“I guess you’re right,” he said. “Well, come on. I called a few girls off the floor to leave and I need you to make sure your crew doesn’t bust their faces up before they reach him.”
Will waited as he listened to the two continue to talk as they walked down the hall. When he was sure he could not hear them anymore, Will ran down the hall and back onto the main floor. His eyes darted around until he spotted his brother. Will pushed the crowd until he could reach out and touch him. Danny immediately turned around.
“Where the hell have you been?” he asked. “I had to cover for you when that Candice girl came by.”
Will waved his hands. “Never mind that,” he said. “We got him! He’s selling some of the girls here to some dude named Ignacio.” Danny went wide-eyed in disbelief.
“You’re kidding!” he cried.
Will shook his head, “We have to hurry and get some sort of evidence against this guy,” he said. “They are going to leave any minute.”
Danny nodded and followed his brother’s lead as they went into the corner where a few of the strippers who had remained were going in and out. Will immediately noticed the lack of security and realized that they must have been helping with the load-out. His heart pounded fast as he remembered how many guards, Bill had around him. Still, he had his brother and that assured him that whatever was going to happen, they would be able to handle it.
***
Danny and Will silently made their way back to the dressing rooms where a lone exit door was propped open. He peeked his head out and what he saw made him angrier than he had ever been in months. The women were being shoved roughly into a white van, but what made him angry was that Charlotte was one of them.
“What are you doing?!” she cried. “Kyle! What the fuck!” Kyle just stood next to his brother and looked on.
“Told you I was going to help you get out of here,” he said matter-of-factly. Charlotte stared at him stunned before she spat directly into his face. Bill laughed.
“Damn!” he yelled. “She got you good! Kinda reminds me of ole’ Jolene, but that bitch tried to claw my face when we put her in that van.”
Danny’s heart dropped. He thought he heard wrong, but he knew better. Danny reached behind and retrieved the gun his brother made him take in the first place.
Will took out his gun and without saying a word, stepped from behind the door with his gun trained on Bill.
Bill’s crew looked up startled and before they could take out their own guns, Danny and Will had opened fire. Bodies dropped to the ground as Danny aimed his weapon back at Bill. Time seemed to slow down as Danny looked at his father’s, and now his, worst enemy.
“The fuck do you want, kid?” asked Bill. Words could not even begin to be shared. Danny looked at him with the utmost hatred while Kyle stared at the gun his brother was holding. Bill smirked and waved Danny off.
“Oh, you won’t do shit!” he cried. “Just like your old man: you ain’t got the…” Two shots rang out, and two bodies fell. Danny stood staring at his fallen foe, unsure of what where his ex was nor his son.
Charlotte was never happier to live so close to the club. Being so close to Bourbon Street was not ideal, especially when so many heard the gunshots. The girls all ran away once the shooting started, but Charlotte stayed; not wanting to abandon the man who had been so kind to her all evening.
She took both brothers home with her to make sure they were not taken in. There was no way the cops would believe they were trying to help when the crime scene looked like a gang turf war. The two men said nothing while they ran to her apartment.
She wondered if it was a mistake to bring them. After all, it was still unclear to her why they decided to shoot Bill. However, something told her this was right. They saved her and that was all that mattered. There was so much hatred in Danny’s eyes when he had looked at Bill that it almost scared her. Now, however, his eyes were filled with sadness.
Charlotte thought they would be silent all night when Danny looked up at her. “Thank you, Charlotte,” he said. Charlotte smiled sweetly.
“Of course,” she said. “But honestly, I should be thanking you.”
Will chuckled softly. “He’s never been good at that,” he said softly. “My brother has always been the polite one.” Charlotte nodded.
“That’s not a bad thing,” she said. The silence returned for several moments.
Danny balled his hand into a fist as his anger finally reached its boiling point.
“He took everything from me,” he said. “My son, my wife…my dad. The bastard took everything and I don’t feel any better.”
It broke her heart to see him cry. She wanted to ease their pain in any way possible. That was when it clicked in her head what Kyle and Bill must have been talking about when it came to a son.
“Your son,” she said as the pieces began to fit together. “I think…I know him.”
Danny looked at Charlotte curiously. “What do you mean?” he asked.
Charlotte thought for a moment and then nodded. “I remember this kid with his mother, who I’m guessing now was Jolene. I remember Kyle telling me to watch him while he spoke to his mother. I stayed with that kid all night… when my shift was supposed to be over, Kyle came and said his mother abandoned him. I didn’t believe him, but there was nothing I could do. They put him in a boy’s home just outside of town. I think his name was Brian.”
The expression on Danny’s face made her know that she had identified the same person. For the first time in her life, she felt she had served a purpose; just like her parents had always dreamt for her.
Without warning, Danny leaned forward and kissed her deeply. She moaned slightly as his tongue pried her lips apart. His kiss was rough, but passionate and she could not get enough. That was until she saw his brother Will. Will looked at the two and she could see that despite a happy ending for his brother, he was now left out alone. Charlotte smiled as she took her tank top off and sat in between Danny and Will. Alternating between the two, Charlotte kissed one deeply and passionately before kissing the other. She had never done something like this and yet she found herself easing into the situation very easily. Danny and Will looked off guard, but she knew she had to do something to ease their pain.
