Rachel was grinning ear to ear. “Fabulous darling.” She had a lot to be thankful for this year and this way she got to make it valid in the Home of the Brave and the Land of the Free.
CHAPTER 18
“One more sleep and then Auntie Rachel will be here.” George declared to his boyfriends. Ryan cocked his head at him.
“Is it usual for a man your age to refer to his parents’ friends as ‘Auntie’ still? Is it a British thing?” Ryan had his hands around George’s waist as the boy straddled him. Leo was sucking George off. “And why would you bring this up now?”
“I’m excited.” George reached down and twisted Ryan’s nipples making the big man beneath him jerk. Leo slapped his arse for squashing him and George yelped. “Sorry.” He stroked Leo’s hair and rocked his hips and before long Ryan was coming and George was coming and Leo was swallowing and after a lot of grunting and heavy breathing George spoke again. “Just Rachel then. Rachel and Joe. We’re going to have a lot of fun – can’t wait to go shopping on Friday.”
Ryan snorted. “Think Joe is rather hoping that you and Leo and Rachel will go without him.”
Leo nodded and said quietly. “I’d love that. Joe’s too scary when he gets eggy. And those crowds will get him cross in no time.” Ryan smiled at Leo and pulled him close for a hug. The boy was too sweet. “As long as he leaves her his credit card of course!” He looked quite serious and Ryan chuckled. It wasn’t like Rachel or Ryan were short of money thank God – although George and Leo’s fledgling business was not yet so lucrative.
“Don’t worry pet – Joe’s credit card has no limit and he’d be more than happy to hand it over if it means he doesn’t have to go shopping.” Ryan kissed his boy on the cheek. “You didn’t get to come yet did you LeeLee?” Leo shook his head as a flush turned his pale skin red. “So beautiful.” Ryan laid Leo flat on his back and nudged his legs apart with his own knees. “Spread for me. Let me see that needy hole of yours. “ Leo obeyed as he always did and reached for George’s hand. It was an automatic reflex that Ryan had grown used to and even cherished the sight of. He pressed his thumb pad against the pretty pink pucker of Leo’s arse and applied enough pressure to make the boy sigh and push against him but Ryan had other plans for the young man who deserved to be treated and teased just for being so selfless and patient. Wetting his lips he ducked his head between Leo’s thighs and proceeded to give him the rimming of his life. Leo was panting heavily and by the time George started to suck expertly at his weeping cock the normally softly spoken lad was moaning and cursing loudly and begging for release.
“Oh God – make me come; fuck! Make me come. Can’t last….Ry, G….please; oh God; yess just theeeeeeere!” Leo bucked up off the mattress as he shot copious amounts of creamy white come down his lover’s throat. George swallowed enthusiastically and Ryan slowly eased off kissing his way back up Leo’s body to his face.
“You. Are. Fucking. Spectacular.” he told him as he planted his mouth over his boy’s and kissed him passionately. George nudged his way into the embrace and the three of them kissed sloppily until they grew sleepy and took a nap before they had to set to the task of prepping the turkey for the following day.
The Masons’ time spent in New York was fabulous from start to finish. Rachel and Joe enjoyed the company of their friends and Thanks Giving was a relaxed affair with far too much food and booze involved. It was a welcome relief from the formality of the morning spent with Joe’s parents where awkwardness prevailed and the undercurrent of disapproving feelings towards their older son was almost tangible. It didn’t help that Joe’s brother Charles turned up with his seemingly perfect family in tow and Joe’s own kids were noticeably absent being that they had followed him to the UK for the time being. The waves of tension rolling off Joe worried Rachel and she tried valiantly to compensate for his terse behaviour by being chatty and sweet, but once he’d caught his 15 year old nephew sucking on a blunt in the bathroom, Joe felt marginally appeased. Not long after that he made their excuses and hotfooted it over to Ryan’s.
