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Saturday. December 8th
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At 3 am. Kim was standing on the runway at Middleton airport and was looking at a fair size Cessna. What caught her eyes in particular was the words Stop-Sec that had been written on the side with big blue letters.

“Okay Ron. What the hell is Stop-Sec?”

The blond standing besides her grinned.

“It is my security firm. It handles the protection of my staff and business interests abroad. A private jet means they can move around faster and with out delays.”

Kim shook her head, but didn’t manage to say anything before Bonnie stepped in.

“And it just happened to be in Colorado?”

Ron shrugged.

“Actually it was in Washington. The headquarter is located there. It makes it easier to keep a finger on the pulse.”

The brunet grinned.

“And since it is own by a company, its tax deductible.”

Ron smirked.

“Sounds like someone has been looking in my school books again.”

Bonnie nodded.

“I needed a break from Shakespeare. They were laying in the living room.”

Kim rolled her eyes.

“So you jumped at a bunch of dry figures. You must have been desperate.”

She spotted Su looking like she was about to say something, but the Chinese seemed to change her mind. Apparently the evenings lesson was still fresh on her mind.
Kim was glad for that. Especially since she was still horny. The only ones who had gotten of during that little session, was Su and Ron.
She didn’t think it was fair. She deserved to feel good to. She felt cheated. And speaking about cheating.

“Ron? I was just wondering. Who is the girl we are rushing of to Europe to meet? You haven’t told us her name.”

Ron grinned.

“Not to worry Kimmie. It will all be clear as ink soon enough. Now if you would all be so kind as to go aboard our flight? I know that I for one wouldn’t mind getting a few hours sleep before landing in Paris.”

Kim was confused. Was he joking? He had to be. There were no way he would keep them in the dark.
She watched as Ron led Su and Bonnie to the stairs leading up into the airplane. Both girls where wearing heavy clothes to protect them from the weather. But Su was still shivering slightly. Even though she was wearing a thick winter jacket, Kim had insisted that the girl should wear a mini skirt. The result was two very bare and exposed legs and since Su was not well equipped to handle the cold, from natures side, this was pure torture. It was another one of Kim’s little games. Her Chinese lover was just going to rely on her two girlfriends to keep her warm.
As Kim walked up the steps to the plane, Ron lend her a hand to support her. It was completely unnecessary. She must have walked up and down similar steps hundred of times and she had never lost her footages. She allowed it. no she reveled in it, because it was a discreet show of care. Discrete and genuine.
Walking into the passenger cabin, she looked around and was immediately struck with realization, that although the cabin was spacious, it was meant to transport small groups of people in relative good shape and not just a few business associates in elaborate surroundings.
Su and Bonnie had already sat down on a double seat in one part of the plane, she went there and joined them, although she had to sit on the other side of the isle.
Ron walked past them after closing the door and entered the cockpit. She heard him talk with the pilot, after which a small solid looking man with stubble walked out and greeted them with a smile. He went to the door and checked that it was secure before walking back to the cockpit.
Ron came up to her and gestured for her to get up. Kim did so but was pretty puzzled about it. she watched as her boyfriend sat down and then reached out for her. Slowly taking his hand, she had a pretty good idea about what was going to happen.
With a sudden pull, Kim fell into his lab. He help her position herself, so she was straddling him. Luckily the seats were big enough, so she didn’t have to worry about he knees being squeezed. She smiled at him.

“Ronnie, who was that guy? Don’t tell me it was the stewardess.”

Ron chuckled.

“Oh no. besides I doubt Will would look good in a skirt. He is the pilot. A very good pilot. He used to fly supplies to outposts up north of the polar circle. But when his wife got pregnant, he decided that he had to find another job. He could fly this crate all by himself if he had to, so he got a rookie navigator. I’m figuring that in a year or so, the navigator won’t be a rookie anymore.”

Kim nodded. She had been flying with all kind’s of pilots. And it was her experience that true bush pilots had something, that allowed them to take of, fly and land in the worst kind of conditions. It made putting up with their, usual, eccentric personalities, so much easier.
The plane started moving and soon headed for the runway. Ron started moving Kim away from his lab, which made her wonder what was up. it wasn’t until she saw the sign with ‘fasten your safety belts’ that she realized that she had completely forgotten it. She strapped herself in and leaned back. Looking over at her two girlfriends, she saw Su closing her eyes and grapping Bonnie’s hand. Kim frowned.

