Chapter 15

Author’s Note: The rollicking good times in Europe keep coming! I think we will wrap up this portion of the narrative after Chapter 16. I hope you enjoy this. There’s some drama. There’s some fun, and there’s a whole lot of fucking and partying. Totally unusual.

Somehow, the girls didn’t say a word about me spending the night with Anja. We had only been in the extra bedroom connected to our suite, where my wives had slept, but it didn’t create the scandal I thought it might. In fact, no one even brought it up, which didn’t seem right. I felt guilty about it. I also had some other concerns. Most of the night was a blank canvas for me. That was unusual. I didn’t normally black out.

But we all got moving from Milan and took the jet together with Riley and Henry and our other friends back to London and the castle. Anja had flown back with us but peeled off for a couple days to work on the surprise she had teased. The upshot was that my body welcomed some time to get back into equilibrium. I had been rough on it, and I needed to back off a bit.

That wasn’t fully possible, however, because we were joined at the castle by Petey and Alix. They were such a welcome addition to the entourage, and we knew we had to throw them a welcome party. At the same time, we had some business to discuss. I had to admit, it was awfully nice having just our group together for those couple days. The tour had been fun, but there was something about the relentless energy it required. We had been burning the candle at both ends, and the time before those Vienna shows and wrapping up with the final three concerts in London made me realize that I was ready to be back home in Los Angeles.

It was an unseasonably hot day in London, even for summer, but it still felt good. Jason, Petey, and I were passing a large joint around while the girls sunbathed nude, smoking their own cigarettes and marijuana and steadily working their way through bottles of Champagne.

“So, I had an idea,” I told Jason and Petey. I had already summarized my prior conversations with Henry about his desire to focus on picking up an acting career and being serious about it. “If you got him on board for acting, Petey, what about bringing in both Riley and Henry for music?”

“Riley and I talked about her starting her own label,” Jason added. “Move it off on her own. I know she’s been wanting to do it, but I think now, given everything that’s happened with her last album and this tour? Time to strike while the iron is hot. She’s never been bigger, and her brand is only growing.”

“We give Henry the acting carrot, which is what we do best,” Petey said. “And give both Riley and Henry a platform to keep everything for their careers under their control and under one roof.”

“Exactly right,” I said.

“Do you think they’d go for it?” Petey asked.

“I’m not aware that they’ve looked into other options,” I said. “For now, we may be the only game in town.”

“All the more reason to move quickly,” Petey said.

“And, I think we have to say it, but we would offer them a certain ... lifestyle consistency that probably appeals to them,” Jason said. “They’re friends.”

“We know how they operate,” I said. “They know we wouldn’t jeopardize them. We have the same priorities as they do.”

I looked across the garden and watched the girls through my sunglasses. What a set of priorities it was. My four wives looked radiant as they shared two joints, their bodies glistening in the sunshine. Crystal and Bianka were laughing with Alix about something. Stephanie sat demurely on the ground at the foot of Rita’s lounge chair, her breasts standing up proudly, and her triangular smile radiating across the pool from us. Juliet and Melanie chatted while on their backs, fully exposed to the sun. Shelly and Nicole tapped on their phones as they passed a joint back and forth.

Jason and Petey noticed my words had trailed off and knew exactly what I was looking at.

“It is a damn impressive display,” Petey said.

“Sometimes I have to remind myself this is real,” Jason said.

“Me, too, brother,” I said. “Every day.”

“I don’t remember Shelly very well,” Petey said, “but, fuck me, she is a smoke show.”

“She’s been letting her hair down while she’s been here, too,” Jason said.

“A ton of fun,” I added.

“I’d like to find out,” I said. “Alix mentioned she used to work for the agency, but, Jesus, I want to tap that.”

“Do it, brother,” I encouraged him.

“I’m about ready to press the button on play time myself,” Jason said.

“Yeah, I need to make sure I don’t set foot in the doghouse again,” I said. “Need to give the wives some serious attention.”

“As if that’s such a chore,” Petey joked.

“I’m telling you, man,” I said, “that molly Anja had the other night really laid it on me.”

“That shit was incredible,” Jason said.

“Do you remember that night?” I asked.

“Yeah,” Jason said. “I mean, most of it.”

“I’m about ready to turn up this party,” Petey said. “I can’t look at all those tits across the way and not want to blow some lines off them.”

