by Denise Avery
“Deferential? What would you have me do, let Christopher hang out alone for the weekend, he’s only eight, too young to take care of himself.”
“Funny, because it seems like he’s used to taking care of his parents well enough.” Claire shot back.
“That’s not the kind of father I am,” He growled.
“No? Prove it then by coming up with something better than Cheryl walking all over you.”
“Fine.” Parker shouted, racking his brain. “I’ll just... I’ll get a babysitter.”
“Do you know any off the top of your head? She asked resignedly. ”
“Uh... no, Cheryl always took care of that sort of thing.”
Claire drew in a couple of relaxing deep breaths. She wasn’t about to let this escalate into their second fight since getting married. It hadn’t even been twenty-four hours!
“Do any of your friends babysit?” Parker asked sheepishly.
“Sure.” Claire said. “But this is really short notice. I don’t know if I’m close enough to anyone to ask them if...” she trailed off as she realized her solution. “Savannah.”
“What!” Parker shouted. “Savannah can’t babysit Christopher.”
“Why not she’s fantastic with kids, she’s been a nanny forever. Do you have a problem with my best friend?”
“Not as a person, except for, you know the time you two got it on together... That I can forgive, but I’m not leaving my son in the care of a girl who gives crates of sex toys as wedding gifts. It’s completely out of the question, she’s a sex fiend that one.”
“And what does that make you?” Claire retorted.
“That’s unfair.” said Parker.
“Look.” Claire said slowly. “I don’t mean to be pushy about this, after all he is your kid and you know what’s best. But I would be so immeasurably unhappy if Cheryl succeeded in ruining our honeymoon. I just couldn’t stand it, so please let me call Savannah and see if she’s still in the hotel. Christopher will be fine; I would never mislead you about something which involves him.”
Parker looked at her torn, until finally with a heavy sigh nodded his head to give permission. Claire grinned broadly and planted a big sloppy kiss right on Parker’s cheek before hurrying into the hotel area. She had to locate a best friend who was probably hung-over and slumped across a brunch table in the arms of some hottie. That was Savannah’s style and Claire crossed her fingers that her friend would be able to save the day, like she had so often in the past.
“Got her!” Claire exclaimed triumphantly strutting back into the room with Savannah in tow. It had taken all morning to track her down. The search finally ended in the hotel gym with Savannah on a chaise lounge in the weight area enjoying a session of gun-watching. Claire convinced Savannah to abandon her post by giving her permission to give Parker an earful upon their return. Savannah liked Parker very much, but she liked the fact he could be iffy about her and Claire having hooked up even more. She loved the opportunity to lord things over on him no matter how small.
“Savannah. It’s good to see you.” He said picking himself off the couch
“I saw you, like, twelve hours ago.” Savannah laughed. “How are you going to get through a month-long honeymoon without seeing me?”
“I don’t know how we’ll manage.” Parker rolled his eyes. Savannah responded in kind by sticking out her tongue. Christopher, for his part was eyeing Savannah suspiciously.
“This is my babysitter?” He asked crossing his arms skeptically. “She doesn’t look like any I’ve ever had before.”
“What do you mean champ?” Savannah cooed leaning over to be on his level. “What’s wrong with me?”
“Nothing’s wrong, it’s just Mommy doesn’t hire pretty girls to babysit me. I don’t think she likes having them around.”
“You can say that again.” Claire uttered under her breath. Parker gave a stern look, he didn’t want her badmouthing Cheryl in front of Christopher even if it was deserved.
“Tell you what you’ve got a point, I’m not like any babysitter you’ve ever had before, and you know why?”
“No.”He shook his head.
“It’s because I’m a million times cooler.” Savannah giggled.
“Dear God.” It was Parker’s turn to mutter and Claire’s to give the stern look, all seemed fair.
“Christopher, do you want Savannah to be your babysitter?” Claire asked.
“Ok she seems fun.” He chirped.
“Oh, I’m super fun.” She smiled. “Now why don’t you hit the arcade and I’ll be along as soon as I go over some specifics with your dad and Claire?”