“Are you okay Su?”

The Chinese opened her eyes and looked at her for a moment before closing them again.

“I don’t like flying. When I came to the US, I was almost panicking when we took of. When we landed I knew exactly how the pope feel.”

Kim looked at her puzzled. Su shrugged and smiled slightly.

“I felt like kissing the ground.”

Kim groaned. Being a catholic, although not particular devout, she wasn’t sure she liked pope jokes. Of cause Ron and Bonnie was both Jewish, so they had no problem laughing. She ended up swatting her boyfriends arm.

“It’s not that funny.”

Ron nodded.

“Oh yes it is. Bonnie would you…”

Kim followed his gaze and saw why her boyfriend’s voice had trailed of. Bonnie was already busy trying to divert her girlfriends attention.
Kim smiled as she saw Su arch her back from Bonnie’s ministrations. Any sound the Chinese let out was cut of in the kiss the two girls shared.

“That ought to do it.”

“Oh yes. If a girl did that to me, I would be as relaxed as anyone could be.”

Kim grinned and turned to him.

“Are you telling me that all that yelling and screaming during Para jumping, could have been avoided?”

The blond nodded solemnly. Kim’s grin widened.

“Oh poor baby. All of that grief and I could have handled it so easily. What can I do to make it up to you?”

Ron smiled.

“Well truth has it that I get a bit nervous at flying too. Perhaps you could help me with that?”

Kim arched an eyebrow. She knew damn well that Ron wasn’t scared of flying. But she also knew that this was an invitation. An invitation to take of some of her own frustrations.
She gasped when the plane suddenly tilted as it took off. Thinking for a few seconds, an idea popped into her mind.

“Listen Ronnie. Does Will often leave his cockpit?”

Ron shook his head.

“No. he doesn’t trust the auto pilot and he don’t want his inexperienced co-pilot alone at the stick for too long.”

Kim grinned and leaned in to whisper in his ear.

“Then I will make you so relaxed that you wouldn’t know what fear felt like even if the plane started crashing.”

He grinned and began stroking his girlfriends cheek.

“I can’t wait.”

Kim’s smile would have made a barracuda envious.

“That’s the beauty of it. you don’t have to.”

She unbuckled her seatbelt and began rolling on top of him. He stopped her.

“Hold on a moment Kim.”

She pouted a bit miffed.

“But you said you couldn’t wait?”

Ron sighed, sounding like all the troubles of the world was placed on his shoulders.

“Unfortunately I have to. A mans job is never done.”

He got rid of the safety belt and stood up. to Kim’s surprise he walked up to a small kitchen placed just outside the cockpit. He reached in to one of the cupboards and pulled out a bottle, an ice bucket and four glasses.
He put it on a trolley and wheeled it down the small corridor between the two rows of seats. Reaching the place his three girlfriends were seated, he used some kind of fastenings on the seats to keep the trolley in place.

“Since we are going to France, I thought it would be proper to enjoy a glass of French champagne.”

Kim wasn’t sure about that. She had only tasted champagne once before in her life, the evening she had graduated from high school. One glass had almost knocked her out and she had had terrible hangovers the next day.
With a pop, the bottle opened and Ron began filling the four glasses. He then started handing them out. Kim took one without comment, but Bonnie smiled ecstatic.

“Thanks Ronnie. But I think Susie better wait a little. She is a bit preoccupied.”

Kim grinned as she saw what the brunet meant. Su was currently kneeling on the floor of the plane between Bonnie’s legs. The brunets pants had already been discarded and she was sitting on the seat without anything between her and the upholstery. Kim figured it was going to be one hell of a cleaning job later on.
As Ron sat down next to Kim, Bonnie sighed and took a sip from her glass. She was obviously enjoying the attention of Su’s tongue on her sex.

“When I was sixteen, me and my family went to Hawaii. We were sitting on first class and was served drinks. Mine was none alcoholic of cause.”

She mewed slightly as Su did something Kim couldn’t see.

“I thought a flight couldn’t get any better. I might have been right…”

She gasped before continuing with a slightly higher voice.

“If the stewardess had licked me out.”

