Josh monitored the boot process of the records server and when it was completely up and ready to start processing data, he let everyone know. "Ok, it looks like everything is up, let's bring up our test patient and try to create a new record," Josh typed into the chat session he had up. At the same time, he said nothing into the phone conversation on his Bluetooth headset. He couldn't have said anything into the telephone conversation if he tried. The phone conversation that was blaring in his headset was useless to him. It started out as a technical issue conference call with Andalon engineers and IT folks from the customer working out a problem when company officers on both sides joined the call and hijacked it. They dominated the call, changing the main topic of conversation from fixing the problem to assigning blame.

Josh intently watched a status screen on his left-hand monitor, his right-hand monitor was taken up by his email, the Andalon ticketing system, and Webex which is a Cisco created communications tool, it allowed him to chat via keyboard, share his computer screen, and more importantly, his customer can share their computer desktop with him. That way if there's a problem with a piece of software, he can see the problem for himself in real time from the customer's point of view.

This was a big call, one of their clients, a hospital in Rochester, had an issue creating a new medical record on the new roll-out of Andalon's hospital record system software. If this were a real issue with the software, it would mean that several dozen clients were going to face a similar problem and that could cause a hiccup in the anticipated Andalon IPO which had the Andalon Vice Presidents in a panic. The CEO, Anthony Friedman remained calm and occasionally sent a text message via Webex encouraging the guys. He was quietly monitoring the progress of the trouble call and having a background as a tech guy he understood the importance of letting the engineers be engineers.

Because this trouble call was important, the population of the call was big, almost all of Andalon's software team was on the call and had been beating their heads against the wall for hours. The hospital had their IT staff on the call and there were any number of vice presidents from both Andalon and the hospital who were now dominating the call. Most technicians became leery of saying anything on the call because the VPs insert themselves into every side of the conversations and Vice Presidents are champions of misunderstanding technical jargon. In the end the company officers were causing more problems than the technicians could handle.

Josh could understand their misunderstanding, there were so many code writers on this call, and they were answering questions on the phone and on Webex right now and Josh didn't understand a word they said. They were talking about things Josh only knows about peripherally and they were confusing the VPs that wanted straight answers in English. To separate the technicians from the executives, all the technicians were communicating on Webex, typing in their comments to a common chat, that way the executives couldn't hear what the technicians and code writers were saying. Executives tend to panic when the jargon starts flying, this arrangement saved tender nerves and overinflated egos.

When he and Terri joined the call Terri found the problem with expected data not arriving at the server, then Josh found a problem with a network switch owned by the hospital that wasn't passing the data correctly. The old software didn't care much about that switch, but the new software is very picky, very security conscious and particular of how the data arrives at the records server. Josh walked the hospital technician through verifying the switch configuration and sure enough, there was problem on one of the ports. He had them configure an unused port on the switch then had them simply move the cable from the bad port to the new port while he configure the software on the data server to accept the data from a different port. "When did I say we'd have this fixed?" he typed into the chat on Webex.

"You said three PM," replied Terri who was on the conference call also.

"Any status update Josh?" asked Brandon Mitchell on the telephone conference call. He was the Andalon Vice President in charge of Sales and Marketing that sold this software package to the hospital in the first place. He was the fellow who dominated the conference call driving the technicians away, he was also the fellow whose wife and daughter grabbed Josh's ass in front of friends at the company's Holiday party just minutes after asking Veronica to marry him in front of the entire company. Josh wasn't a fan.

"If you give me a moment or two, I'll have a complete update for you shortly sir," said Josh in his deep southern voice. He heard a snicker on the call and typed "Mute your mics" into the Webex conference. Josh doesn't mind cheerful banter on a call, but these executives are wired on far too much caffeine and maybe other substances and looking for someone to blame for this fiasco.

"I'm sorry," replied Jennifer Combs on the Webex. "But you sound like a Southwest Airlines pilot." The Webex window started to fill with laughing face emojis from every participant. Jen is an Andalon Field Technician and is seen quite often hanging out in Josh's office with her friend Terri.

The status screen showed an increase in medical records of one. "Ok, let's see if we can delete that record," Josh typed into the Webex. After a few minutes of bickering conversation by the executives in his ear the record count decreased. "Ok, looks good from this end," he typed into the Webex. He took a minute or two to update the trouble ticket then broke into the phone call. "Excuse me y'all but we have an operational system now. We had a port on a local switch passing data improperly, we switched to an unused port and ran a few tests and we're looking good."

"And it's 2:38 PM," said Brandon. "Didn't you say you'd have it up by two?"

