Episode 16: GETTING cOFFee

Someone had morning wood. Pretty much around the clock lumber. Long brown hair tickling his nose, Zach Pedigo woke up to the scent of servitude. Laying in his clutches was his landlord’s fetching young caregiver Khloe Vaughn, stirring but respectful not to rush his awareness. Having drank a bit too much Jack Daniel’s in celebrating the engagement of his friends Nick and Iris, Zach was still a bit under the weather. It stunned him that Nick had managed to hide his new relationship, having been best friends since Zach had moved to Seattle from Vancouver. Of course, Nick Riley being in the music industry kept him pretty busy. It was nice to touch base again. Touch his fiancée too. Things definitely took a strange turn, a story unto herself Miss Iris Trumble. Unknown to all, including her fiancée, a last-minute panic she legally took on a name change from MacNamara. Still Iris! Again, a story for another day.

Hearing the thunderous roar of the shower in the background Zach’s hangover made him wince. Defying the noise, it made him realize that he needed to drain his radiator. Truth be known poor Khloe had faced discomfort for over an hour, her own bladder full and ready to burst. Sensing her need via her tensing limbs Zach found sympathy, releasing her with a whispered, “Go.” Easing from his grasp she caressed his cheek before escape, crawling to her feet she shuffled to the bathroom. If not, she might have made the mistake that his insistence she “GO!” might have meant right there on the floor.

Entering without warning Khloe found Heidi Baker and her beau Weaver Kytes taking a shower together. A quick admiration of their tender embrace beneath the cascade she scurried to the toilet. Finding her porcelain throne chilly she shivered then emptied her treasure trough of liquid gold. Wiping first she flushed the toilet without even a thought. Bad move in this apartment complex.

“HOLY FUCK!” Heidi screamed at the sudden temperature drop in the water, Weaver gritting his teeth used Heidi as a human shield. Nobody had warned Khloe of the water heaters unpredictable attacks. Weaver laughing at Heidi only made her race around the boy and switch shields. It was his turn to yell, “HOLY FUCK!”

“Sorry guys.”

Heidi rubbed a clearing in the steamed-up glass and spotted Khloe. Before Khloe could even wash her hands Heidi opened the shower door and pulled a hardly resistant Khloe into the chill of the waterfall. Letting out a shrill squeal Khloe Vaughn learned her lesson.

“Finally escape the old fart?” Heidi said, bathing Khloe against her will with a soaped-up luffa. As she stood between, she and Weaver in the tight confinement poor Rooster Boy Weaver was relegated into a corner watching. The Mohawk tressed boy, now a comb over of colors found it difficult not to get rock hard with two beauties in there with him. Forgiveness led to pampering.

“He’s awake. Bad hangover though. They drank a lot after you went to bed.”

“We couldn’t sleep over Iris screaming her lungs out.” Heidi chuckled.

“Worked for me, I got some more.” Weaver laughed, deciding to be brave and attempt to share in the moment by shampooing Khloe’s wet mane, she merely smiled at their attentions. Khloe felt Weaver’s erection rubbing between her ass cheeks and shyly smirked.

“Well, good morning to him too.”

“Might as well be useful, seeing as I’m pinned in behind you with nowhere to go.”

“He just washed my hair too.” Heidi snickered, “I think he has a future as a hair stylist. Isn’t his floppy rooster crown so cute dangling over his face?”

“It is adorable.” Khloe winked at Weaver as he massaged her scalp, “I could get used to this pampering.” His dick was right up inside her butt crack as she enjoyed his lathering skills.

“SO!” Heidi tilted Khloe to look her in the eye, brushing suds away from blinding her, “Liking my dad?”

“I do.”

“Trophy slut I hear. Sounds interesting. My sister Kayla told me about the gym ... and ... well, afterwards.”

“I just did what I was told to do.”

“WAIT!” Weaver halted his massage, “I totally forgot about Cleopatra. I thought she and your dad were ... uhhh?”

“Relax Foghorn Leghorn, dad’s got game. Isn’t that right, Khloe?”

“I am aware of this Cleo; Zach does not hide things from me.” Khloe winked at Heidi, “Your father is an incredible lover. I hope he keeps me around.”

“Does Cleo know?” Weaver worried for his old classmate.