The brunet shivered and leaned back, adjusting the seat so she was laying at a 120 degree angle.
Kim’s grin became a little wider, as she sipped from her own glass. She doubted that Bonnie would have accepted even if she had been offered oral sex by a stewardess. Especially with her family sitting right next to her. That said, the thought made all of Kim’s frustration return.
She reached a hand over and started fingering the top button of Ron’s shirt.

“Ronnie, I got an itch. Mind if I take care of it?”

Ron smiled slightly.

“You don’t want me to help you?”

Kim smiled for a moment.

“No, that’s okay. I’ll do the riding.”

Leaning down to kiss him, she started unbuttoning his pants. When his zipper and boxers were out of the way and his beginning erection had been freed, she placed the champagne glass in the seat’s cup holder. Standing up, she removed her own pants and panties and threw them on her seat. Then she straddled her boyfriends lab and began working her hand over her favorite limb.

“Oh! So responsive we are tonight. Didn’t Su take good care of you?”

Ron smiled ironically.

“Kim. That was yesterday. I would be a poor lover if I couldn’t handle a girl a day.”

Kim giggled and kept up her motions, until she was satisfied with what she got. She then rose up, using her powerful legs and guided herself onto her boyfriend.
Ron groaned at the sensation and reached out to help steady her. Kim slapped his hand lightly.

“No touching Ronnie. I got fantasies too and this is one of them. Just relax and leave everything in my capable hands..”

He raised is eyebrows at that.

“You plan on using your hands?”

Kim growled at the bad joke and Ron grinned. The grin was however, cut short when Kim rotated her hips slightly grinding their sexes together more forcedly.

“Hush boy toy. Right now you are mine. Something that I am going to enjoy.”

She started a slow steady rhythm, intent on prolonging this. As she felt she had the perfect motions, she reached out and grabbed her glass.
It took all her willpower to keep up her movement, as she clinked her glass lightly with Ron’s and took a sip. Looking into his eyes, she saw shocked awe. Apparently she had managed to surprise him with this action. She decided it wouldn’t be the last time.
Placing a hand on his chest, she kept grinding into him, while taking occasional sips of Champagne.
She hadn’t lied. This was a dream of hers, although she hadn’t expected the drink to be expensive French Champagne or the place the were doing it, to be an airplane. That just made it all the more sweet.
She kept this slow pace until she finished her wine, not wanting it to end prematurely, but once the glass was empty, she put it back in its holder, placed both hands on his chest and started moving faster.

“Ron. Ron, do you love me?”

She already knew the answer, she just wanted to hear it right now. This mysterious girl was still haunting in the back of her mind and she needed confirmation that she wasn’t about to be replaced.

“Of cause I do Kim.”

Kim mewed slightly.

“What is it about me you love?”

Ron groaned as she tightened her pelvis muscles.

“Everything Kimmie. Everything. You are strong and demanding, yet one hundred percent pure woman. You are a confident, a friend, a support and a sex machine. You are kind, loving and you know how to be submissive when it is demanded of you. You are the perfect woman and the perfect friend. You are incarnated passion and my life would be pore without you. Leave me again and I swear I will slap you.”

Kim had started purring as he began his description. As he said the word ‘slap’ she let go of her orgasm and forced herself to keep moving through the blissful waves that ran through her. She was intend on continuing until she felt his semen splash into her depts.
As she started feeling her balance slip, she saw Ron reach for her.

“No Ron. Don’t. I started this. Please let me finish it.”

Ron slowly retracted his hand. He looked slightly worried, but when Kim started gyrating her hips constantly, he just groaned and sank back into the seat.
Kim smiled ecstatically as she picked up her pace even further. It occurred to her that this was the first time Ron had allowed her to be in complete control and she reveled in it.
Ron arched his back and Kim felt him shoot his seed in to her, triggering another orgasm in her.
With a long sigh and a happy mewing sound, she allowed herself to fall down on her boyfriend. She smiled lovingly at him.

“I needed that big guy. What about you?”

He smiled as he reached up and began caressing her hair.

“I always do enjoy a taste of decadence.”

Kim laughed slightly. A big bank account, private jets, weekend trips to Europe, expensive food and wine, not to mention having three girlfriends on your beck and call. It didn’t become much more decadent then that.
She placed her head at his throat and started licking at it slowly. From Ron’s slight moan, she figured he enjoyed it. she continued this for a moment until Ron began to speak.