Josh rolled his eyes, "I said three, sir." This problem was discovered on Friday night, the hospital IT and Andalon software writers had been beating on it for almost twenty hours before they called in Josh and his team at noon on Saturday. Josh decided to call this a thirty minute fix: two hours of listening to excuses and accusations and thirty minutes of actual troubleshooting and fixing.

He listened to several minutes more of conversation in his ear. All the technicians, code writers, and IT people dropped off, and there were approximately eight people left on this conference call, company officers for the hospital and Andalon and they were congratulating each other for their part in the fix. It was all down to the finger pointing now. When he said "local switch" he meant a piece of equipment owned by the hospital, and not an Andalon asset. The only thing Andalon did wrong was call the code writers for help instead of Josh and the technical team, thereby wasting nearly a day.

He sent a quick email to his boss Mark letting him know what had happened, then responded to an email from Brandon Mitchell who was demanding to know exactly what happened. Josh's response was quick, "Like I said, a bad port on a legacy switch, I fixed it. I will have the details Monday which I will share at the postmortem briefing." Then he sent the VP an invitation to the briefing which he scheduled for 1:00 PM which he saw on the calendar was when Mr. Mitchell had scheduled his lunch.

"If you don't have anything more for me, I'm going to sign off," said Josh into his headset. After getting a bit of grief for having to cow tow to The Princess he signed off with, "Ha, ha. Very funny guys. We'll see you in your daydreams." He shut down his laptop and popped it out of the docking station of the home office he shared with "The Princess."

And just then Veronica came into the room and hugged him from behind. "Was this a tough one?" she asked as she nibbled his ear. Veronica was now used to Josh being "on call" twenty-four/seven even though as executive assistant to Andalon CEO Anthony Friedman that's how she's been living her life since he hired her.

"Yeah, and it's not done yet, I still need to figure out how to prevent it from happening again, they want to do more installs next quarter. Your boss is selling this software as fast as he can make phone calls." He rubbed his eyes then patted her comforting hands. "And I have to come up with a plan before 1:00 PM on Monday."

"You'll do it, I know you will." He leaned back against her enjoying her comforting embrace and how good her encouragement felt. He gave her the same encouragement in her much more important job as executive assistant to the CEO. Veronica is a tall blond of stunning beauty, her brown eyes sparkle with delight now that she had a man who considers her his one and only. She stands five foot ten, the same height as Josh, which means that when she wears heels of any size, she ends up taller than him. Most shocking to her is that it doesn't bother him at all. She's dated business executives who demanded that she wear no heels and he would wear lifts when they were dating because of their terror of the height difference.

Josh was a dark haired, broad shouldered man from South Georgia. His accent was normally hiding in the background until he needed it. He's confident in his abilities as a technical engineer, however with women he felt like he was in deep over his head with Veronica, a beautiful, sexy, former beauty queen and a company executive. She led him downstairs where she had a nice fire crackling in the fireplace, a wonderful counterpoint to a snowy late winter day in the snow belt of Western New York. "Time to unwind," she sighed as they sat down on the couch. She picked up a glass of wine and handed Josh a long neck Bud Lite adorned with a "coozie." (a form fitting insulated wrapper around the bottle held in place with a zipper to keep the beer cold.) "It's thirty one degrees outside, why do you need a coozie?" she asked.

Josh sipped his beer. "Up here it's a summer thing, in south Georgia it's an always thing. You don't want the heat coming off of your red neck to warm up the beer."

"What's it like where you're from?" Veronica sighed as she leaned on Josh's shoulder. She's been to Georgia but just to Atlanta, Savannah, and Hilton Head, she hasn't seen anything outside of those locations, she wanted to find out about the real Georgia.

He wrapped his arm around her and sipped his beer. "Warm. It's probably about sixty five degrees right now," he said as he watched the late winter snow streak past the window.

She nudged him, "No, what's it like? What are the people like? What did you do as a kid?"

Josh shrugged, "Believe it or not, it's a lot like here in Springville. You know how laid back it is here compared to Manhattan or Philadelphia or any other high pressure asshole factory? That's what the Florida/Georgia line is like. Folks just getting along, livin' life as we love it. It's exactly like the song."

"What song?"

"The one I'm always playing at the cabin," and he began to sing:

You know I like my chicken fried

A cold beer on a Friday night

A pair of jeans that fit just right

And the radio u-up...

Veronica was insistent, "What's there to see there? What's there to do?"

