into their camper park. Pixy pulled up next to John and asked “Do you have a spare key for your place? I assume that’s where we will live for now?”

Looking at her, he pulled out his key ring and handed her a key saying “You mean our place.”

She just smiled which dimmed slightly when she saw Mary’s face.

Picking up on the sudden mood shift, John looked at Mary and said, “You’re part of us. I expect you both in my bed tonight.”

Mary smiled brightly at that and said “Yes Sir” while running her hand over his package.

After that, they all entered John’s camper.

Seeing it was only 1600 hours, John got out of his riding gear and into his normal shorts and T-shirt. Looking at the pair, he said “Get comfortable, we need to talk.” At that the pair stripped down to their panties. John sat in his recliner while the pair sat on the couch opposite him clad only in panties.

“Going forward, we are one. Fuck what the law thinks about us. You both made it clear you were a unit together, and I took you both as a unit. Is that clear enough for both of you?” he said as he stared at Mary.

Mary began to cry, “I was afraid I had lost my best friend, I’m sorry.”

John looked at them and said, “When I married Pixy, I married you in the doing. When I get back to Oklahoma, I’ll be making rings for the three of us. Hold a minute.”

John got up and went into the bedroom coming out with a box. Opening it, they saw and array of custom jewelry that he had made. Digging out a piece of finely polished wood, that had multiple holes, he handed it to Mary, “Stick your ring finger into these holes until you find one that fits.”

After a short while she held up the board with her finger sticking through a hole. “What number is that?”

She took the board off and read off the number for the hole.

John dug around in the box pulling turquoise rings out. He first passed one to Pixy, then to Mary, then put one on himself. Looking at them, the pair could see they were of matching design except Johns was wider.

“As I said, I will make us a custom set when I get back, but for now, these will symbolize our trinity.”

Mary was bawling her eyes out at that with Pixy holding her.

John stood and lead them over to his chair, sitting and pulling both girls into his lap hugging them. After a while, they had calmed. Mary asked “This won’t affect Al, will it? I mean, he gave me a chance, and I don’t want to burn him when I leave.”

John looked her in the eye “That’s another thing I wanted to talk to you about. His wife is giving him grief about you. She is apparently intimidated and not feeling very secure with you around him. He’s afraid he’ll end up in divorce court if he keeps you on, so I don’t think it’s going to be a problem when you leave.”

Mary managed to look offended and relieved at the same time. “So, what the hell do I do now?”

John said “Keep the status quo for now. I’ll work it out with Al for you, if you wish.”

She nodded her assent to that and leaned into his shoulder.

“What I intend to do, in the short term, is ask that you be assigned to our site replete with equipment until it finishes. The inspection requirements will change for the tie in, meaning you’ll be doing some dye penetrant and magnetic particle inspection along with the UT on the pumping station end. You would be out there most of the time anyway by that time, and the contract has that written in. Until we get to the station, you may get called off for some UT elsewhere, but that is unlikely as there isn’t anywhere else in the area that could use the UT on their projects. At most, it would be some AWS D1.1 UT on the new helipad upgrade over at the hospital. There is nothing else moving that I’m aware of.”

Mary once again nodded her head. She already knew Al’s workload and had been a bit worried about it.

Pixy piped up, “I always wanted to start a company, and with this new to me money, I can do that and hire you on.”

John looked at them and said “That is the final point I wanted to raise. You girls need to angle towards independence in the future. You need to have your own company for that. Unfortunately, to get the more lucrative contracts you’ve got to play the government’s diversity games. You have a leg up on that anyway. Mary, you were Air Force, are female, and considered Hispanic. Pixy, you have another female gender card. I can throw my name in giving it a Native American card and another Veteran card. The majority would still be a woman-owned business, with some minority cards mixed in. You could bid jobs others couldn’t touch and still be profitable.”

Pixy looked at him “That doesn’t sound fair.”

John replied “It’s s not fair, but fair is a notional concept in today’s business world, right up there with the tooth fairy and Santa Claus. Not playing the cards available is a setup for failure, so we play the cards as dealt.”

They both nodded at that.

Pixy leaned over and tried to clean John’s tonsils, then said, “I need to suck some dick” at which she dropped to her knees, saying “Help me, slut” which brought Mary to her knees next to her. John just lifted his hips as the pair shucked him out of his shorts.

Mary lifted his dick swabbing his balls with her long tongue, while Pixy started bobbing on his head. After a few minutes Mary stood and took two hands full of Pixy’s raven blue-streaked hair and used it to push Pixy’s face down until her chin touched John’s balls. Then she pulled Pixy up and said “Breath bitch” and repeated the action. As she used Pixy’s mouth to jack him off, she asked John, “You haven’t taken our asses yet? Do you not like to do that?” and with another thrust, shoved John’s dick back down Pixy’s throat.

John said. “I’m not against it, you volunteering for it?”

She replied “Only if you do it right. I like it when someone isn’t gentle and just fucks my ass brutally.”

As Pixy came up for air, she started laughing, “That’s the slut I know!”

Shoving Pixy’s face back down on John’s dick, Mary said, “Slut? Whose face is buried in dick, bitch?”

John grabbed Pixy’s head and said “Enough.”

He pulled Pixy up, then stood and said, “Pixy, get the rubbing oil.”

With that he grabbed a handful of Mary’s hair and bent her over the chair, while plunging into her pussy to the hilt. After a few strokes, Mary was moaning, and Pixy was back. “Here’s the oil!”

John pulled out and Pixy shoved the bottle tip up Mary’s ass squeezing it empty. Mary had oil seeping out of her ass when Pixy pulled the bottle out. John stuck the head of his dick up to Mary’s rosebud, then shoved in until his balls slapped her pussy.