by R. S. Smith
Joanna felt guilty about the way she had been neglecting her daughter in recent years and did want to be closer to her. She couldn't argue with any of the things she had said. “I'm sorry I've been such an inattentive mother, honey. All right, as a first step toward making all that up to you, I'll go along with this if it's that important to you, Jessica Lynn.”
Danny wrapped his arms around Renée, pulled the sheet up over them, and the couple watched with keen interest as Joanna begrudgingly began to undress her for them.
“I've been as cooperative as I can be tonight”, said Joanna. “I've taken some initiative and I’ve shown enthusiasm, but if we're going to do this, Danny will need to start using those condoms.”
“Renée gave me sponges when we were back in Colorado, Mom. I'm good to go.”
The pair soon stood together naked in front of their guests, holding hands, as Jo said, “You two have given our family a great gift. The both of us are most grateful to the both of you for saving her life and probably mine. We wish to express our heartfelt, sincere appreciation. You deserve a bonus much more personal than mere cash. Both of us want to give to both of you the most memorable gift of your special sexual fantasy. Please let us.”
“Please, please!” added Jessie.
They anticipated a quick acceptance, but Danny played hard to get. “It depends.”
Renée looked up at him quizzically, as if to silently say 'don't you dare screw this up!'.
“Is this an open-offer or a one-time thing?” he asked. “If your expression of gratitude is truly heartfelt and sincere, there's only one answer.”
Joanna paused a moment before answering, but her resistance had by now been completely worn down. “Whatever it takes,” she said with a sigh.
“We need to hear it, Jo.”
“Say 'open', Mother. You know he's right!”
Joanna felt a need to accommodate her daughter after too many years of neglecting her. She became overwhelmed with a desire to make it up to her. “If Danny uses condoms after tonight, please consider this a standing, open-ended offer.”
Startled by this response, Renée was immediately overwhelmed and got so excited she could barely get the words out of her mouth fast enough. She didn't want to allow Joanna a split-second to change her mind.
She jumped out of bed, exclaiming “Your offer is accepted!! Oh my God! Thank you, Joanna, thank you, both! Thank you, thank you. Our sex fantasy is going from never yet happening, to now being accommodated on a recurring basis whenever we want it!”
She again looked over at her companion, this time admiringly, and said “Nicely done, Danny, very nicely done!” She kissed him more passionately than she had in long while.
Danny pulled away the sheet covering them and said, “Come to bed, ladies.”
Their honored dinner guests stayed for breakfast and were still there for lunch. No one dressed until dinnertime when Jo took everyone to her country club for a scrumptious meal. They split up when they returned for the night. Jessie took Renée to her room; Jo took Danny to hers.
The next morning, Renée's cell phone rang as she tried to sleep-in and regain her strength. It was Laura.
“Did everything go okay the other night?”
“It could not have worked out better. My sincerest thanks. We owe you one, Laura!”
“The other day I told the kid that I'd like to take her along on an easy contract that I have coming up. It's time we pop her cherry.” This was Laura's way of saying it was time for Jessie to experience her first kill. “I'm thinking that since you're in town, and since you two have a special connection, you might like to come along to ensure her safety and share the fun. I bet you're in bed with her right now.”
“You know me so well, Laura. Yes, I’d like that.”
“Word in our professional community has it that you have a particular interest in child abusers, so you'll find the job appealing. This guy recently got released from serving a sentence as a convicted pedophile. The wife has had the kids the last few years, but is about to go to prison on an extortion charge. He'll be getting full custody, I have no idea why. She's most distraught and wants him killed.”
“Count me in. Danny has become distracted by Jessie's mom, so we'll leave him behind on this one to have his own fun with her. I'm not as possessive as I used to be. I find that it's more fulfilling seeing him happy as long as it's someone I approve of and Joanna qualifies.”
“Good for you, you've come a long way. The hit is tonight. I'll pick you two up there around ten o'clock.”
Later that night, Jessica was in a state of excitement as the threesome rode along the dark highway in Laura’s SUV.
“Will I get to use my gun?” she asked in eager anticipation.
“This will be your initiation into our club, Jessie,” said Laura. “At the diner back in Colorado, you told us you could kill someone. Tonight you're going to have to prove it.”
“Can I have some fun with it like you both like to do?”
“Sure, kid, we all like having fun, don't we, Renée?”
“Fun is a good thing. A person should enjoy her work.”
“Will I get paid for this?”
“Not this time. It's more of a training exercise than anything,” said Laura.
“On-the job-training,” echoed Renée, as she cuddled the girl under her arm. “I'm not getting paid for it either, Jessie. This is my thank you to you both for getting your mom to do the other night for us.”
Laura pulled off the road and stopped. “We'll walk the rest of the way. I don't want to park too close.”
The back door of the house was unlocked and they easily got in. The man had been drinking and was asleep on the sofa. Moments later he was bound and gagged.