Josh began counting on his fingers, "There gigging frogs in the Okefenokee, lots of fishing, river, shore, deep sea... hunting too, but we can use rifles for deer. There's softball, and college football, the Gators and the Dawgs, it's softball season right now down there, everyone's into softball, and snow cones, everyone loves snow cones." Her frown told Josh that he was hitting all the wrong attractions. He continued, "If you want to play tourist there's historic Saint Mary's, then there's Cumberland Island, there's Amelia Island..."

"You're from Amelia island?" she squealed.

"No, I'm from Georgia, near to Cumberland Island," he insisted. "Amelia Island is in..."

"I love Amelia Island! I was there for a car show once!" She slowly waived her hand like she was Carole Merrill displaying a refrigerator on The Price is Right. Veronica was so excited she was practically bouncing on the couch. "Let's go there!"

"You have a meeting this evening and I got that postmortem on Monday..."

"Thanks for reminding me," she frowned. Veronica had a meeting tonight and she made it clear that she did not want to go to it. She had been flustered about that meeting for the past few weeks and she won't talk to Josh about the details of the meeting. "Not now, let's go this spring, let's go in April! I want to see where you come from, how you grew up. We both have tons of time off saved up and I've got a million hotel points."

"Ok, ok," said Josh. Her excitement was infectious. "Tomorrow we'll set a date..."

"Last week of April," she insisted.

Josh thought about this for a moment and concluded that this was a planned ambush. He drained his beer and said, "All right, I'll start looking at hotels and making reservations while you're at your meeting tonight."

"I can't wait," she sighed then her black mood was back. "It's just..."

"What's bothering you?" he pleaded. Her mood ruined their Friday fish fry, and it's carried through to today. She's never this glum before a meeting.

"I wish I could talk about it," she sighed, "but... company stuff."

Josh understood, one of the first things he learned when their relationship took off is that "company stuff" is to be handled like Josh learned to handle classified information. There's still a lot of his past, mostly the missions he's flown, that he can't speak about. Veronica has told Josh about investor confidence and financial regulations and in the end all she has to say is "company stuff" and all conversation on the matter ends. "If there's anything I can do to cheer you up..." and he leaned over to kiss her.

Veronica smiled; the kiss gave her a thought. She gave Josh another kiss then took his empty bottle and with a smile disappeared into the kitchen. She returned carrying a fresh beer for him and wearing only her lacy black panties. "Here's a cold one for you," she sighed in her sexiest voice as she handed him the beer.

"Thank you, ma'am. 'ppreciate it, and I appreciate the service." He gave her a grin and waggled his eyebrows, however the surprise got even better.

Veronica knelt at his feet and grabbed the waist of his gym shorts. "Lift up," she encouraged. He lifted his butt, and she slid his shorts down to his ankles. She was happy to find that the shorts were all that he was wearing. His cock rose to meet her, and she leaned over and gave the head of his cock a kiss.

"Don't you have a meeting this evening?" he asked. He's not one to look a gift horse in the mouth but this change of gears was impressive, even for Veronica.

"Lover," she crooned, "don't worry about making me late for my meeting, you're not going to last that long," then she slowly swallowed his entire cock. Josh's eyes rolled up and he threw his head back as the head of his cock entered her throat and her tongue began to slither against the sensitive underside of his cock. One of her hands gently massaged his balls and the other sought out his nipple and began to gently trace circles around it. Now her lips traveled up his cock until just the head of it was in her mouth and her hand started tracing lazy strokes up and down his throbbing staff. Her beautiful eyes met his as her tongue flickered on that supersensitive spot just under the head "I thought of something that cheers me up," said Veronica and her mouth plunged down the shaft again.

Her tongue was going wild on his shaft, never stopping, always insuring that warm, wet friction was bathing his shaft and stimulating every nerve ending. Hot blond, cold beer, and a balls deep blowjob. Josh was in redneck heaven. "Oh my God darling, you're on fire! I've never..." and his words were cut off by the sensation of the head of his cock entering her throat.

She was right, there was no way that Josh was going to last very long under her oral assault. Never in his life had he felt such intense pleasure yet at the same time such loving attention to his cock. They were both moaning with the sensations of Veronica's love. Suddenly she stopped and looked up at him, her eyes were on fire and she gave him a huge smile as her hand slid up and down his wet shaft. "Don't hold back," she said. "I want it all now." She suddenly and took half of his cock into her mouth, her jaw stretched wide open, her tongue sliding up and down against the sensitive underside of his cock sending jolts of pure sexual fire through him.

