Chapter 101

The helicopter came in with Captain Madison, Jill and Kathy on board. Realizing the three were burdened down with packages, Jeff met them in the hallway by the back door and grinned at the pilot. "Frank said you had to wait out a storm."

Jill and Kathy spoke to Jeff and hugged him, then pulling their luggage plus a little cart each — the carts loaded with shopping bags — they headed on down the hall. Jeff slapped Bill on the back, grabbed some of the packages he was laden with, and the two turned to follow the others. "Well, you know what they say about old pilots," Bill laughed.

"Yep," Jeff chuckled. "There are old pilots, and bold pilots, but no old, bold pilots."

"There was no hurry, so no reason to take the risk, and the ride would have been bumpy at best, anyway. The big boys were still flying, but what the heck, the girls wanted to go shopping, so we did. While we were out, I treated them to a very nice restaurant, and they, uh, showed me their appreciation when we got back to the plane."

"How's Jill doing?" Jeff quietly asked.

Bill knew that Jeff wasn't referring to her health. "To be truthful, she scared me a little when she wanted to look so young — and the deal with having a hymen again ... But she was trying to make it up to me for the way she had treated me. I kept telling her that I now know she was hypnotized and hadn't meant the things she had said and done to me, but she's ... different. Oh, not much. She's still Jill, but she seems to have lost some of her aggressiveness ... or maybe assertiveness might be a better word."

One of Bill's packages slipped, and Jeff flashed a hand out to grab it. "Shit, how do you do that?" Bill laughed as he barely managed to hang onto the other packages he was carrying.

Jeff laughed and tucked the package under his arm. "Did they leave anything in the stores?"

"Not much."

"Sure you don't want me to take some more of those?"

Bill didn't answer directly, but smiled at Jeff, then, "She's trying too hard. I don't know what to do. At first, I just made gentle love to her after all she had been through. But back before that asshole hypnotized her and kidnapped her, she was ... What the hell, no better way to say it. We enjoyed sex. We fucked a lot, not just making love, but fucked all over the house. When I was home, as soon as Linda was out of the house, Jill would strip practically by the time the door closed. She'll do anything I ask now, also, and participate in anything I start, but it's like ... she's always trying to figure out what I want and then ... oh, I don't know ... work too hard to please me. After she came back, she kept apologizing until I finally fussed at her and told her to stop."

As they started into Bill's suite, they met the women coming back out. "Just put the stuff on the bed. We'll sort it out later," Kathy said. "Jill and I are going to help with dinner."

Jill pulled Bill's head down, tiptoed and kissed him gently on the lips, then ran to catch up with Kathy.

The men walked on through the sitting room and into the bedroom. As they tossed their packages onto the bed, "She seems fine," Jeff mentioned.

"She is. And I was glad when she asked you to have Little One return her apparent age to something like twenty or twenty-one instead of the sixteen she looked. At least she doesn't have to wear that makeup that Helen gave her to make her look a little older. But..."

"Who's going to be your Queen?" Jeff asked, startling Bill.

"You really think one of them will be a Queen? I mean, they get along fine as it is." But Bill hesitated, then, "Jill defers to Kathy. Oh, it's only noticeable if we're alone, and even then, it isn't blatant. But it's there. Kathy is far younger, though, despite what Jill looks like. I would have thought..."

"Maybe neither is ready yet," Jeff offered. "Maybe neither of them wants the job. Little One assures me there will be a Queen though. It's the natural scheme of things according to her — well, if I'm interpreting her correctly, that is."

"So, what do I do, Prime?" The question had been half serious, half jest, but Bill fell silent, realizing that he had meant it. "I want my wife back. We got the divorce process stopped, but again, Jill was doing what I wanted, not necessarily what she wanted. But I won't let that bastard win, dead or not, and the divorce was what he wanted. I never wanted it."

"And Kathy?" Jeff asked as they stopped and stood looking at each other.

"Uh, well, Kathy says the legal marriage should be with Jill, otherwise, in a way, Ingles still wins."

"Kathy is a smart little cookie."