“He's just a poverty-stricken old fart,” said Jessie. “What fun can I have here? There's no hi-rise to throw him from, no chance of a sexual assault, no hot lover to humiliate. Next time, please find me someone with a hot teenager I can toy with.”
“Just pop him kid,” Laura said. “Here's a silencer for your pistol.”
Jessie shot him in the leg. He winced in pain.
“Oh, this is fun!!”
Renée requested a turn, and then put a bullet in his arm. “Sorry, kid, I don't wish to deprive you of anything, but my step-dad was an abuser. You can take over from here.”
“Let's do every other shot, just let me do the last one,” she said, firing a round into his stomach. “There's an opening on the back of the chair, put one in his back please.”
Renée promptly complied with the request. “He's not long for this world. Let's not take any chances of you missing your initiation. Take the kill-shot next, sweetie.”
Jessica savored the special moment as she fired a bullet into the man's temple. “God, that was almost orgasmic!” she exclaimed.
Renée knew Laura was unpredictable and a control freak, but what she didn't know was that she had been to the house earlier and set-up a hidden video camera. She now had a recording of the two of them both shooting the victim, and planned to save it for leverage against them in case she might one day need some power over one or both of them.
“Welcome to our club, Jess,” both women said. “This calls for a celebration. Let's go downtown and party!” It was dawn when Laura dropped them off at the house.
“Should we look in on your mom and Danny?”
“I think we should,” Jess said.
Both were sleeping nude in a spooning position, and looking most blissful.
“They look good together,” said Jess. “I hope you're okay with that.”
“I am. I love and trust Danny. I'm looking forward to being with your mom again. I hope you're okay with that.”
“I am. I think I hear my bed calling us, Renée.”
“I think I can hear it, too. C'mon, sweetie. I was proud of you last night. I want to do some extra-special things for you this morning.”
“More special than all the other things?”
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��I know a few other tricks I've been wanting to share with you, dear. You'll be purring all day long, kitten.”
The following days passed quickly and soon they had been there a week.
“We should be going home, honey,” Danny announced one morning. “Guests, like fish, begin to stink after three days. We've been here seven. Let's not wear out such an incredible welcome.”
“Danny, I want some private mother-daughter time first. I haven't had any yet. Is that okay with you?”
“There's a ballgame I want to watch on TV. Sure, go ahead, take all the time you want.”
She requested the two of them escort her to the master bedroom and the threesome disappeared. Danny watched a ballgame, and then he watched another. Later he made himself some dinner. The sun was setting when the trio finally emerged.
“Danny, it was incredible! They make an amazing team,” raved Renée.
“Thank you, ladies. I love seeing my lady so happy,” he said.
They both plopped down on the sofa exhausted, too tired to speak.
“I've made some dinner. Please help yourselves,” offered Danny.
“Danny, our foursomes have been amazing, especially that first night. The one-on-ones I can't say enough good things about, but this threesome was 'to-the-moon, Alice!' They're so eager-to-please and so easy-to-please, it's awesome. I've never been so sexually-satiated in my life!”
“I've never seen you so enthusiastic before, but we're still leaving in the morning. Jessie should go back with us, now that she's done with school, and get some more training.”
“Jo, Danny's birthday will be in mid-July, plan on coming out that week. I want him to have his own private mother-daughter sessions,” Renée commanded.
“As you wish, Renée.”
“Don't be so dictatorial with these two, honey,” Danny said. “Jo's debt has been paid. Anything further is because of friendship. Lead them into wanting to please us, not feeling they have to please us. If you take too much advantage of their generous offer, you'll find it's counter-productive,” he wisely advised.
“Jo, Jessie, I apologize to you both for being out of line. You have me smiling so much lately that I can't think straight.”
“We do enjoy pleasing you both,” Jo said. “I'm hoping you won't take us for granted, Renée. I feel like I've come a long way with taking more initiative, but I'm not sure how forward I'm allowed to be with your Danny. I don't want to get shot.”
“You've been very generous with us, love,” said Renée. “Your open-ended offer makes me very, very happy, and you make me very, very happy. I'll return the favor and allow you carte blanche with Danny. I love Danny, but it's not a possessive love. I love seeing him smiling and I've seen more of that than usual lately. I swear I will never hurt you and you can fuck him to your heart's delight. Danny is my soulmate, not my husband. Other than that, he's as unmarried as you are, Jo.”
“He is?”
“However, just because he says you've paid your debt, and I acknowledge you have, doesn't mean I'm letting you two off the hook on your open-offer.”
“Don't worry, Renée. I have no intention of changing my mind. The open-offer stands,” Jo said. “You've both awakened me in a way that makes me feel alive again, more so than in many years. All I ask is that you have some flexibility, I do have a career that's very important to me. Be nice to us, don't take us for granted, don't abuse the situation, and I'll go out of my way to please you both, I really will.”
Things calmed down over the next few hours as everyone ate dinner and watched TV.