“Kimmie. As much as I enjoy this, I think you should move back to your seat. Just in case of turbulence.”

Kim sighed. She knew he was right, but she didn’t want to. Truth was she was too tired. She had been awake for almost twenty hours and she had had sex several times in that time span.
Finally, with her boyfriends help, she managed to get into her seat, were she curled up and tried to get comfortable.
Ron got up and found a blanket somewhere and draped it over her body. He leaned down and kissed her cheek.

“Sleep tight my fiery redhead. You deserve it.”

She smiled at that. Closing her eyes, she opened them when she heard Bonnie let out a slight scream. Kim watched as Su practically crawled up the brunets body and kissed her on the mouth. Kim smiled.

“looks like Bonnie got her release as well.”

Once again she closed her eyes. Falling asleep on a plane was nothing new to Kim and she knew she would awaken fairly well rested.

“Good night everybody.”

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Monique sat on the large satin covered bed. She was trying to sort out everything that happened to her in the last twenty four hour. And that was a lot.
A little more than six month ago, Ron had lent her enough money for her to go to Paris and give her dream a shot. To be a fashion designer.
It had worked out perfectly. She had gotten an established designer, Jean, to teach her the ropes, unfortunately he had turned out to be a slime ball. Once she and her fellow trainees had gotten better and was starting to show some real promise, he had sprung a clause in the contract saying that everything they made, belonged to him. At that time they were deep in financial dept to him. They were giving the choice to either write a ten year contract or he would ruin them.
The other three girls had signed the contract but Monique had gotten stubborn. She had told him to go to hell, as well as some other more graphical terms, before walking off.
It wasn’t until the same evening, when she got home to her roommate, she realized that her teacher had meant the word ruin, in more than one way. Her bags had already been packed and Elize wouldn’t let her in. Apparently Jean had quickly spread the word, that anybody who helped Monique, would never work in the Paris fashion industry again and since Elize was a model, almost exclusively used by Jean, she didn’t dare go against him.
Therefore Monique had been forced to walk the streets all night. In reality she didn’t know anyone in France, who wasn’t somehow connected to the Fashion industry.
Finally she had decided to put all the money she had in a long shot. Or rather, a long range call. She had called Ron. And that was why she was now sitting in a luxurious suite in the Bristol hotel, wearing nothing but the silk dress shirt Ron kept in the suite that was permanently rented to his name. That the hotel staff insisted on her being given room service, only meant that the three Euro’s left in her wallet, wasn’t going anywhere.
She leaned back on the bed and pulled the blanket up under her chin. She was feeling depressed. Sure, Ron had said that he was on the way, and Monique didn’t believe that anything could stop him from showing up. still she wished that Elize hadn’t betrayed her like that. That there was someone who could put their arms around her and tell her that everything was all right. Of cause, if Elize were to walk through the door this instant, she was going to find out why Monique considered GWA pro. Wrestling for educational TV.
She sighed. There was nothing she could do right now. Nothing but to wait for the one guy, she knew she could trust implicitly.

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It was around 10 pm. When Ron stepped out of the taxi in front of the Bristol hotel. Standing there, he helped each of his girlfriends out of the car. Kim who was the last one, looked at him.

“All right Ron. You said that all would be explained once we came to the hotel, so start talking.”

The blond simply shook his head.

“I never said that I would be the one to explain it. so if you ladies would join me?”

He heard Kim grumble under her breath and tried not to smile too wide. Of cause, he could have told her and the others on the twelve hour long flight here, but what would the fun be in that?
He walked in and got hold of the night portiere at the reception and asked if Monique had arrived. He made sure that he didn’t use her name. He was satisfied to hear, that not only had she arrived, she had also received something to eat.
He turned to his girlfriends and smiled.

“Well, I guess you are all curious. Lets go meet her.”

Bonnie didn’t waist a second, but just started walking towards the elevator.

“Yes let us. I like to see what this chick is all about.”

Ron shook his head. Bonnie would always be Bonnie. No matter what they did to her or for her, whenever she became nervous, she would always hide it behind a mask of arrogance. Just like Kim would become hostile.
He joined the girls in the elevator and rode up to the top floor with them. From there it was relative simple for him to find the right door.
He knocked on the door, but when there were no response he frowned and put his ear to the door. His frown immediately cleared, as he heard the shower inside. Apparently his friend had decided to clean up before going to sleep.
Deciding that there were no reason to wait, he punched in the code that opened the door and walked in.

