Episode 14: Indecent Proposal

“Aww! Look at the kids all snuggly and cute.”

Zach Pedigo left his bed to venture into the unknown. Mainly to take a leak, but a still wide-opened door leading into Heidi Baker’s bedroom drew his attention, that meant time to be nosey. He had a hunch it was left open on purpose by Heidi so that Zach could visually comprehend that she was warm and cozy in the arms of her new lover Weaver Kytes. Weaver held her close as they slept, having worn themselves out competing sexually against Zach and his own lover caregiver nurse Khloe Vaughn.

Called a stalemate when it got down to it, the girls were screaming banshees for over three hours, destroyed emotionally by both men. Weaver being younger probably had the better stamina, but Zach had the experience and the ferocity. Not to mention a newly revived dominant gene that had been evolving within him to control Khloe. She did not need much persuading; she loved the role of trophy slut as Zach christened her. Just as he had Cleopatra Teleki, sharing his leadership seemed to fulfill both women. For today, this was all about Khloe.

Even though Khloe was fast asleep in his bed, she was like an angel all curled up beneath her wings and glowing. Much of the same impression could be said of his bombshell blond roommate, slash cum slut. Both girls were gorgeous beyond any man’s fantasy. Yet, there was just something about Heidi Baker that kept Zach Pedigo mesmerized. Maybe it was her defiant attitude one minute, daring exhibitionist the next. She definitely loved to torment Zach, teasing him every second yet keeping him at bay by admitting she only wanted to be friends.

For just a friend she had offered quite a lot of freedom in what she did allow Zach to get away with. Touching, kissing on, pretty much everything except hardcore fucking. She had tolerated the few times he had penetrated her without him taking her completely, not mad, not happy about it, more just being tense about things. She even gave him a short blowjob as he ate her out during a sweet 69. Regardless, he did his best to refrain from pushing too hard. Where was that dominant gene around her? All she technically wanted from Zach was for him to fulfill her freak side. One, she needed a daily regimen of cum shot all over her. Two, she adored watching others have sex with Zach. Finally, three, she got off on pushing his buttons.

In just one week they had bonded like family, she even referring to him as dad, a cruel joke considering she never knew her real father. That, and the fact Zach never had kids of his own, having been cut shortly after he got ended it with his ex-wife to avoid the heartache of any broken family situation. He could barely fund his own life without child support fluttering in multiple directions. He felt pretty fortunate that he and his ex-wife Yushea never had kids. Even after three years he was shocked that she hadn’t gotten knocked up by one of her secret lovers. All in the past now, of course. They divorced and moved onto better, well, different lives. Even though Heidi played off the father/ daughter thing around his landlord to avoid being put on his lease, others were told of their biological lie. Various reasons just kept the lie alive.

Hovering over his bathroom toilet Zach became a statuesque fountain and relieved his bladder. Like a malnourished Hercules he expressed muscle, yet wasn’t any Arnie or Columbo, just carved out with enough precision to get the ladies wet. Looking like actor Tom Hardy helped. Hearing his belly growl as he washed his hands, he knew it needed to be fed something more nutritional that pussy juice. After a quick splash or three of cold water on his face to wake up, he gargled with mouthwash and headed for the kitchen.

Heidi still had a few eggs in her carton, half a quart of milk, half a box of cereal. On his side? Beer! He really needed to shop. What few groceries he bought with the money his father loaned him, rather insisted he take, had filled his gas tank and fed him the last three days. The hundred bucks his co-worker Storm gave him for sex had paid their water bill before it could be shut off. That left him $23 and change.

He was still undecided about taking Rocky Teleki’s money to destroy his wife’s holes. With their daughter Cleo one of his trophy sluts with a bit of intimacy, it just seemed wrong. He really needed to talk to Cleo about it, even though he already knew her answer. She would say, whatever you want I’m behind you every second. He had Cleo, and Khloe so hooked that they were already mentally leashed. Zach was having the time of his life.

It was becoming more and more fun seeing just how far these young women would go for him. In his mind, there was room for a few more girls in his harem. There was still Nastiya, and their new neighbor Petra. Nasty was almost guaranteed, yet a wildcard. Petra? He hadn’t really spoken to her outside of her seeing him nude at the door when Heidi barged in on, he and Khloe in the living earlier in the day. Work in progress!

At 7:00 P.M. it was still early, even with the others snoring away. Wide awake he gave up on his hunger pains and just popped the cap on a beer. Prepared to collapse on the sofa and watch what few channels his TV reception could get, he was startled by a knock on the door. Still nude, dick dangling low he frowned and stepped to the peep hole to see who it was. The hole was dark so that meant a hand was over it.

“Who is it?” Zach decided to reply.