“Who would you pick first?” Jason asked.

“Are we going to turn this into a game?” Petey said, looking over the top of his sunglasses.

“Seems like a fun game to play,” I said.

“I’d start with Alix,” Petey said.

“Oh no you don’t,” Jason said with a laugh. “You can’t start with your own girl.”

“Come on, Alix has great tits,” Petey said with a laugh.

“Amazing tits,” Jason said. “But, new rule, it can’t be your own girl.”

“Fine,” Petey said. “The new girl. Stephanie. It boggles my mind that those are natural. They’re incredible. How about you, John?”

“That’s easy,” I said. “Alix. Jason?”

We laughed.

“Nicole,” he said. “There is just something about that chick, man. She’s got a male-style primal animal inside her.”

“She is a fuck machine,” I said.

“You know, I’m realizing that I don’t swim enough in the same pond as you two, gentlemen,” Petey said. “We should be hanging out like this more often. Less business. More fun.”

“Bring it on, brother,” Jason said. “The girls all love you.”

Just as we were about to make a move, Riley and Henry emerged from the castle. They had been working in the recording studio all morning. Now they were ready to join the group. They split off, Henry coming to the guys’ side of the people, and Riley joining the girls. All of us, even Henry, remained silent and watched Riley strip down to her birthday suit.

“I’ve got to say,” Jason said, “with utmost respect, Henry, there is just something incredible when a famous chick looks even better in person than they do all done up on stage or on TV or in photos.”

“It’s a fact,” Henry said. “What are we up to gents? Can I get a hit of that?”

Petey passed Henry the joint, which was about half-smoked now. He took a hard pull.

“Actually, we were just talking about how to get you moving and shaking in Hollywood, my man,” I said.

“Yeah?” Henry said, holding the smoke in his lungs.

“John has kept me apprised,” Petey said, in full mogul mode now. “I’ve kept my eyes out for some scripts. When you get off the road here – and I hear nothing but rave reviews, man; you’ve been out here doing something really special – why don’t we meet back in LA and go through a few. You can tell me what looks like it would be a fit for you. We can have something lined up at your pace.”

“That sounds amazing, man,” Henry said, passing the joint along.

“We’re going to make big things happen for you, Henry,” Petey said.

“I like the sound of that,” he said, nodding his head enthusiastically.

Notably, Petey didn’t bring up the music side of the business. He was going to save that until Henry was hooked on the acting front. Then he could make the play to bring all their business under a single umbrella.

“Just before you came out, Henry, I was saying we should turn up this party,” Petey said.

“I also like the sound of that,” he said.

“Let’s ask you,” Jason said. “We were picking which girl whose tits you’d want to do a line off of. You can’t say Riley. Has to be someone who’s not your girl.”

“Katie,” Henry said instantly. “Although those naturals Stephanie is packing are impressive. But, fuck, there’s something about Katie.”

“Boring,” I said, smiling at Henry. “You blow lines off her tits all the time. They’re great, don’t get me wrong, but variety is the spice of life!”

Henry laughed.

“Okay, okay,” he said. “Stephanie would be nice, like I said. But you know what? I’m going to be a little contrarian here. Melanie. They’re such perfect little handfuls, and those nipples are just so inviting. That would be a lot of fun.”

“You know what?” I said, standing up. “I’m going to tell the girls that we need to play this game. See if our choices are willing to let us follow through and make this a reality.”

“I’m super down with that,” Petey said.

“Do it,” Henry said.

I sauntered over to the other side of the pool, the sun feeling good but not too brutal. A gentle breeze had a touch of crispness to it, keeping things even more pleasant.

“Ladies,” I said. “You are all looking stunning today.”

“Hi daddy,” Kat said. “Are you boys having a good time?”

“Just perfect,” I said. “Well, almost perfect. We were wondering if you all might be willing to indulge us in a little game we were playing.”

“What game is that?” Rita asked.

“We had posed a hypothetical to one another,” I explained. “Apart from the girls any of us is with, who would you pick to do a line off the tits of?”

The girls laughed good-naturedly.

“Sounds like a fun game,” Alix said.

“I’m glad you said that,” I said, pulling off my sunglasses so Alix could see I was looking directly at her tits. “Because I came over to see if you wouldn’t mind helping us transform this from a hypothetical exercise into a reality.”