“Here you go ladies. This is my place of preference whenever I am in Paris. Nice isn’t it?”

Kim shrugged and he thought he picked up a mumbled ‘whatever’ coming from her. Su on the other hand whistled slightly.

“Yes indeed. It beats my old dorm room.”

Ron grinned at that. He suddenly realized that the shower had stopped and that he could hear a low voice humming some tune he didn’t know.
Turning around, he spotted Monique walking out of the bathroom with her eyes closed as she dried of her hair. She hadn’t bothered tying her bathrobe, showing Ron that the girl still shaved between her legs.

“Good evening Nikki. I see you find yourself at home.”

Monique answered without removing the towel from her face.

“God! You must be the only one in the world who calls me that. Man is this sister happy to see…”

Her voice trailed of as she took the towel away and for the first time realized that he had not come alone.

“Monique! You have been hiding in Paris?”

Ron winched and started wondering if he was going to have chronic damage to his right eardrum, after Kim’s loud squeal.
The redhead pushed past him and embraced her African-American friend. Apparently the kiss on the lips kind of threw of Monique, because she gently pushed her away.

“Damn girl. I missed you too, but I still try to keep my tongue out your mouth.”

Kim blushed.

“I did not try and stick it into your mouth.”

Monique didn’t answer, but everyone in the room got the distinct idea, that Kim weren’t being overly truthful.

“Hi Bonnie. What are you doing here?”

Bonnie smirked.

“Ron invited me along. Besides I needed to check out the competition.”

Ron grinned at the surprised look on the dark skinned woman’s face. He decided it was time for a little explanation.

“And this is Su. The four of us are living together.”

Bonnie grinned and broke in.

“Not to mention, sleeping together.”

Ron sent her a glare, before he shrugged apologetically.

“It is one of those alternative relationships you hear so much about.”

Monique seemed to have gotten her balance back, because she smiled politely.

“Congratulations. He’s a real catch.”

Ron smirked and bowed ironically.

“Thank you my dark seductress. Why don’t I call for some snacks and we can discuss the reason for us being here in more detail. Including what is going to happen in the future.”

Su, who was closest to the phone reached out for it.

“Allow me. It shouldn’t take long. Besides, it gives me an excuse to practice my French.”

She sat down on the bed and called up the reception.
While Monique grabbed Ron’s dress shirt and went back inside the bathroom to change, Ron pulled Kim closer.

“So got any ideas on how to get her to bed with you?”

Kim froze.

“Am I that transparent?”

Her voice was uncharacteristically timid. Ron laughed.

“When ever you start scratching your thigh like that, it usually result in sex within fifteen minutes and considering that you just kissed Nikki, I say it is pretty obvious who you want.”

Kim blushed.

“Anything wrong with that?”

Ron chuckled.

“No. I actually thought about installing her in the house until she got back on her feet. But I have no problem with her staying. Just make sure you got permission from Su and Bonnie.”

Kim nodded and kissed his cheek before going over to their brunet lover, who was currently enjoying the view from the window.
Truth to be told, Ron kind of missed the passionate African-American. Her taste for role-playing always spiced up their evenings. To be with her, was like having a harem of girls all in one. He hoped she could teach the others a few things, just like he hoped his current girlfriends could give Monique a taste for the sadomasochistic aspect of his current love life.
That made him smirk. With three girlfriend’s you would think he had enough. But Ron figured that with all the things he had done for the world, he was allowed to be a bit greedy.
He walked over and sat down beside Su and put an arm around her. She smiled at him before going back to what she had been doing. Ron smiled at hearing her stumble through her room service order in broken French. Finally she put the phone down and sighed.

“For a moment there, I thought I wouldn’t be able to do that.”

Ron frowned.

“I would have thought that you knew all the words. After all, you should be able to remember them.”

Su nodded.

“I know most of the words. But I am not entirely sure on how to pronounce them. That gives me some problems verbally.”

He grinned at that.

“And yet you try. No one can ask for more. Your parents would be proud of you. I’m sure they can’t wait for you to return to them.”