"Yeah, she is, but so is Jill. As far as I'm concerned, the only marriages that count are the ones you and your Queen performed for us."

"They both love you, and you them. I reckon it will work out; just love both of them."

"Reckon?" Bill laughed. "Been to that website again?"

"I reckon so," Jeff said, trying to use what he thought was a country accent. The two Alphas chuckled, then walked toward the living room in search of Dave and Frank.

KEY WEST, FLORIDA

Having decided to go on to Key West before picking up Susan's things in Miami, Fred maneuvered the big RV and its tow into the side lot of the hotel. "Wow," Jessica said from the passenger seat as she stared past the hotel at the green waters of the Gulf. "This place is beautiful ... and expensive. Are you sure we can afford this," she finished, worried.

Fred chuckled as he checked his mirrors and the backup camera to make sure he was positioned properly in one of the big parking spaces set aside for RVs. Shutting the engine down, he turned his seat to face Jessica. "I have the money, Kiddo, but this is the reason Jeff called this morning. He said I was to surprise you guys with a stay in an expensive hotel. He and Diana have already reserved a suite for us here. He again told me that he had more money now than he had right after selling his patents. He laughed and said he needed some help spending it."

"I don't know him, but he and Diana must be beyond nice," Audrey said.

"His other women as well," Carla said. "I still have the card he forced on me," Carla continued, "and Diana was adamant that we use it. She said that it was orders from our Prime. Jeff was laughing in the background, but there was no doubt that Diana was serious about us using the card."

"We'll use the card if we have to," Fred said, "Jeff and Diana's gift to us. I'll settle with Jeff when we get back. But I still have plenty of my own in the bank. So right now, we're going to check into this place and act like we're rich. Hell, it won't be a problem for me. I am rich; rich in the most beautiful women in the world." That earned him a round of kisses.

They had just stopped outside the door of the RV as Fred locked up. A bellhop pushed a luggage carrier over to them. "Are you the Wilson group?"

"Uh, yes," Fred answered.

"Just go on in the front," the bellhop said, nodding toward the entrance. "Your keys are ready at the desk and someone will escort you to the bridal suite. You are preregistered. I'll be up shortly with your luggage," he finished even as he was loading the carrier.

"I'll bet Diana did this," Brenda quietly said as soon as they were out of earshot. "You can bet she and Jeff paid extra for this. I've never heard of a hotel that would meet you in the parking lot before you have even checked in." She turned to the other women, "And Fred and I have been in some pretty swanky places when we ... uh, when we were young," she tried to cover, still upholding her agreement to keep secret the things she and Fred had done for the government early in their lives.

"Bridal suite?" Fred quietly said, diverting the subject. "I wonder if they have a bed big enough for all of us?"

They did, and the Jacuzzi was easily big enough, also. Corner of the building, top floor, with a view that was breathtaking, the bridal suite was enormous, with rich tapestries, thick carpets, swank furniture and an enormous round bed. The bed wasn't as big as Jeff's, but they all fit in it and there was plenty of room left over.

The bellhop refused the big tip left in his hand as he and Fred shook, though. "Already taken care of, Sir," the bellhop said, discreetly handing the money back. "Management asked me to relay to you that everything has already been taken care of: meals, drinks, amenities, tips — everything."

"Jeff and I are going to have to have a serious conversation when we get home," Fred mumbled as the door closed behind the two bellhops.

"They didn't even seem to blink at the front desk," Carla said.

"Maybe it isn't all that unusual for a man to check in with multiple women," Fred wondered aloud.

"Whatever it is, I love this suite," Carla said over her shoulder as she hurried over to the window with the others.

"Look how green the water is," Audrey said as Fred came up behind her. "It changes to blue way out, though."

Jessica spun around to Fred, her voice bubbling with enthusiasm, "Thank you for bringing us here. I've always wanted to come to Key West, and that seven-mile bridge was awesome. Can we go for a swim now?" she added in the same breath.

Without waiting for an answer, she grabbed Fred's neck, pulling him down to her as she stood on tiptoes and glued her mouth to his, her tongue seeking entrance.