“Seattle PD.” A male voice sternly spoke, “Is this Zachary Pedigo?”

“Uhhh! Maybe. What did I do?”

“Responding to a disturbance call, Sir. There have been multiple reports of what sounded like an orgy on the premises. The landlord requested we check it out. Please comply and open the door.”

“I smell pizza.”

“Open the fucking door.”

“Break it down, Pig.” Zach chuckled.

“I have booze.”

“Well, so do I. Is it better than a Budweiser?”

“200 proof!”

“You could have led with that, Officer.” Zach unlocked his front door and opened it wide knowing exactly who was on the other side all along. Arms wide he stood with a full-frontal pose. “Nick you ugly bastard. Where have you been hiding?”

In the hallway stood a thin yet tall man with a dark goatee, long hair held under a skullcap bandana, shades on top, even if it was dusk outside. Scowling at Zach’s brazen appearance he dared to take a look at his penis before a grunt. “So, that’s where my bottle opener went. Put some pants on you perverted motherfucker.”

“What? Not ballsy enough to sit with an exhibitionist? Where’s the pizza? I’m starving.”

Shaking his head Nick Riley stepped aside in favor of a cute young woman with platinum blond hair that barely touched her shoulders. She wore tight faded denim scissor cut booty shorts that threaded along the thighs. Suede boots, and an extremely narrow gold halter top on shoestring chains expressed a pair of humongous 40G titties. Definitely a boob job. Those beauties were porn star quality.

“Pizza delivery? Are you expecting a tip?” Zach laughed without wavering and stood his ground. Lowering her eyes, the platinum beauty watched his dick quickly rise erect, expressing the return of its missing three inches due to limp fatigue. Nick just rolled his eyes. She was impressed, unable to blink in the exploration.

“Not that kind of tip.” Nick slapped the girl on the ass to persuade her to stop staring. “Zach? I want you to meet my girl, Iris. Iris? Dickhead.” He brought on his own secondary wave of lowered eyeballs, checking Zach out. Two more inches higher she flared her eyes and began smiling. Zero embarrassment!

“Hi Iris. Nice to eat you. I mean meet you.” Zach took the pizza and turned to walk away, now her eyes were scoping out his chiseled ass. Fanning herself the girl finally spoke.

“Sorry, Nick. This is where we break up and I jump his bones.”

Placing the pizza on his coffee table Zach turned back around to play the game she started. “Sucks to be you Nico. Bring it on in beautiful.” Arms extended for a hug Iris glanced at Nick as if asking permission. Rolling his eyes Nick nodded toward Zach. “Get it out of your system.” Shamelessly, Iris marched right into Zach’s arms for a tight hug, his erection jabbing her right where it counted. Holding her against him just to fuck with Nick, he rubbed her back briskly. She found her hands caressing his back trying hard not to go lower than his spine. Nope! Had to sample those butt cheeks.

“You’re losing me Nick.” Iris laughed.

Nick sat his bottle of Jack Daniels on the coffee table next to the pizza box, then stepped behind Iris to hug her from behind, his own tented erection poised against her tight little heartbreaker ass. She sighed at their combined influence.

“I love you man.” Zach chuckled.

“Love you too, Bro.” Nick sniveled as if tearing up. “Nothing could ever cum between us Buddy.”

“Don’t be so sure.” She giggled.

A shared laugh Zach released Iris and Nick and stepped back, “Let me go put some pants on before I have your girl shoving you out the door.”

“Show the man.” Nick nodded with pride. Iris shrugged then lifted her halter top up to show off her dynamite 40G’s. “Good God! I meant the ring.”

“Oh! My bad.’ She winked at Zach who had already envisioned titty fucking those silicone sweethearts. Leaving her top up over her breasts she extended her left hand to show off a good-sized rock.

“You’re kidding me. Nick Riley got engaged?”

“Sure did. Put your shirt down.”

“I don’t want to.” She razzed him with her tongue.

“See what you started, Bro?”

Zach puckered looking her tits over with a dramatic act of primping just before tugging her shirt back down over her chest for her. He made certain his knuckles grazed her nipples for effect.

“That gave me chills.” She whistled silently, “I’ll behave now. Sorry, Baby!” She melded into Nick’s arm and placed one hand on her man’s ass, the other on his chest. Nick chuckled at her snuggling up and waved Zach away to go put on his pants. Zach didn’t have a chance. From his bedroom pranced Khloe Vaughn, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Without a single thread of clothing on, she made Zach proud. Not only did she boldly walk out to join them, but she showed no sign of hesitation, or shyness. Hugging Zach from behind, her tits crushed into his back.