Su tensed.

“I’m not sure I want to go home Ron. Everything has been organized for me back in China. I don’t get a say in it.”

Ron frowned once more.

“You don’t seem to mind Kim controlling your life. Is that an act?”

Su shook her head.

“No. sure she is controlling, but that’s okay. If I manage to stay in the US. My life may be predetermined as well, but at least I chose that. I have chosen to live by different norms. Something that my parents would never allow me to.”

She looked up at him.

“Am I making any sense?”

Ron nodded.

“If there is one thing life has thought me, it is that you might sometimes have to chose between to evils. But there is a choice. It’s all about finding the evil you can live with the best.”

Su pressed herself closer to him.

“Being with the three of you is not an evil. It never could be.”

He smiled tenderly at her words.

“Thank you Su. I will do my best to prove you right. You got my word on that.”

A voice cut in to their conversation.

“That is real sweet. Mind if I borrow my girlfriend Ronnie?”

Ron was about to chastises Kim for her choice in words, but he caught himself when he saw her honest smile.
Nodding he got up and gestured towards the Chinese. Kim sat down and Ron left them to the talk he knew they were going to have.
Walking over to the window where Bonnie was standing. She didn’t look like she was enjoying the view, as much as she was just staring out of the window. He figured there was a lot on her mind.

“Are you all right beautiful?”

Bonnie turned around and hugged him.

“I’ll be okay. It’s just that I’m a bit worried. I don’t really know Monique. A girl in this relationship that I don’t know. It makes me nervous.”

Ron smiled into her hair.

“Something like when your girlfriends bring a nice little Chinese import into your home. Real scary.”

Bonnie chuckled.

“Yes I see what you mean.”

She paused for a moment.

“So you are not going to replace me?”

Ron smirked and stroked her hair.

“Of cause not. No one can replace you. I think of what the four of us have, as a precious stone. Monique is just another facet.”

Bonnie looked at him. There was a glimmer in her eyes.

“Watch it Ronnie. You are giving me awfully many ideas for my Christmas presents.”

He chuckled, before suddenly grabbing a handful of hair and yanked it. most people would have called it a vicious act, but Bonnie just gasped and moaned.
When she spoke it sounded more like a purr then anything else.

“Oh Ronnie., you bad boy. This isn’t the place for this.”

Ron smirked as his lips found her exposed throat. He started sucking on it with all the power of his lungs.
When he broke away he grinned.

“I know. I just couldn’t help myself.”

Bonnie smiled for a moment, then she started to glare, as her hand began to rub the area that Ron had attacked. Suspicion practically radiated from her eyes.

“Did you just give me a hickey?”

Ron just nodded. A triumphant feeling was running through him. It was an old dream from his high school days, to be able to mark the brunet like this. He didn’t quite understand why he hadn’t done it before. Perhaps he had thought he had outgrown that dream. Anyway, Paris seemed to have made it resurface.
Bonnie continued.

“It’s a good thing I love you.”

Ron’s smirk only grew. He had absolutely no doubt that if she didn’t love him, he would be on the floor wondering if the pain was worth keeping his testicles.
He put an arm around his girlfriend and led her towards the bed where Kim and Su was sitting.

“So girls. What did you decide?”

Kim turned around with a huge smile on her face. Su just nodded, apparently still a little reserved about the decision.
Ron didn’t blame her. Taking on a new lover was a serious decision. For him and Kim it was relatively easy. They both knew Monique. Kim knew her as a friend and Ron knew her as a friend and lover. That gave them a lot more information to build there decision on. Su had next to nothing. The only thing she knew for certain was that Kim wanted the African- American and that was more of a reason to say no then agree with it.
Once again he was chocked at the influence the redhead held over their girlfriends.

“Even more reason for me to keep her on a short leash.”

Monique exited the bathroom once more, this time wearing the silk shirt she had used earlier. She had her hair wrapped up in a towel and Ron suspected she had put on a pair of panties.
He smiled at her.

“Nice shirt.”

She smirked and raised her eyebrows.

“Yeah, I like it. You want it back?”

He shook his head.

“No it’s okay. It looks better on you then it does on me anyway.”

She grinned and nodded her appreciation. He watched as she walked up to him. Once she stood in front of him, she smiled nervously.

“So Ron. What’s going to happen now?”