“Okay, I’m sort of dying to know who picked whom,” Juliet said.

“If you’re game, I’ll tell you,” I said.

“But wait,” Nicole chimed in. “What’s in it for us? Shouldn’t we get to have some sort of reciprocal game?”

“Yeah,” Melanie agreed.

“Like, we should get to pick whose dick we’d do a line off,” Crystal said.

“Yes, girl!” Bianka said. “I like where your head’s at.”

I chuckled and said, “I’m pretty sure it won’t be a hard sell on the boys if you ladies would like to play that next.”

“Lay it on us then, daddy,” Katie said. “Who’s making the march to get the marching powder on their titties?”

I glanced at the other side of the pool. I noticed Jason had gone inside. I guessed to get the blow and fuel the party.

“All right, so tell us!” Juliet prompted me. “I’m kind of curious.”

“Alix,” I said, having kept my eyes on her the whole time. “If you’ll go to my seat.”

“Oh goody,” Alix said, standing up and mashing her tits together with her hands.

“Steph,” I said, finally turning my attention, “if you would be so kind as to go over to Petey.”

Her eyes got wide, and she had a look of genuinely flattered surprise on her face. She turned to Rita, a move of unspoken request for permission.

“Go ahead, kitten,” Rita said, smiling at her.

“Nicole,” I said, “if you’d go see Jason, please.”

“I knew you’d get picked!” Shelly exclaimed.

“And, for Henry,” I said, drawing things out a little bit. “Melanie. You’re up.”

“Chalk one up to the itty bitty titty committee!” Jess yelled and clapped. “Represent us, girl!”

Everyone laughed hard. I watched as the girls made their way to the boys’ side. Jason was just coming out from the castle with a big tray with an immediately visible pile of coke on it. This was going to be fun. Before I left the girls, however, I had a final word.

“Ladies,” I said. “When you’re choosing where to do your lines from? Same rule applies that we had. It can’t be your own man.”

“Delicious,” Kat said.

Before I could walk back to kick off the game, Rita grabbed my hand.

“This is such a fun idea,” she said and planted a lingering kiss on my lips.

My eyes fired with desire for her, and I told her, “I love you.”

When I made it back to the other side of the pool, Jason was already enthusiastically scooping two bumps of coke onto Nicole’s tits. She was giggling and teasing him. Henry had grabbed a second carbon fiber card and was putting generous bumps around Melanie’s nipples. She looked uncharacteristically shy. I smiled at her, and she smiled back. Petey, meanwhile, waited for the coke to come his way and was running his fingers lightly over Stephanie’s nipples. I think he could tell that Stephanie was leery of the situation, and he was trying to put her at ease.

“Just a couple bumps,” I heard him tell her. “Nothing else. Don’t worry.”

Alix, on the other hand, was pinching her nipples and waiting for me to sit down next to her.

“I love these kinds of games,” she said to me.

“Me, too,” I said. “It forces people out of their ruts.”

“Yes!” she agreed. “It opens up a permissiveness and spirit of exploration. Although, I have to say, John, your choice of me wasn’t very original.”

“It’s been a while, though,” I said. “Besides, I was feeling nostalgic. It’s been too long since I’ve blown lines off your tits.”

“It’s been too long since you’ve done a lot of things to me,” she said.

The coke made its way to us last, and I quickly laid out two generous lines across Alix’s massive tits. Her nipples were intensely hard. We passed out glass straws, and the four of us waited for Petey to count to three before hoovering up the coke. The lines disappeared with appropriate speed, and three of us dove into the beautiful sets of tits in front of us when we finished, licking and sucking on them to clean up the remnants. Only Petey abstained, respecting the fact that Stephanie clearly wasn’t comfortable with him touching her sexually. But Stephanie thanked him by licking her tits clean for him and putting on a show while doing it.

While we had taken our turn at the “game,” the other girls had descended onto our side of the pool, which was closer to the castle.

“I like this game,” Rita said.

“Yeah, me, too,” Juliet said. “But I think I’m going to like our version better. I like being in control.”

“I agree,” Riley said.

Of all the girls I knew, these were the three who loved power the most. And they figured out how to turn the game into a power play.

“Are you ready to play?” I asked.