“She’s cool with things.” Heidi rolled her eyes, “One of many. You saw Petra in here last night too. Add in my friend Nastiya, and kinda sorta my sister Kayla, between bitches.”

“Crazy. Can I?” He grins at Heidi with a devilish reaction, “Have a few girls of my own?”

“Feel free stud. You just be sure to chase this pussy harder than any of them. I’m not running from you.” Heidi reached around Khloe to flip his pink hair. “Especially after your giving me away at the store you work at. Ace ever say anything about that day?”

“Nice! You sound like your dad. This is totally awesome, all of us being so open. As far as Ace goes, mostly about fucking your friend Nasty. He was kind of busy.”

“True that! Rinse her hair and condition it.” Following her instructions Weaver did just that, Khloe felt incredibly privileged. As Weaver enjoyed his moment with Khloe, Heidi pondered the deception over everyone believing of Zach and herself as father and daughter. For now, it was better that Weaver didn’t know the truth. Besides, it was kind of fun.

As Khloe and Weaver switched places with Heidi to better finish her rinse, Zach made his own appearance as he teetered in to urinate. Finding all three of them in the shower he had to grin. In a strange thought he felt like his new family was coming together nicely. He was tired of living alone and in denial of what he was within. In just one week Zach Pedigo’s luck took a solid turn down the right street. He was always a strong sturdy soul even when married to Yushea, her activities outmaneuvering his evolution until he decided it wasn’t worth the effort.

Yushea just had a hard time telling him the truth about her hidden affairs. Had it been now, when he was more in control over his needs and open to others, things might have been different. She chose others over him, over his needs of her. Back then, his ideas over dominance were just being realized, a bit too late even though he did approach her with it just before they parted ways. If she had just been honest all along, he would have consented to her needs as long as he controlled them. Zach’s mojo got smacked down. NEVER AGAIN! Why was he even thinking of Yushea now? Fuck that bitch. He was on a roll, no screeching halts now.

Deep in thought as he stood pissing a noisy, violent stream, he heard Khloe tell Heidi that she had always had a submissive streak hidden away. She simply waited until she could find the right man to encourage her to serve his needs. Heidi retaliated with, “SO NOT SUBMISSIVE. DON’T GET ANY IDEAS, ROOSTER BOY. I do what I want and offer my best. I’m just a cum slut.” Weaver just laughed at her.

Finishing his fountain pose with a wag of his penis to vacate a finality of droplets, Zach leans in step toward the shower door and slapped it twice, just before flushing. Fair enough warning. Even Weaver screamed like a girl that time.

“Anyone up for Starfuck’s? I need coffee.” Zach raised his voice over the choir of crying souls.

“With what money?” Heidi coughed up, “You sell blood again?”

“Against my better judgment I called in a favor from the record producer. Nick floated me a lifesaver loan until I reach dry land.”

“Ummm! Did you forget about rent and utilities dad?”

“Nope.” He shook his head reminded of yesterday with Stormy at work, “I made an easy hundred yesterday at work, so I paid the water bill. It’s a start considering we all like ... LONG SHOWERS.” Another pat on the glass door led to Khloe shutting the water off.

“Your friend is a record producer?” He heard Weaver choke up loudly, then opening the door to step out to face Zach. Two big cocks nearly dueled one another until Weaver cringed grabbing a towel from a hook beside them.

“My towel, Kid.” Zach snatched his back before Weaver could use it on himself.

“Sorry.” He grabbed a secondary towel but lost it just as fast as Heidi stole it away to dry herself off leaving Weaver to hide his penis behind his knuckles.

“Let me guess...” Zach frowned, “Your band has a demo CD you want me to get Nick to listen to.”

“Dude!” Weaver didn’t care anymore, his hands up almost in a prayer, “Get us noticed. Please!”

“Noticing too much of you already, Cockstar.”

“Cockstar.” Heidi laughed, “I should have thought of that one.”

“I haven’t heard you yet, if your singing is anything like your moans keep your day job.”

“Let me grab my cell I have a video of us playing.” Racing away wet through the apartment made Zach shake his head.

“Yep! Kid’s wet behind the ears.”