He shrugged but smiled reassuringly.

“That’s what we are here to find out. So just relax Nikki. I’m not in the habit of letting down those I care about.”

She seemed slightly relieved. Ron reached out and gave her shoulder a light squeeze.

“Monique. When you went to Europe I promised I would be there if you needed me. You need me now and here I am. That must mean something.”

Her smirk returned and she leaned in and gave him a kiss on the cheek. She then turned around and walked over to the three girls who was still sitting on the bed.
Ron couldn’t help but look at her butt as it gently swayed back and forth underneath the dress shirt. He shook his head.

“Damn, is she doing that on purpose?”

Truth was that she probably didn’t even realize it. as far as Ron remembered, Monique had always been a bit of a tease. He figured that the only reason she hadn’t been hurt by someone with more hormones then brains, was because she was a fairly though girl, who knew how to keep guy’s at arms length.
He was about to join them when he heard someone knock on the door. Answering it, he found room service outside the door.

“That was fast.”

The waiter smiled slightly.

“We try for our guests,”

Ron smirked.

“Seems to me like you are succeeding.”

He moved out of the way and showed the waiter inside. When he left again five minutes later, he was carrying a pretty healthy tip.
Ron passed the snacks around, before sitting down on the floor.

“Okay Nikki. Let’s hear it in more details.”

Monique winched and began her tale. When she finished about half an hour later, the mood in the room had changed considerately. Su was sitting with unnatural set teeth, Kim looked down right furious and Bonnie was surprisingly empathetic. Half way through the tale, the brunet had put her arms around the African-American and hadn’t let go since.
Ron looked at her.

“You are sure that the contract is legal?”

Monique nodded.

“I took it to a lawyer. It is legally binding. There is nothing I can do.”

He sighed.

“Well I guess that only leaves one option. You are moving back to Colorado with us.”

She looked stunned.

“Are you sure?”

She looked around at the four different faces looking at her. She finally shook her head.

“No! I appreciate it if you could give me a lift home, but I don’t want to be a burden.”

Bonnie looked at her.

“But we insist.”

Monique shook her head even more forcefully. It seemed like she was determined. Ron decided to play his trump card.

“What about a bet?”

He knew Monique couldn’t turn down a challenge. Especially if it was delivered the right way.
She looked at him.

“What kind of bet?”

Ron leaned forward a bit.

“I tie you to the bed. If I cant get you to beg for an orgasm within ninety minutes, that’s it. I lose. But if I can, then you move in with us.”

Monique looked a bit nervous as she checked the reaction around her. She finally shook her head.

“I don’t know Ron…”

Ron smirked. He knew that since she hadn’t said outright no, he had her.”

“What. Are you chicken?”

Her nervous gaze turned into a glare.

“Bring it Playboy!”

Ron saw the shocked look on her face. Apparently she hadn’t realized that Ron had been goading her until she had trapped herself.
He grinned as he stood up.

“Oh this is going to be fun.”

Kim grinned.

“Yeah. I just love to watch.”

Monique looked horrified. Ron knew that having people watch her, wasn’t a turn-on for her.

“She’ll get used to it. But not tonight.”

Looking at the redhead, he smiled apologetically.

“Sorry Kimmie. I’m going to need peace and quiet for this one. The bar should be opened all night. Why don’t the three of you check it out? You’re all legal.”

Bonnie grinned.

“Why Ronnie. That sound’s like an excellent idea. Are you coming Susie?”

The Chinese nodded and stood up. Bonnie kissed Monique’s cheek.

“Have fun Nikki.”

The brunet got up and walked towards the door. Monique looked up.

“Hey. Only Ron calls me Nikki.”

Bonnie turned around.

“Not anymore Nikki. Get use to it.”

The two girls left the room, Kim smiled.

“You are such a lucky girl.”

Monique didn’t look convinced. Ron smirked as Kim took of her red shirt and picked out a black one from the bag she had brought with her. She quickly slipped it on, but she didn’t show the least bit modesty during the process.
That got the African-American’s undivided attention and Ron spotted the redhead winking before she closed the door in her wake.
Ron turned to face the last remaining girl in the room.

“Shall we my dear?”

Monique swallowed and took his outstretched hand. Ron led the girl towards the bed, for ninety minutes of sweet torture.

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