“We are very, very ready to play,” Kat said.

The girls had a brief pow-wow and then fanned out before each of the four of us.

“Okay, boys,” Riley said. “Stand up!”

A line formed in front of each of us. They had quickly formulated a plan. My wives all stood in front of Petey. Stephanie, Riley, Juliet, and Melanie stood in front of me. Crystal, Bianka, and Alix stood in front of Henry. And Shelly and Nicole stood in front of Jason. They kept the cocaine tray roughly in the center of the action between them, and they started an assembly line of passing carbon fiber cards down to get coke loaded on cocks. While they worked on that, one girl in each line was responsible for getting their subject hard. That task fell to Juliet for me, and she was a wicked tease, stroking my cock but also running her fingernails along the sensitive underside, as if I needed any motivation to get hard for these girls. Nicole teased Jason to life, while Jess and Crystal took on those duties for Petey and Henry, respectively.

“Well, this is awfully fucking nice,” Henry said as Shelly dumped a long, meandering line down his thick cock.

“Just wait,” Nicole admonished him.

In rapid succession, the girls took turns snorting lines off our cocks. It didn’t even take five minutes, and all eleven of them had inhaled some blow, and we were off to the races for a fun afternoon. They had made plans on how to divide up the four males in the group. While Rita, Stephanie, Juliet, and Riley peeled off for some girl time – I viewed it as a kind of power summit – the others stayed behind. And they stuck to the rule that you couldn’t play with your own significant other.

Henry matched up with Jess, Shelly, and Alix. Jason pulled Katie and Nicole. Petey had Kat and Crystal. That left me with Melanie and Bianka. I wasn’t complaining. It turned out to be a sexy, fun afternoon where we had pulled back into our swingers circle. What made it more exciting and novel were the new pairings. In particular, Petey had never played with any of my wives. There hadn’t been a rule against it. It’s just not something that transpired, for whatever reason. Shaking things up like this was fun and exciting.

I felt like I made the most of it, too. After we found our way to one of the bedrooms, Melanie and Bianka teased me by exploring each other, kissing and stripping and playing with each other until I couldn’t stand it any longer. They blitzed me with a double blow job, and we fucked until I painted both their faces. Then we did some blow and fucked again. And it wasn’t even tea time by the time we finished up. So we went back into the castle’s garden to smoke a joint.

“Well, there you are!” Jess exclaimed when we arrived.

It turned out, the three of us were the last to return. Everyone else had had the same idea to keep the garden party going.

“Hey, I mean, some of us can go two rounds,” I said with a laugh, eliciting jeers from the other guys.

“That was fun,” Kat offered. “We really switched it up.”

“I noticed that, too,” Katie said.

“I love our little group,” Jess said. “It’s nice to be back in that circle of trust again.”

“We have the most fun,” Crystal agreed. “But it’s more like a circle of thrust.”

Everyone laughed.

“I feel like we miss out by not being in LA,” Shelly said.

“Definitely,” Nicole agreed.

The weed going around had a mellowing effect on the group, and before too long, everyone had decided to take a siesta instead of having tea. Everyone except my wives and me. Even Stephanie said she wanted a nap, which was a daily occurrence anyway. She loved her naps.

The five of us sparked up another joint and caught up.

“Did you like Henry, Jess?” Katie asked.

“Very nice,” Jess said. “It’s been a while since I just got tossed around like that.”

She laughed.

“Such a contrast to Jason,” Katie added. “He’s, I don’t know, he worships you. In a really, really nice way. So gentle. Like he’s appreciative.”

“Isn’t that so nice?” Kat said. “He always acts like getting with you is the biggest treat he’s ever experienced.”

“What about Petey?” Rita asked. “I can’t believe no one has been with him. I didn’t even realize it until someone said it.”

“He is all energy,” Kat said. “It’s like his personality translates perfectly to how he fucks.”

“Sounds like his dad,” Jess observed. “Without the misogynistic streak.”

“Definitely not misogynistic,” Kat said with a smile.

“How was the power summit?” Katie asked jokingly of Rita.

“Oh, it was good!” Rita said. “You know me. I love girls. Those girls, especially. It’s so interesting to see the dynamic play out.”

She was holding something back, and we all knew it.

“But?” Kat said.