“Since we're leaving in the morning, who's interested in having some farewell-sex?” Danny asked. As he finished his sentence, he looked over at the sofa and all three were sound asleep. “Oh well, I guess I'll watch another ballgame.”
As they prepared to depart that next morning, Renée's cell phone rang. Very few people had that number and the caller ID said “PRIVATE”.
“Uncle Chip?”
It was the mobster who employed her as an assassin in New York. They weren’t related, but the nickname had evolved when she had been in a relationship with his late daughter. She had agreed to stay available to him when she left the city to go on her sabbatical. There was only one way to permanently leave the business.
“Do you remember Misty?” he asked. “She was at dinner that night you brought Danny here.”
“Yes, Uncle Chip. I remember her.”
“I asked her to marry me and gave her a lovely, expensive diamond engagement ring. Then she goes out and gets knocked up by her boyfriend that I didn't even know about. She knew I'd whack her if I found out, so the bitch went into Witness Protection and took the quarter-million-dollar ring with her.”
“Oh my God, that's horrible. How can we help?”
“She screwed up and broke the WITSEC rules. Misty is visiting her family in L.A. so that they can meet this guy. Rumor has it that you were seen very recently in downtown L.A. partying. Is that right?”
“Yes, and Danny is here with me.”
“She can hurt me if she makes it to court, hon. She's got to be hit and it's got to be tonight, otherwise I'll lose her. I don't have anybody to do it in on the west coast other than you guys. Can you help me out?”
For her to say no to Uncle Chip would be like Joanna saying no to Laura. There was only one answer.
“Of course, we'll be more than happy to help! We don't have much armament with us here, though.”
“That's being taken care of as we speak. The family lives in a hi-rise condo downtown. I want you to give them sky-diving lessons. You know what I mean, make her suffer.”
“We'll take care of it tonight.” They worked out the details, Renée updated Danny and brought Jessica into the loop. She was elated.
“Jessie, we never use one another's names on these outings. We wear hoodies when we enter a building to avoid the security cameras. Don't take any actions without our approval. Do you understand?” asked Renée.
“I do. I'll follow your lead and do whatever you guys say. I hope this one is more fun than the last time.”
“I have a feeling it will be, kid. For openers, they're in a hi-rise. Once bodies start falling from the sky, there won't be an abundance of time for us to get way from there, so we'll save that part of the fun for last. Got it?”
“Oh yes, I can't wait!”
That night, the trio picked up their new weapons and found their way into the building. When they got into the family's unit, they were just finishing a late dinner. They immediately terrorized the group, convincing them to remain silent.
“If you cooperate, we won't hurt anyone. We're here to give Misty a warning.”
“I remember you guys,” she said. “I'm not sure from where, though.”
“Shut up, bitch! We do the talking here; speak only when spoken to,” Renée instructed. She slapped her hard. “Now introduce us to your friends.”
“These are my parents, this is my little brother Johnny and his girlfriend Ashley, and this is my fiancé Benny.” The folks appeared to be in their fifties or sixties, Johnny and Ashley their mid-to-late twenties, Misty and Benny in their thirties.
“Did you see that?” Jessie asked her friends.
“See what, kid?”
“The mom was checkin' out Benny's package!”
“Rumor has it Misty is pregnant, that makes her a grandma. Grandma is just wondering if he's got herpes warts, I bet. Stand up, Benny! Get up, grandma!'
They complied and she motioned for them to move together into the center of the room.
“Drop your pants for her, young man,” Renée ordered. “You need to pass inspection before you can join this family.” He looked over at Misty, and Renée shouted “Just do it!”
With his trousers and underpants around his ankles, she directed the woman to make the examination.
“He looks healthy,” she said.
“You can't always tell by looking, grandma. I think he has E.D. Check for that!”
“Oh look, Misty. He likes her! I think you're going to have some fun family visits.”
The father was becoming most upset, and when Renée directed the woman to get down on her knees, he shouted “Stop this nonsense!”
“Kid, put a bullet in his kneecap!”
She eagerly complied and he collapsed in pain.
Renée repeated her motioning request. “Take things up a notch, Grandma, or Grandpa is a goner, and swallow for us! No one looks away,” she ordered.
“You can stop this, Misty, by fetching Mr. Cicero's diamond ring for us. I know you have it here.”
The entertainment with Benny was short-lived, so she said, “Benny, a gentleman always reciprocates. Get busy quickly!”
“I'll go get you the ring!” Misty exclaimed. A moment later, “Here it is. Please leave us alone!”
Renée looked over at Jessie and said, “Okay kid, you take over now. You're the new puppet master.”
Jessie waved her gun at the frightened group. “I want to see a pile of clothes at my feet, right now. Everybody strip! Grandpa gets a pass.” She watched with interest as young Ashley disrobed. She was petite, with short dark hair and a fair complexion.
“You guys, can I have some private-time with Ashley?” Jess asked.
“No kid. Use the loveseat over there.” She lined up the chairs from the dinner table for a makeshift theater.