Will was the first to make a move as he leaned in and kissed her neck while Danny leaned in, undid her bra and kissed her bare breasts. Charlotte’s pussy gushed with juices as every nerve ending on her body was on fire with pleasure. She moaned and could feel her heart beat faster as she reached down and massaged both of their cocks through their pants. Charlotte could stand it no longer and in no time at all, she was leaning over into Danny’s lap; sucking on his now exposed cock. He filled her mouth and threatened to push into her throat.
Will pulled his own cock out and began to give long hard strokes. Charlotte felt her way over to his cock and slowly began to pump away as she took more of Danny’s cock down her throat. Danny and Will’s groans filled the bedroom as Charlotte alternated cocks. It was not long before the men were completely nude, with Charlotte on her knees in front of them. Charlotte alternately let their balls fill her mouth as she sucked and worshipped them.
The air was filled with electricity and the smell of sex as Danny helped Charlotte up onto the bed. She bent over on all fours; her ass high in the air. She let her ass wobble a little as if begging for their cocks. Will moved to the front of Charlotte while Danny moved behind her. She felt his firm hands squeeze her ass cheeks as he pressed the head of his cock against her. Charlotte arched her back and pushed against him while she took his brother’s cock in her hand and began to suck fervently.
Will grabbed a fistful of her hair as he began to pump in and out of her mouth.
“Fuck that feels good…” he moaned. That seemed to be all the incentive Danny needed as he moved his cock into her dripping wet pussy. Charlotte and Danny groaned as one as he began to firmly pump in and out of her. Charlotte backed her ass up into his thrusts, making him
go harder and deeper inside of her. She was beginning to love the two cocks inside of her as she found herself longing for their cum.
Danny’s nails dug into her ass cheeks as he fucked her harder and harder. With each passing minute, their shared lovemaking made them forget their problems with the world; even if it was just for a moment.
Charlotte pulled Will’s cock from her mouth and stroked his slick member. “Oh god!” she cried. She wanted to feel their cum so badly upon her skin and as if on command, she felt the hot sticky loads of their cum hit her ass cheeks and face. It had been so long since she had that feeling that the moment they came on her, she felt her orgasm rip through her body. She shuddered and screamed at the top of her lungs as the two men lay next to her cum covered body, spent.
The silence between them continued, but it was different now. For the time being, the three enjoyed the afterglow of their lovemaking. Victories were had and some battles were still to be waged, but for the first time in a long time, the three did not feel as if the world was a dark and terrible place.
THE END
Bonus Story 31 of 40
Alien Affair
“Are you ready to make history Melissa?” the tall, beautiful ambassador asked.
“Of course Ambassador Rosanna. Everything is as you requested, it is time,” Melissa responded. She was actually quite nervous. There had never been an Earth Federation ambassador to the Ilona worlds before and it was quite the controversy for some.
“Then let us proceed,” she said.
Melissa nodded and gestured to the guards who immediately lowered the ramp on the ship.
The music started playing and they began their walk down to the parade grounds. It was laid out between the new federation buildings and the entrance to the Ilona capital city of Papier. The red carpet was lined with the human dignitaries in attendance and led to the Ilona dignitaries on the other side of the field. There were garlands of roses on the human side with a brighter garland of Ilona flowers that were a vibrant purple with white veins sparkling throughout. Melissa had noticed that everything about the Ilona were bright and very festive appearing in comparison to her people. In contrast it was a slow, stately pace that the ambassador set. She wanted to give everyone a chance to look them over. It was an important moment, and Melissa could only be proud of her beautiful boss.
Rosanna was over six feet tall and athletically built with a regal bearing that suited her position. She was dressed in the traditional flowing red silk robes that were cut in a way to give glimpses of the standard white under suit all government staff wore. Her brown hair was up in braids that wrapped her head and ended in a bun at the nape of her neck. In comparison, Melissa was dressed in the drabber style of an ambassadorial assistant.
Of course her five foot four height seemed to match her importance. She wore a waist length green velvet blouse that held snuggly at the top of her hips with baggy green silk pants that were a low waist cut. Due to her lower rank her hair was left to flow freely, with a red headband to keep it out of her eyes. Only important officials and dignitaries were allowed to wear their hair up in a show of status. Her own figure was more voluptuous, but growing up in the government compounds it was considered the less desirable figure when compared to the preferred build of the ambassador. Melissa was a well-trained assistant and accepted her position and the honor it bestowed on herself and her name.
They met King Remole of Ilona in the middle of the field. Then the procession began moving towards the Ilona Arches of Entry. Passing through those would mark the first time any humans had gone to stay in an Ilona community. Melissa felt her breath quicken with the solemnity of the moment, but the moment was ruined by a popping sound. Then she heard a hum followed by an explosion that rocked the parade grounds, and she staggered forward tackling her boss to the ground. Weapons fire broke out over their heads and she heard the hum of blasters and recognized the popping she had initially heard as old style projectile weapons. Screams filled the air as Melissa pushed herself up to get a look at what was happening around her.