Rita stammered. This was unlike her. She happily took the joint when Katie offered it to her and took a long hit before continuing.

“But what?” Jess prompted.

“I might have gotten a text from Anja partway through it,” Rita confessed.

“About what?” Katie asked.

“She’ll be back up here tomorrow,” Rita said quickly. “She said she’s got a surprise for, uh, us.”

“You mean for you and John,” Kat said.

“She might have phrased it that way, but you know that’s not how I mean it,” Rita said.

“Okay, I’m going to say it,” Kat said, taking the joint from Rita. She let it burn while she finished her thought. “I think Anja is full of shit. She’s not playing by the rules. She’s trying to monopolize you two.”

“I wouldn’t necessarily say that,” I said, finally speaking up.

“I would,” Kat shot back. “I would very necessarily say that. When she’s around, you two go somewhere else. Maybe I’m still bitter about the cold dinner thing, and maybe I’m overreacting. But that made me upset, and I’m not over it.”

“I’m sorry, Kitty Kat,” I said. “I really am sorry for that.”

“Yeah, Kat,” Rita said. “I’m so sorry, too. We got carried away.”

“We do all get carried away on occasion,” Jess said gently.

“This feels different to me,” Kat said. “Am I the only one who thinks that? I just feel like something’s off. She shows up out of nowhere and, sure, she is hot as fuck, and I totally get wanting to play with her, but it’s like she pulls you in with a tractor beam.”

“She really does have a unique way of occupying you both,” Jess observed.

Stephanie remained quiet. You could see the unease on her face, being present for the first time at a tense conversation among us.

“And this surprise bullshit,” Kat said. “She’s up to something. I can just tell.”

Silence settled over us for a couple minutes. The joint moved its way around, and Katie sparked up another one.

“I could use a fucking line,” Kat finally said.

“We should work this out,” Rita said. “If you feel like something’s off, then we should talk about it. We should really consider it. We always take care to work things out.”

There was another pause. Then Katie broke it.

“I’ve been thinking about this,” Katie said. “A lot. And, Kat, I love you, but I disagree with you on this.”

“Okay,” Kat said, blinking.

“As long as Anja is playing by the rules we set for her, what’s there to be upset about?” Katie continued.

“But is she playing by the rules?” Jess queried.

“I thought we had been pretty good – after the initial round – of telling all of you if we’d be with Anja,” I said.

“It definitely was better, that’s true,” Jess said.

“And what exactly were the rules?” Kat said. “I feel like it was, hey, if we tell you we’re with Anja, you’ll be cool with it. That’s not really a rule. That’s more just knowing where you are.”

“That’s a good point,” Katie said. “It’s not about just knowing where you are. I recall I told you, daddy, that it was about Anja monopolizing you and Rita.”

“I guess we haven’t been so great about that,” Rita said with a wince.

“But that’s okay,” Katie said. “Because I actually think I have a little bit of a different viewpoint on this whole situation.”

She spoke with confidence and a strong voice. Songwriting was helping Katie blossom before our eyes.

“I think you both can do whatever you want with Anja, as long as you play by the rules,” Katie said. “But we haven’t defined the rules, and we need to do that. The rules are part of our ethos. We’re allowed to play. It’s part of who we are, and it’s part of why all of us love being together. We have a freedom, an openness. The foundation of that, the inviolable part of it, though, is that we always prioritize us.”

“Of course,” I agreed.

“So, I kind of wanted to challenge each of us,” Katie continued. “How is Anja different? Is she different? Kat, is she different than Tommy was for you?”

Kat shook her head and said, “No. She’s just like Tommy, at least it feels like that to me.”

“But have John or Rita gone away with Anja completely without us knowing?” Katie said. “And, let’s be honest, even at dinner? We knew where they were. We knew what was up, if we really look at ourselves deep down.”

“Maybe not,” Kat said, a touch of reluctance in her voice.

“Or, perhaps a better example, what about Johnny, Jess?” Katie said. “Is Anja the same? If she’s not, how so?”

“I mean, I’m starting to see your point, Katie,” Jess said. “But I do think Tommy and Johnny are two pretty extreme examples, since they both were problematic before we were all ... together and had, I don’t know, grown up to the point that we are now. There weren’t the same rules and expectations then.”

“But you agree those are two situations that really did go outside the bounds of what was okay, right?” Katie said.