“Are we interrupting anything, Bro?” Nick found his eyes exploring Khloe as Zach drug her in front of him and showed her off. Even Iris was grinning at Khloe’s fit build.

“Nope! Make yourselves at home.” Zach nodded toward his sofa. In response Iris began to unzip her shorts until Nick smacked her hand.

“Not that at home. Christ! Sit your sexy ass down.”

“Hi, I’m Iris.” She warmly greeted Khloe with an extended hand of friendship.

“Hi, I’m his.”

“This is Khloe.” Zach hugged her from behind. “Seriously, take a seat. Crack open that bottle Buddy. Let’s celebrate.” He patted Khloe on the ass and whispered, “Go get four glasses.”

“Do you have any?” She smirked.

“Plastic Solo cups in the cabinet.”

“Bachelor’s, I swear.” The nursemaid giggled prancing around the couple to step into the kitchen. Nick couldn’t resist watching her sway. Iris noticed and winked at Zach playfully for her man’s roving eyes. Zach wasn’t much better, winking back at Iris, he undressed the fiancée with his eyes, ending his tour with a creased brow and a frown. Pointing at Nick for her to acknowledge with her eyes, Zach mouthed the words, “You can do better.” As she sighed weighing in on his words, she nodded her agreement and trailed a seductive index finger between her cleavage. Stroking his cock just for her brightened her gaze.

“Seriously, you crazy kids. I’m really happy for you.” Zach dared to march right back up to Iris for another hug just as Khloe returned with red plastic cups. Her return drew Nick into her allure as she stood in front of him with dazzling eyes, tits perky and nipples like daggers. Nick found himself stroking the neck of his whiskey bottle. While Nick was distracted Zach in hugging Iris tightly let his monster cock jab her right between her thighs. She took the bait and lowered her left hand to curl fingers around his girth, gently tugging at it. It was then that she whispered, “I love Nick.” To which Zach replied, “You love dick?” A brisk giggle later, she had to agree to both. Hand withdrawn from his beast she retreated without so much as a blush. Thoughts were seeded. Capturing her wrist drawing her back, Zach made his true thoughts clear, “Make my boy happy. Not this boy,” He wagged his dick affectionately called Hardy, “I mean Nick. He’s a good guy.”

“I plan to.” Her eyes again lowered to seduce her own thoughts on Zach while alluding to his magnificence. Deep breath taken in she forced herself to turn away. Nick was pouring glasses and she certainly needed a stiff one.

Khloe holding glasses brought Zach his and her own, Nick filling that of his and Iris before handing off a cup to his fiancée. He could tell that Iris was aroused without even any admission; he knew her subtle eye contact with him meant that she was definitely thinking sex. Before Nick could reel back from passing off her glass Iris drew him in for a kiss. Intimate and steamy Khloe found herself expressing a neediness of her own, sharing tender glances of yearning toward Zach. He knew; therefore, he stepped closer to the stunning nurse and caressed her cheek. She melted into his palm as if thanking him for even acknowledging her. A tender kiss that only lasted three seconds kept her intoxicated and calm. With a soft whisper he convinced her to be understanding. “Trophy.” It certainly made her smile.

“Are we toasting, or do you need to borrow my bed?” Zach raised his voice. A few seconds later the loving couple parted lips and Nick pointed at his best friend.

“I’m not sure why you people are still naked, but Iris here doesn’t seem to mind.”

“That true Bride to be?” Zach winked at her pulling Khloe closer to his side. Without even requesting, telling, or even a simple nod the nurse reached in with her free hand to stroke Zach’s cock while maintaining her eye contact on Nick. Iris took note of her behavior and made her own journey from chest to inseam in order to rub Nick’s crotch. She hadn’t noticed before now just how hard Nick was until she got her hands on him. Was it due to Khloe? Careful scrutiny discovered Nick’s roving eye; it made Iris smirk. She was openminded, but Nick always needed a bit of inspiration to try anything new. Feeling her hand rubbing his jeans Nick explored his girl’s emotions.

“What’s going on here?” Nick chuckled.

“Are we going to let these two have all the fun?”

“Couple glasses of JD and then you can ask me that again.” Nick downed his glass in two swallows, fire in the hole, but he was used to the inferno. Giggling, Iris reached her own glass over toward Khloe and they collided cups.

“I think my man has eyes for your girl, Zach.”

“Fair is fair. I got eyes for Nick’s girl.” Nick narrowed his gaze then poured another drink into his empty glass.

“Drink the fuck up.” Nick retaliated as everyone took their drinks to their lips with gusto. Khloe began choking and fanning her face, she was not much for any type of alcohol, but she refused to ignore taking part. Rubbing her back Zach at least seemed concerned.

“Medicinal purposes, right Nurse?” She merely nodded laughing between coughs.