“I so wish I could tell Charles about what his son was getting up to while we were all licking ass with my Mom and Dad. The guy’d have a seizure if he thought his perfect family was the tiniest bit flawed. God forbid he be tainted with the same dissention as his wayward big brother.” Joe had drunk far too much bourbon and his tongue had loosened. Rachel and Ryan weren’t far behind him but George and Leo stayed relatively sober in case of emergency. “Anyways – made my little shit of a nephew hand over his stash in turn for keeping shtum.” Joe reached into his pocket and waved a little baggie at them. “Got any papers Ry?”
George shrieked and Leo grabbed his arm. “Oh my God I so want to see Joe Mason stoned – Leo think of the fun we could have.” Leo shook his head looking worried. “I have some Joe – let me roll you one.” George swiped the bag and skipped off to the kitchen to do just that returning with a king sized cone shaped joint already lit. “Jesus this is good stuff.” He handed it to Leo who for such a slight lad took an awfully long pull. Each member of the party took a drag and it wasn’t long before they were all happily wrecked due to the fact that none of them really did drugs too often and were total lightweights. George turned up the music and they danced until the munchies took hold then attacked the rest of turkey like they hadn’t already consumed a huge four course meal a couple of hours earlier. It was now very late and feeling full and sleepy Joe called the hotel that sent a car to pick them up and the friends agreed to meet up again in the morning when Rachel and the boys would be spending the day shopping leaving Joe and Ryan to catch up properly.
“This suite is sensational.”
Rachel kicked off her boots and danced around the room. Joe was feeling mildly nauseous from over indulging and wished his wife would stop moving about so much. “I love it and look at the view!” The twinkling New York skyline was spread out before them and Rachel leaned up against the glass to take it all in. “You spoil me so much baby; thank you.” Rachel turned towards Joe more than ready to show her thanks in the way he loved the most but she was shocked to see him swaying on the spot. “Umm – are you ok Joe?” She touched him tentatively on the brow alarmed to find him hot and clammy. He shook his head and turned green.
“Just remembered why I never did this shit. Makes me sick.” Turning on his heel and yanking his shirt off, Joe ran for the bathroom barely managing to reach the toilet in time before puking up the entire contents of his stomach. His massive body convulsed against the porcelain until he was spent.
“You ok in there?” Rachel called from the other side of the door – no way was she going in. Her husband was enormous and his ability to consume twice the average person’s meal size did not bode well for the current sounds of him vomiting it all up again. Rachel didn’t really do sick; Nate was the one who tended to the twins when they were puking their guts up; not their mother. The door swung open and a minty fresh all be it sheepish looking Joe stood there grinning. Rachel gaped at him.
“Yeah – fine now. Forgot weed doesn’t agree with me; been a while.” He yawned and scratched his stomach. “Need to sleep now though.” He shucked out of his trousers and tugged his socks and boxers off and flopped on to the massive bed. By the time Rachel had finished her nighttime ablutions he was already snoring his head off dead to the world.
“Such a light weight.” Rachel sighed then kicked Joe whose snoring halted momentarily. She kicked him repeatedly when he started up again and he grumbled finally turning on his side away from her. As his wheezing quietened down Rachel fitted her naked body against her husband’s back and bum and fell into a happy slumber along with him.
The following day was a long one and after Rachel, Leo and George had done some serious damage with her husband’s credit card at the crazy Black Friday sales, they all headed off to Joe’s house in the Hamptons for some R&R. Much of the time was spent apart in their respective bedrooms, but long walks on the beach and extended mealtimes gave them e
nough opportunity to catch up. Ryan and Joe had already spent Black Friday meeting up with old friends and were now content to just be together with their partners. The five of them got on really well despite George being the son of Rachel’s best friend. His new life style and time away from London had matured him and Rachel found him to be fascinating company. She loved the dynamic between the three boyfriends and they discussed at length the trials and tribulations of their special relationship. Now all too soon Rachel and Joe were back on the plane headed for home.