“For sure,” Jess said. “I would totally agree with that.”

“Now, I’d like to direct us to two other, more recent situations,” Katie said. “I think they’re worth considering. Let’s start with Ryan.”

“I’d like to finish with Ryan, too,” Kat said, laughing to puncture the somewhat tense environment that had encircled us.

“Ryan is great with the rules,” Katie said. “Sure, a little boundary pushing here and there, but some of that has to be expected when we’re at a party and swapping. But I think Ryan is a wonderful example of how our communications and rules work. Does anyone disagree?”

“I definitely don’t disagree,” Rita said.

“Me neither,” I concurred.

“Okay, and the second example, well, I really don’t want to make anyone feel uncomfortable, but I think it’s instructive, so I’m going to bring it up,” Katie said. “So, Steph, I’m not singling you out in a bad way at all, and you know each of us loves you so much and love having you with us. But, at the same time, I think we all agree that Steph is someone Rita really wanted to pursue, and we all came to care for her and were supportive of it. And that has been a situation without many formal rules, as it were.”

“That’s true, too,” Rita said. “And I love you all the more for helping make Steph welcome.”

“We love Steph!” Kat exclaimed.

“So much!” Jess agreed.

“We do love you, Steph,” I agreed.

“Great,” Katie said. “What I would challenge each of us to do – and we don’t have to come to any final conclusions or anything right now – is to take time to think about Anja. And I want us to think about whether she is more similar to Tommy or Johnny, back in the day, or is she more similar to how Ryan and Steph came into our lives? Obviously, I’ve staked out my position pretty clearly, and I’ve thought about this a lot. I’ve just sprung this on you, so take your time, but I think it merits some thought, and I think we can talk about it more later.”

“I love you, Katie,” Kat said and got up to give her a hug. “That was all really well said. I will think about it.”

Each of us followed suit. We had never had problems talking about difficult issues. Lately, there just hadn’t been that many. But this was the most leadership Katie had taken in one of these discussions, and it was thoughtful and well-articulated.

“Well, I might have written a song about it already, so it’s kind of been on my mind,” Katie said and laughed through a blush.

“No way,” Rita said. “Can we hear it?”

“Yes!” Jess exclaimed. “I want to hear it.”

“It’s so not close to being ready,” Katie said. “But maybe I’ll demo it soon. I just ... it really hits close to home, so I’ve kind of got to get past the emotion of it before I can sing it properly.”

“I do want to say one thing,” Rita said.

“Go for it, girl,” Jess said.

“I will totally own up to an infatuation with Anja,” Rita said. “I’m not even sure how to describe it. It’s not like anything I’ve ever experienced before, honestly. It makes me feel so out of control. Like the other night? I completely blacked out. I must have been way more fucked up than I even realized. I never black out.”

“Wait, you mean when we did the molly?” Kat asked.

“Yeah,” Rita confirmed.

“That night is a total black hole to me,” she said. “From after the show basically until I woke up the next morning, and we were getting on the plane.”

“Shit,” Jess said. “I thought it was just because I had drunk so much all day. I black out plenty, of course, but I’m the exact same – I don’t remember anything from when we got back to the hotel for the party.”

“Same,” Katie said. “I didn’t even think twice about it until now. I mean, we were just partying super hard, you know?”

“What about you, daddy?” Kat asked.

“So,” I began and cleared my throat. “I’m pretty similar. But, based on what you’re all saying, I think I have a confession.”

“What is it, daddy?” Katie asked.

“When I woke up the morning after, I wasn’t in our room,” I said. “I was in the adjoining room. With Anja.”

“You were?” Rita asked, the surprise on her face genuine.

“Yeah,” I said. “I assumed you were all cool with it because I didn’t get any blowback, but now I’m kind of realizing that maybe you didn’t know. I felt like I should just come clean on that.”

“John,” Jess said, and there was a real look of hurt in her eyes, whether justified or not.

“You woke up before us, so we didn’t even realize it,” Kat said.

“But if all of us don’t remember anything,” I said, my voice trailing off.

“Something isn’t right,” Jess said.

“What are the odds of the five of us all blacking out on the same night?” Katie asked rhetorically.

“Okay,” I said, keeping calm as a theory started churning in my head. “What’s the common element here that was outside our norm?”