There was an organized hotel kids club about to start in the arcade which they had booked Christopher into. It lasted two hours so it allowed them time to reach a suitable agreement with Savannah.
“Cool, I’ll see you there. I’ll make sure we have an air hockey table, I’m pretty good.”
“I’m sure.” Savannah said nudging him toward the door. “Say goodbye to daddy and Claire.”
“Bye” Christopher waved over his shoulder. “Bring me back some good souvenirs.”
Claire laughed as he bolted happily out the door. Savannah closed it gently behind him and looked naughtily at the couple. Her eyes wandered the chest of sex toys she had given them as a wedding present, the contents of which were dispersed throughout the room.
“I can’t believe you let him hang out here with all this stuff around.” Savannah said in mock horror.
“We didn’t have a choice. I told you, the dragon lady showed up out of nowhere.” Claire explained. “Thanks so much for doing this.” She added.
“Hello, would I abandon you in your hour of need?” Savannah stated. “Obviously not.”
“So you’re OK staying with Christopher for the weekend?” Parker asked. “If you don’t think you’re up to it, please tell me now, I don’t want anything bad happening while I’m away.”
“Aww!” Savannah cooed coming further into the suite. “It’s so cute that you’re a daddy, I love daddies, many of my favorite fuck buddies are daddies.”
“Savannah!” Claire exclaimed blushing.
“Oh, come on Claire.” She said making her way to the treasure chest. “We’re all adults here, we all have needs, desires and fantasies don’t we Parker?”
“Sure.” He replied coldly.
“I mean you two know about that better than anyone, the kinky stuff isn’t for everyone right? But clearly by the state of the room it doesn’t stop you guys from going at it. There’s no explaining why we like the things we like, sexually, right Claire?”
“Huh?” Claire responded confused by Savannah’s manner. “Oh... Sure.”
“Like that time I let you eat me out so you would know what a truly sweet pussy tasted like?” Savannah said with mischief gleaming in her eyes. “I’m sure you know all about that don’t you Parker?”
“What is it about crazy fucking bitches coming to my honeymoon suite today?” Parker stated.
Savannah laughed. “Here’s the deal Parker, I am more than happy to babysit Christopher. But since knowing each other, this is the only time that I have had something to hang over your head, and so help me I am not going to let the opportunity pass me by”
“What on Earth are you talking about Savannah?” He asked.
“I’ll babysit Christopher and you two can go on your honeymoon - if you let me have another round with Claire?”
“What?!” Claire and Parker shouted in unison, Savannah threw her head back and laughed. “Oh, don’t act so innocent you two. It pales in comparison to what you both get up to. Now, Do We Have A Deal?”
Parker looked helplessly at Claire who shrugged. She had no idea what had inspired this in Savannah, but knew she was an expert in matters of the bedroom. If she was pushing for this there had to be a reason, Claire took a deep breath and nodded. “I’m OK with it.”
“As if you don’t want to.” Savannah teased.
In truth she wa
s actually right. As random as it had been Claire had really enjoyed their sex together, maybe it was high time for another go? Parker looked back and forth between the girls completely floored; finally he threw up his hands.
“Fine whatever, I’ll just go.” He said.
“Oh no.” Savannah said blocking his way to the door. “That’s part of the fun; you have to stick around and watch.”
His jaw hit the floor, but he did not protest, instead he looked at Claire as if to say is this OK? Claire smiled and shrugged her shoulders. Leave it to Savannah to shake things up, the sudden twist in their sexual forays had Claire a little turned on, and as if reporting for duty asked Savannah.
“What should I do?”
”That’s a good start; from here on I’m in charge. Now be a dear and fetch me something to tie up this guy.” She smiled and grabbed Parker’s hand pulling him toward the bed. Claire scrambled over to the treasure chest and grabbed a length of rope and a bandanna for good measure. She held up the materials which Savannah approved with a wink. The girls stood before Parker planning out their attack.