“Did you have fun Rach?” Their hands were joined and Joe lifted them to his mouth to kiss Rachel’s knuckles.
“Oh it was the best time Joe. Thank you so much. I’m really going to miss those boys.” Her eyes grew shiny and she cleared her throat. She wasn’t usually so sentimental but the thought of being apart over the holidays was painful.
“We can come back whenever you like baby. I was thinking of selling that big old house in the Hamptons and buying an apartment in Manhattan. It feels weird to stay in a hotel in my own city; I’d like a base and Ethan can use it when he comes home.” Rachel’s heart squeezed a little at Joe’s reference to New York being his city and then calling it home and for the first time she pondered on the possibility he may want to come back one day. Evidently he missed being in America, specifically New York and Rachel felt bad for the man she loved and a touch contrite for not realising it sooner.
“I think that’s a great idea. I love New York and I’d really enjoy getting to know it a bit better. I want to spend some time touring the city and discovering where you grew up.” She tugged his beard and he looked at her. “Will you show me Joe?” Her husband’s steely grey eyes turned soft and his pupils dilated and Rachel was thrilled to know that she had caused this reaction in him.
“You always know what I’m thinking don’t you Mrs Mason. Such a clever little minx and sexy too; how did I get so lucky eh?” Joe smiled at her and she melted as usual.
“I’m the lucky one. The woman who tamed Mighty Joe Mason…ha! They should only know…” Rachel giggled and Joe snorted.
“You do realise we’re the only first class passengers today don’t you Rach?” Joe’s hand rested suggestively on her upper thigh. Rachel raised her head and looked around her surprised to notice that they were indeed the only occupants in the cabin.
“That’s a little odd don’t you think? I wonder…” Rachel snapped her head around to face her husband narrowing her eyes at him accusingly. “Tell me you did not buy every single seat.”
“Umm – no?” Joe tried to look innocent but he failed miserably. Apparently, his poker face only worked in court.
“Oh my God you’re nuts!” Rachel let out an exasperated huff. “Why would you do that?” Joe grinned at her and let his hand trail further up her leg until he managed to wangle it into the waistband of her leggings. At the same time he undid his seatbelt and twisted his body towards her so he could nuzzle her neck.
“So I could do this…” Then he proceeded to initiate his gorgeous wife into the mile high club in the privacy of his booked and paid for entire first class cabin.
CHAPTER 19
“So Christmas then?” Rachel attempted to get an answer out of Joe on the way home. “I’m happy to do it but I just need some time to get organised.” Joe shook his head.
“No way. I don’t want you to have to work so hard for everyone else – I know you enjoy it but this year someone else will be making dinner and hosting our family.” Rachel sighed with relief – she was rather hoping Joe would include everyone in his plans, as she loved having her nearest and dearest all together at special times. “I’ve booked out Oakwell Manor in the hopes we can make some better memories of the place.” Rachel smiled. The hotel where they had their wedding was gorgeous and although that occasion had gone stupendously arse over tit – she was optimistic they would rectify that this Christmas.
“Brilliant idea darling. So who’s going?” Rachel leaned across the seat and kissed him on the cheek nuzzling his beard as she did so. She inhaled his uniquely masculine scent and her chest fluttered with love.
“All the usual; the twins of course and anyone they want to bring; Karen and Rory and their brood; Livvy and Luc and Ethan and Luc’s parents are joining us too. And Ryan’s bringing the boys over. They need to pop out on Boxing Day to visit with Leo’s parents – I invited them but I get the impression they’re not too enamoured with their son’s chosen lifestyle. “Joe scowled; he hated ignorant people. “But other than that we’re there for four days in total. And the hotel has an amazing Christmas package – loads to eat –lots to do. I hired out the whole spa for Christmas Eve so we can all chill and get treatments; whatever. They have a steam room you know?” Joe glanced at his wife and his cock twitched in recognition of her blush. “Maybe we can recreate some past experiences?” Rachel groaned at the memory but it was a good sound and gave Joe hope.