The ambassador’s bodyguards were ringing them, and quickly tried to get them up and moving.
“Let’s go, were sitting ducks out here, move!” shouted Captain Lancer. Melissa helped Rosanna struggle to her feet.
“Come on boss, let’s go!”
The ambassador seemed stunned that such an attack was taking place.
“This is the quickest route, come on, the Ilona Arches are the closest cover!” the captain shouted getting everyone on their feet. The Ilona king and his people were being herded around them towards the safety of the Arch. Over her shoulder Melissa could see flames rising from the buildings around them and bodies lying unmoving on the ground. She forced herself to stay focused and ignore the scream of fear she felt building inside as Rosanna leaned against her, running with the bodyguards. As the shadow of the giant marble arches covered them there was a bright flash of light and an explosion. Melissa screamed as the light blinded her and a pain shot through her left arm and hip as she fell. A sudden shock shot through her head and she knew no more.
*****
“I have to go. I have to see the ambassador, please,” Melissa told the woman.
“The ambassador was more damaged than you were in the attack. The prognosis is good, but she is in a restorative sleep field and you cannot see her at this moment. This time is for you to get better,” she was told for the second time. Melissa grimaced in frustration. She was not feeling too badly all things considered.
Her left arm was wrapped in a stiff fabric of some kind. It had been fractured and was painful to move. Her head ached lightly, and reaching up she could feel the hair above her ear had been shaved and a bandage was covering the wound. Her left hip was sore, but other than that she was feeling fine.
“Then can you fill me in on what happened? I need to report back to my people,” she tried, pushing herself into a more upright position on the bed. The woman helped her get settled and stacked pillows behind her. She studied her as she worked. The Ilona race was different from humans in many ways. One was that the women were more noticeable for their brightly colored hair and eyes.
Nurse Kolly was a beautiful woman with amazingly purple hair that fell down her back and ended in pink streaks. Melissa knew it was a natural color and her bright, cotton candy pink eyes were equally startling. The Ilona people were also more permissive than humans in many ways and her clothes were evidence of that. Kolly wore a snug white top that barely covered her large breasts with matching snug shorts. Suspenders went up over her shoulders and had an emblem that, based on Melissa’s studies, denoted healing. Kolly smiled at her and offered her some water.
“Your guards are in constant communication with your government so you should not worry about that. The master healer will be in shortly and he will be releasing you to good health. Trust me Assistant Mac, you will be allowed to see the ambassador as soon as it is possible to do so. We believe in stress free healing, so trust me when I say all your wants will be seen to in an effort to promote your rejuvenation,” the woman said.
Melissa sighed and sipped the water. It was fresh and clear and exactly what she needed. Looking herself over she decided she would also need to get some clothes. She had a reputation to uphold and she looked horrible. Her blouse and pants had been removed so she was just in the standard white body suit. It was dirt stained and the sleeve and leg had been cut off of her so they could work on her injuries. Melissa turned her head so she could see her reflection on the side of the medical equipment, and grimaced. Her hair was a tangled mess and her usual bright green eyes were dull with fatigue and stress. She was about to take another shot at information when the door on the other side of the room opened and she stiffened, trying to finger comb her hair. The king of Ilona strode up to her bedside. The nurse bowed in surprise and backed away.
The king was generally a jolly looking Ilona, typical of his race. He had flaming amber hair in a long ponytail. His face was r
ound and his eyes were a bright blue. He wore a red vest and what she thought of as a skirt, or kilt, representative of his royal line. He was not smiling now however, and had a concerned expression on his face.
“Your Majesty, you honor me with your visit,” she said lowering her head per protocol.
“Thank you Melissa Mac, but it is Ilona that was honored when you and your ambassador came to us in trust. It is our shame that such a thing could happen on Ilona soil. We are doing everything we can to take care of the situation. How are you feeling my dear? Have your needs been seen to?” he asked.
Melissa nodded, “Excellently Your Grace. I could not ask for better care. I am just concerned for my people and what happened.”
He nodded in understanding. Melissa then noticed the captain of the ambassadorial guard was standing just inside the door. He met her eyes and nodded. He had a wrap on his arm and his leg as well.
“I am here to inform you of what happened and reassure you of all we are doing. When we are through you will be free to go to the home we have arranged for you and yours. It is equipped with communication gear for your use in speaking with your government. We also have assigned liaisons to your person so anything you need that may have been overlooked will be quickly taken care of. As for what happened…” he hesitated. It appeared like he was trying to decide how to tell her.
“Separatists, Your Grace?” Melissa asked softly. He looked grieved.
“Yes, somehow the separatist group calling themselves Earth Only managed to get through the security. It is doubly sad that an Ilona group, Ilona First, struck at the same time. Our shame is double because of this and I wish you to know we will spare no expense or effort in finding the culprits and bringing them to justice. Your Captain Lancer has assured me your government is taking the same stand,” he gestured back to Lancer and he came forward. He was limping and looked exhausted.
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