Fred groaned as his cock tried to imitate a steel bar. Jessica felt it and ground her mound against him, then dropping to her knees, she expertly worked his belt loose, and had his jeans and shorts down a few seconds later. She licked the head of his cock as she looked up at him, then, "Can't have you going out there with a hard-on with all those sexy women in bikinis. We don't want our man to hurt."

Gently cradling his balls in one hand and holding the base of his cock with the other hand, she slid her mouth over the large head, pushing down until his dick hit her gag reflex. Then setting up a slow back and forth with her mouth, she sucked as hard as she could. Pulling her mouth off for an instant, she continued to stroke his cock with her hand, "Let it go, Big Man. Don't hold back. I want to take the edge off so you'll pay attention to us on the beach, rather than all that fresh pussy wandering around out there."

Carla had taken her top off as soon as she realized what her daughter was doing. She took Fred's hands and put them on her breasts, then kissed him for a moment. "Let it go, My Love. You can service us tonight."

"Those things are beautiful," Fred managed to get out, his hands automatically stroking Carla's breasts, with an occasional nipple tweak.

"Come for us," Carla whispered, as she pressed her mouth against his.

Jessica's sped up her hand as she stroked her man while continuing to suck. Fred pulled his mouth back from Carla's and took a deep breath, then grunted and shivered as his cock pumped semen into Jessica's mouth. Jessica trying to giggle and swallow at the same time caused her mother to laugh aloud.

Carla dropped to her knees and put her mouth close to her daughter's. Jessica quickly turned Fred's cock toward her mother's open mouth. Carla managed to get one squirt, plus a couple dribbles. Fred put his hands on Carla's head as she automatically began to suck hard, but he made a sound and hissed out, "Too sensitive, Baby." He pulled Carla to her feet and kissed her, heedless of the taste of semen on her lips, then kissed Jessica. "Thank you, My Loves," he finished as he hugged mother and daughter; although most people would think they were sisters.

"Might as well step on out of those pants," Brenda said as she helped him with his shirt.

Audrey handed him his bathing suit. The women helped each other to tie their tiny bikinis, all slipping into a beach cover up when they had their suits on.

"Hey, that's no fair," Fred joked. "No fair covering up all those delicious-looking titties."

"We would feel a little odd walking down the hallway in this hotel with nothing on but our imagination bikinis," Carla reasoned. "Most of us are country girls..."

"Bullshit," Fred laughed. "Yesterday all of you were running around in the nude on that other beach, and other than the first few minutes, not a single one of you even blushed."

"Yeah," Audrey said, "but everyone else was nude, too. But, we met several people as we came down the hallway just now, and only one of them had a bikini on without a wrap. Besides, our coverups are sexy," she said, spinning around to model hers. It looked like a very short mini dress from the back, with a tie in the front similar to a bathrobe.

"That's a fine ass there," Fred said as he stared at Audrey, then, "Gosh, I'm going to miss this when we get back home and we all have to dress in winter clothes."

"Down, Rover," Brenda said as she punched Fred lightly in the ribs. "If you keep staring at her ass, we'll have to do that blow-job over again." Laughing, they headed for the elevator.

The beach wasn't a nude one, but from the size of the bikinis, it might as well have been. Fred got caught with his eyes tracking a high-breasted blond who prissed by. "Shit, Baby. I can't help it," he whined when Carla pinched his side.

"Maybe we should have given you another blow job," Carla mused. She shaded her eyes from the setting sun and looked around. "There are more women out here than men."

Fred chuckled as he grabbed a corner of the big beach towel Audrey and Brenda were fighting the wind to spread out. "That's good," he said. "Maybe there will be enough women to go around and I won't have to rescue some turd's ass before one of you kills him."

They frolicked in the water for a while, then lay on their towels to air dry. Jessica turned over and snuggled to Fred. "The restaurant has tables next to the pool. I saw some people being served out there. We can eat on the patio without having to go back and change out of our suits. That way we won't have to waste time and can get right to the love making after dinner."