The suction she exerted on his cock forced her tongue tighter against the underside of his shaft making that sweet, wet friction even sweeter. She stopped again and looked at him with a sad pout. "Why are you holding back on me honey?" the twinkle in Veronica's eye told Josh that she was taunting him. "Give it to me," she groaned, "I want every drop, baby," then she took the head of his cock into her mouth and sucked again.

She was right, he didn't last long at all. There was no way he could hold back against the most incredible blowjob he's ever had. It was just a few more moments when her perfect ministrations brough him to a shuddering, mind blanking climax. "I'm cumming," he gasped at the last moment which only caused her to increase her mouthing actions and suddenly he came. Squirt after squirt of his semen filled her mouth and she drank as fast as she could, swallowing his potent seed. Now she changed from the aggressive sex goddess to the gentle recipient of the sperm she worked so hard to harvest. He twitched and jerked as he came, and she gently nursed at his cock until the flow was done and he began to soften in her mouth.

With a groan he pulled her up on couch with him where he could pull Veronica tight to him. He loves feeling her mouth on his cock but holding her tight and feeling her 32EE breasts against his chest made this whole episode even better. He gave her a warm loving kiss, loving how her lips felt hot and swollen after that blow job. When he reluctantly ended the kiss, he looked her in the eyes and said, "Marry me. Marry me and I'll take you away from all this."

"Sorry, I'm engaged and he's the jealous type."

"You sure? I'm a cheap date," he teased as he got up and helped her to her feet.

Once standing Veronica kissed him quickly and said, "If you make those reservations, I'll run off with you for a week, ok?" and she started to get dressed. This was the saddest part of the day, the part where she put her bra on, hiding those two most perfect creations of God. Josh didn't even get to kiss them goodbye as she tucked them away in a lacy black bra that matched her panties then pulled on her slacks and skirt, completing the ensemble was her ugly flat pumps. He hated those things but they're comfortable for her, so he didn't complain. She was wearing just normal, hanging out at the house clothes, not what she would wear to work. They were her "find the Easy Off and the rubber gloves, it's time to clean the oven" clothes. And again, she looked sad.

"Remember back on Christmas Eve when we had our fireside chat?" Veronica asked.

"How could I forget?" Josh remembered when they spent the evening in the cabin in front of a warm fire talking and making love late into the night, then they curled together while the fire kept them warm and then snow fell gently outside before retiring to the bedroom. Then at first light they headed south to Erie Pennsylvania to spend Christmas Day with her dad, one of the greatest guys that Josh ever met.

"Remember how I mentioned that I have a friend that I like to... umm... shoot pool with?" she asked.

"Oh yeah," he grinned. That evening she had confessed that she had a female friend that she occasionally has sex with her using pool as an excuse to start their trysts.

"And remember you said that you'd like to watch?"

"Oh yeah!" he grinned.

"Rhiannon agreed," Veronica held up her hand to prevent Josh from reacting quickly. "With some stipulations, which we'll talk about when I get back ok?"

Josh held her upper arms so she couldn't get past him. He wasn't rough but he was firm enough to let her know that he was serious. "Is that's what's bumming you out? Look, Nica, if it is, then I renounce the whole thing. I'll spend the weekend at the cabin and you guys can shoot pool and do girly things..."

"No, that's not it. It's just..." then she melted in his arms. "It's this damn meeting. I'll tell you all about it as soon as I get back." Then with a kiss that was a bit too passionate for "I'm going to a weekend meeting," she pulled on her coat and picked up her large messenger bag.

Josh walked with her to the door and smiled, "How late are you going to be?"

"I don't know," she sighed, "Don't wait up Effi, it's going to be one of those meetings." She's had meetings that went long into the night. She leaned over and gave him a kiss, "Maybe tomorrow we can get in some cabin time? Goodbye darling."

"Goodbye love," and she was gone, and so was his smile

Josh waited for a while, then he sat down at his computer and made airline reservations for late April, Buffalo to Jacksonville FL and return. After that he called a cousin down in Kingsland GA who works at a tourist bureau. As he did this his stomach started to hurt, there was something about this meeting that was starting to annoy him, Veronica looked too sad for this to be anything except his worst fear: the company going under. even though he hasn't been in the civilian world very long he's seen a lot of companies go under or get bought out. Josh has only been with Andalon for a year and change, but he loves this job, the company, and the people and he doesn't want it to end.

He picked up his phone and his stomach started to hurt even more. He knew he had permission, the CEO told him if there's a problem to text him, but Josh had no idea if this was a problem, what if Veronica was doing something behind Anthonie's back? Nevertheless, he sent a text to Anthony.