“I’ll take care of this.” Claire said unbuttoning Parker’s wrinkled white dress shirt.
Savannah scooted around and began to bind his arms behind his back. Claire let her hands find the buckle of Parker’s belt and released him from the shackles of his trousers. As Savannah checked her knots Claire slid Parker’s pants down his legs exposing his cock for all to see. To her delight it was entirely stiff, she met Parker’s gaze as if catching him with his hand in the cookie jar.
“What do you want from me, I’m only human?” Parker conceded. Claire smiled and pulled his pants back up until they were hanging loosely around his waist.
“That’s for my eyes only.” She said and grabbed Savannah by the wrist. “Tell me what you want me to do.”She pleaded.
Savannah led Claire to the bed and laid her on her side facing her husband. Parker turned so that his back was against one of the four posts holding up the bed’s canopy. Savannah looked over the arrangement pleased with the setup. Thus arranged she slipped back to fasten Parker against the post ensuring that he could see, but not touch. As his binds were applied Claire was happy to see the outline of his cock growing even firmer. He could pretend he was not enjoying it as much as he wanted, but the straining bulge of his trousers was better than any lie detector.
Savannah returned to the bed drinking in the sight of Claire’s stretched out curvy shape on the sheets. Seeing the bandanna lying beside Claire she smiled and grabbed it before turning to Parker. Gently and lovingly she shoved it into his mouth gagging him thoroughly. Claire was astounded by Savannah’s courage and secretly hankering for another romp with her. She realized that she had been for quite some time.
“Now, watch very carefully, Parker.” Savannah said kneeling before Claire. “This is exactly how she likes it.”
His eyes bulged out his head seeing Savannah’s fingers finding the drawstring of Claire’s kimono. She stretched out luxuriously as Savannah unfastened the length of fabric holding her robe in place. As the mounds of Claire’s voluptuous breasts were slowly revealed the three let out a collective moan. Savannah laughed and slipped her hands within the folds of the robe to peel it away from Claire’s body.
The fabric parted and Claire slipped her arms out through the robe to be stark naked before the hungry eyes of her husband and best friend. Unexpectedly, she felt her eyes well up with tears. The two people she loved most in the world were with her, she could not have felt more loved or adored.
Savannah straddled Claire’s beautifully rounded body and off came the dress, bra and panties. She was fully naked over her best friend. Slowly she lowered herself until the modest hills of her chest kissed Claire’s mountainous tits. The girls groaned together and Savannah could no longer resist the temptation of Claire’s breasts. Her agile tongue found Claire’s excited erect nipple and sucked it hungrily into her tiny mouth. Claire arched her back, amazed by the pleasure her petite friend was capable of bestowing upon her.
Savannah sucked and nibbled, first one nipple then the other sending Claire’s eyes rolling in ecstasy. She glanced toward her husband who had become transfixed by the sight. His engrossment gave her the permission she needed. Claire’s hands cupped Savannah’s small breasts, her thumbs caressing the little hard nipples. Savannah moaned and let her lips travel from Claire’s breasts.
The smaller girl’s lips and tongue journeyed down the peaks and valleys of Claire’s curvaceous body. Sliding down the length of the bed Savannah plied Claire’s firm inner thighs with kisses. She looked up at Claire, then at Parker and smiled devilishly. With that she lowered her tongue to the folds of Claire’s pussy.
It wasn’t until that instant that Claire realized how wet she had become with her friend’s caresses, and desperately wanted Savannah’s to drive her tongue inside her. She licked at the lips of Claire’s pussy and finally nudged her waiting, aching clit. A surge of pleasure raced through Claire’s spine at the touch. Savannah rubbed Claire’s clit with her tongue, quickly and urgently allowing her fingers to find their way inside that glorious pussy. The gifted penetration and adoration Savannah was heaping on her was almost too much to bear. She felt that she was going to cum at any moment. Savannah drove her fingers deeper into Claire’s pussy and raised her head for a moment.