“All sounds amazing. You’re so sneaky – I would have totally agreed to this without you going off and organising it on your own.” Joe shrugged. “It’s going to be wonderful and I’m so excited for Karen that George will be here.” Joe sighed – it was so like his wife to always be thinking of others first. He would never change that about her and that’s why she deserved to be pampered and not worry about cooking or hosting for once. “And you booked the spa and made all the arrangements. Who knew Joe Mason was such a sweetie.” Joe raised one eyebrow at the description and Rachel laughed. “Only me I’m guessing.”
She relaxed into the soft leather seat as Joe drove them home and let her mind wander to the future and imagine how perfect this Christmas was going to be. For sure Joe and Luc were on better terms now although not completely relaxed around one another, but they were both making the effort and this would hopefully be another chance to bond. Rachel made a mental note to speak to Olivia and try and throw them together as much as possible. Then her musings turned to gifts and in particular to what she should get for her husband. Joe was the hardest person to buy for and she would have to give it some serious thought.
The spa idea had turned out to be just what everyone needed to relax. Joe had somehow managed to convince the hotel management to let them use it exclusively for the whole of Christmas Eve afternoon and Rachel suspected it had cost him a fortune but she’d come to realise that it gave her husband immense satisfaction to be able to spoil those around him. He always argued with her that he had more money than he needed and therefore had no reason not to put it to good use.
Hence the lot of them were to be found in the warm indoor pool plied with cocktails and nibbles. Coloured spotlights cast an enticing glow around the room; the temperature was set to pleasantly warm, and soft music added to the lazy atmosphere. A very pleasant fragrance lingered counteracting that of the chlorine and the overall setting was soothing and sensual. The pool area was highly luxurious decorated like a Roman spa with attractive tiling and décor. Comfy loungers were dotted about and staff hovered discreetly in the back ground should any of their guests require anything at all. Joe was extremely pleased that his plans had come to fruition in such a great way.
“I think it’s time for your massage Karen.” Joe nodded at a spa attendant who was walking towards her with a fluffy white robe and slippers. “Enjoy!” Joe had a twinkle in his eye and Rachel wondered what exactly he meant. Catching her expression Joe chuckled and decided to leave her hanging. If Karen wanted to share the fact that Joe had arranged for a stunning young hunk to be her masseuse then he’d leave that up to her. The guy actually offered additional benefits and Joe had sought Rory’s permission first of course before he booked it but knowing his friends this would be right up their alley and he wouldn’t be surprised if they kept the guy locked away in their room for the length of their stay.
“This is fabulous – I’m having so much fun.” George draped himself over Ryan’s right side and beckoned Leo over to adorn his left. They began to tease Ryan mercilessly until he lost his patience.
“This is a fucking family show boys – now leave off!”
Ryan grabbed them and in a flurry of movement the boys simultaneously hit the water in an almighty splash. “They need to be taught a lesson in restraint – I know I’m irresistible but there’s a time and a place.” Ryan smirked and brushed his hands together looking quite smug that he was in control. “Oh yeah – who’s the Daddy?”
Joe and Rachel both roared with laughter at Ryan’s cockiness especially as they could see what was going on behind him. Under the water in complete silence, George and Leo swam right up to him and before Ryan knew it they’d grabbed hold of his shorts and yanked leaving him bare arsed in the middle of the pool. Scrambling around to catch them only made it easier for the boys to remove his swimming trunks completely and like two little fish they swam away from him trying not to swallow too much water as they giggled.
“Oh yeah – that’s some control you’ve got there man. Whipped!” Joe’s booming voice bounced off the walls of the pool hall. “Now about your shorts…” Joe raised an eyebrow and cocked his head in the direction of a lot of giggling from the side of the pool where George and Leo stood with the garment in question holding them out for all to see. They stuck their tongues out at their boyfriend and then ran off leaving him naked and stranded. Ryan burst out laughing and shook his head before shamelessly heaving his bare body out of the water.
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