“Rears too.” Heidi giggles! In response to a shared eye contact Zach picked Heidi up off the bathmat as she was drying her pits and moved her out of the way. He then palmed Khloe by both tits ushering her back into the shower before she could even cross the threshold. Closing the door behind him he turned the water back on and handed her his own luffa. Accepting it Khloe set about bathing Zach from head to toe. Kneeling, she cleaned him of last nights stank. Heidi watching her tenderness pouted slightly at the moment, it reminded her of the day that she shared the shower with him. Sighing over the past she turned to catch Weaver returning with his cell. Before he could say a word, she cupped her fingers over his mouth and took him back to her bedroom to dry him off. She told him to save it for Starbuck’s.

As Khloe knelt soaping up Zach’s genitals he peered down at her doe like gaze. A reminder was needed, “No more of the term, Master. In your mind yes, verbally no. Just respect my wishes and follow through. I need you to be yourself, you’ve already proven yourself to me.”

“Do I refer to you as anything else? Sir?”

“Just Zach. Learn to read my expressions, my thoughts will guide you.”

“I’m already getting good at that. Please never doubt my desire to be your trophy slut. I want you to be proud of me, brag about my abilities. I’ve admired you for quite a while Zach, thank you for bringing out something I’ve wanted since, well, my younger days.”

“You’re what 22? How younger are you talking?” He chuckled.

“Let’s just say I wore braces and a training bra.” She blushed a bit. Puckering his lips over her revelation he concluded that was in her past, this was here and now.

“At least you kept fit. That’s what I like about you.”

“I adapt to my surroundings. Men crave women that reside in their fantasies. I made it my goal to target such perfection. Fitness is fun. With my body already being pretty well defined it’s not hard to maintain it.”

“So, you want men to want you.” He narrowed his eyes as she continued soaping his cock with her hands. The memory of Heidi doing the same crept in.

“I want you to want me to want men.” She smirked, “I’ve spoken of loyalty, failure would devastate me. I will honor you by not calling you master out loud but know that my thoughts welcome that as your identity.”

“You know I’m a voyeur as much as an exhibitionist. I like your work Khloe Lou. Keep it up.”

“May I ask a question?”

“Yep.”

“This Cleo, now Petra, possibly Iris? Are they, trophies as well?”

“A good athlete has many trophies. Is there a problem with the shelf I have you on?”

“Not at all. Use me as you require. All I ask is that I’m allowed to make a living beyond your desires.”

“Wiping Walter’s ass?” He chuckled over his landlord, her elderly client.

“If that is required. It pays the bills.”

“You plan on being a caregiver forever?”

“As needed, unless you have a better idea?”

“Just getting on my feet, living day to day.”

“As long as I can pay my bills, what I have left is yours.” Troubled by her offer he snapped his fingers for her to rise facing him. Circling her entire neck with both of his hands like a human collar, he set the record straight with a stern gaze.

“I will NEVER take a dime from you. My dad gave me money recently, and it ate me up. The money I borrowed from Nick goes beyond what I told you three earlier, my secret for now. I’ve been offered a few odd jobs through the Teleki’s, but I’m on the fence for personal reasons.” He didn’t want to appear like he was a gigolo in accepting Rockwell Teleki’s offer to buy his services just to shut his wife up. Truthfully, his daughter Cleopatra was all he wanted from that family, but the money was good. Angel Teleki was drop dead gorgeous, but it felt wrong. At least at the time. He still considered the offer, going so far as to pushing Rocky’s buttons by encouraging him that Cleo had to watch him right beside her father if he accepted. Sadly, Rocky agreed. Not happy about it, but so be it. Even Zach’s co-worker Stormy got him to break down and do her. Midget sex was better than he thought. “Okay, I might end up mending that fence.”

“This is what I’m talking about Zach.” Khloe pointed at his hands around her throat, “Own me.”

“Works for me.” He kissed her hard, not bothering to loosen his grip, her whimper of expectation winning him over, “MY SLUT.”

“Make me do it all. I’ll never say no, nor will I show signs of hesitation. I swear to you.”

“Done.” He nodded then pressed his forehead against hers, “Cold waters kind of killing the mood here. Let’s go get coffee.”

“Can I suggest something other than Starbuck’s?”

“I’m listening.”

“My sister Kyndal sings at a coffee house all day long. I’d love for you to meet her.”

“Where?” He shut the water off.

“Mugshot’s! It’s uptown near the bay. I can drive, seeing as you only own a bike.”