Over her moans, Savannah urged “Come on Claire, pull yourself up and take that dick inside you. You know how fucking hard he is watching me get you off; he wants to finish the job. Go.”
With that she rolled Claire toward Parker, scrambling on the silky sheets she moved toward her bound and gagged husband. The desperation in his eyes was enough to rip her in two. She tore the pants away from him and cried out with the delight seeing his rock-hard dick. She threw her legs over him and lowered her wet pussy onto it. Parker’s head fell back against the post as Claire pulled him deeper inside of her.
Lowering her mouth to his Claire caught the gag in her mouth and pulled it from her husband’s. He gasped mightily and took her nipple in his mouth, sucking it until it pained her. The welcome stab of pain amid the pleasure sent Claire right to the edge of orgasm, and she shouted her ecstasy to the cavernous room.
Claire looked down at her happily dominated husband and smiled. She wrapped her hands around his throat and applied just the right amount of pressure. He looked up at her, enthralled and she could feel his tempo increase. He pummeled his cock into her pussy, bouncing her on his lap until she was afraid he might knock her off. His eyes closed in rapture just as his cock locked into the deepest recess of Claire’s body. They came together epically, his cum shot into her with the force of a fire hose as she bucked against him grateful for every drop. She was dizzy with the thrill of it, and nearly wept at the sweet sensation of realizing she could take him inside her forever.
Spent, Parker rested his head upon Claire’s shoulder with his dick still firmly inside her. Claire smiled and looked around the room for the instigator herself. She was startled to see that Savannah was nowhere to be found. Craning her neck she saw her own cell phone placed neatly upon the sheets. On it was a text message from Savannah, reading:
Thanks again you two. Have a killer honeymoon. Love S.
Claire laughed laying her hands upon her husband’s face. The only word for his expression was shell shocked. “You ok there?” Claire asked.
Parker shook his head in wonder. “I’ve worked with a lot of expensive babysitters, but that was something else.”
“But baby.” Claire said gleefully. “We’ve got our honeymoon back.”
“Damn right we have, as long as you promise that I shouldn’t be worried about you and Savannah.”
“Don’t be silly she was just helping a friend. Now let’s get you out of these ropes, we’ve still got to pack.”
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Chapter 8
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“Can I open them now?”
“Not yet. Just a little bit...”
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“OW!”
“Sorry! Sorry Claire didn’t see that curb.”
“Parker can you please let me see where we’re going?”
Claire fumbled through the hotel lobby and out into the crisp morning with Parker’s hands clamped firmly over her eyes. Finally, after a dramatic conclusion to their wedding night she and Parker were setting off, on their cross country honeymoon. Claire was so touched Parker had listened to her ideal vacation scenario that she didn’t mind he had planned the whole thing without her. Sure, she would have liked to be part of the fun, but Parker usually needed full control of a given situation. Actually when he decides he’s in control it’s complete, particularly in the bedroom, but it wasn’t a trait Claire minded one bit.
“Just a little further...” Parker said guiding her along. “And... Open.”
She ripped Parker’s hands away to blink and gasp; towering before them was a gigantic state-of-the-art RV, a cross between a tour bus and a tank. Claire’s jaw fell about three inches, she’d never seen anything like it. It was as if someone had dropped her off in front of Air Force One when she’d been expecting a puddle-jumper, she was utterly blown away.
“What do you think?” He asked with little boy excitement. “Isn’t it cool?”
“Cool? It’s... it’s unbelievable. What... what is it?”
“It’s our home for the next month.” He replied excited by her amazement. “There are only three on the market, and the other two belong to some Hollywood mogul who plays chicken with them on his ranch. I snatched this one up just in time. I think you’re going to love it.”
“I’m sure...” Claire said. She couldn’t always wrap her head around the bizarre things that life seemed to be throwing her way. A mere six months ago she could never have imagined she’d be setting off on a wild adventure with an incredibly rich well-endowed man, who happened to be the love of her life. She grabbed onto her husband’s arm, infected with his excitement.