**What is with this meeting that V. is going to? She seems very sad**

He was sure that the company was going bankrupt. He's been in situations like that a couple of times, and he was always on the lookout for the company to go belly up. Jumping to Andalon was a big leap of faith because a small company going public like Andalon... it's a tough thing to do and going tits up is part of the game. And when the company officers start running around looking nervous and sad like Veronica, something is up. Saturday meetings were not unusual but for Veronica to be that sad about going to a meeting was unusual, she loves her job, and she loves most meetings. After a long time, an email came in from his cousin with an agenda for their trip, he printed it up and looked at his phone. He received a reply from Anthony.

**Meet with us. There's a little Greek place at Genesee and Harlem, Marj is there now**

What the hell? Josh pulled on a pair of jeans and a Georgia Bulldogs T-Shirt (gotta show the colors) and grabbed the papers he printed up. Then pulling on boots and a jacket he hopped in his Jeep pick-up and headed south to Cheektowaga. Cheektowaga is a town on the east side of Buffalo about a 30 minute trip from their home in Springville, first on the 219 expressway, then on the Thruway, then on the 33. In Western New York, most major roads are preceded by the article "the" when speaking.

Fifty years ago, it would have been well over an hour for the same trip because it would all be on back roads, residential roads, and farm roads. He occasionally takes the trip following the back roads because it's a pretty ride, big old houses with nice lawns, the smell of cut grass, horses watching as you pass. It's more stereotypically "country" than where he grew up, as Veronica is going to find out in a few weeks.

He exited the 33 on Harlem Road, and the Athens restaurant was at the next light south at Genesee Street. Surprisingly he saw some four plex apartments and a few duplex apartments, the type of which you would see on an old military base. He made a note to ask his friend Paul about it, Paul and his brother John grew up somewhere around here. By the time he got to the Athens Restaurant the weather had changed to a cold, miserable rain, this is what passes for winter weather in the Buffalo area: snow/rain/clouds/snow. He stepped inside the restaurant and saw back in the corner Marjorie waiving for him. As he approached her table, he noticed that she was sitting with a young blond woman.

He at once recognized the blond girl, she was Audrey Mitchell, Brandon Mitchell's daughter.

~~~~~~*~~~~~~

Veronica was wearing glasses and a scarf along with her dark overcoat when she checked into the hotel in Niagara Falls. With just the glasses her facial complexion changed, and people would be hard pressed to recognize her. She tried to keep the chit-chat to a minimum with the clerk, but the chubby clerk was the chatty type and was trying to cheer Veronica up. Finally, Veronica got two key cards and headed off to her suite where she took off her coat, scarf, and glasses then sent two text messages, then she took a clock radio out of her messenger bag and placed it on a hutch near the TV and nervously waited. Over and over, she prayed that this was some horrible nightmare, that Josh would be waking her soon with coffee and a cruller. She tried watching TV, but Josh has gotten her out of the habit of watching, so now when she turns on the TV everything looks insipid and stupid. She snapped the TV off in anger.

An hour later there came a knock at the door. Veronica went to the door and, fighting the sinking feeling in her gut, she checked through the peep hole and discovered that it was exactly who she was dreading seeing. Taking a deep shuddering breath, she opened the door and admitted Brandon and Emily Mitchell. "Good evening, Missus Gravely, or is it still van Köster?" said Emily as she eyed Veronica up and down like a side of beef.

Emily took off her coat and threw it over the settee displaying the black leather open cup corset she was wearing. The corset put Emily's large breasts on full display, her nipples were hard, her areola crinkling in excitement. The corset pinched her waist tightly giving her figure a delicious hourglass effect. Below that she wore no skirt, just tiny lace panties and thigh high black nylon stockings. She was dressed to fuck.

"You're looking especially inviting tonight, Veronica," Brandon said, trying not to drool as he gazed at her body like he was studying a menu.

Veronica was shocked at the stupidity of his statement; she was wearing gray capri pants and a tangerine colored short sleeve blouse. Whenever she wore this ensemble Josh knew it was time to get the heavy Kirby vacuum out of the closet. "What are you talking about? This is how I dress when I clean house!"

Brandon just grinned, he was wearing leather trousers and when he took off his jacket, she saw that he wasn't wearing a shirt, he was wearing a black leather chest harness. The harness was made of two inch wide leather straps, two straps came over the shoulders, two came from under the arms and all four straps met at a large ring in the center. It was held together with bright chromed buckles and rivets and gave Brandon's sunken chest a slight air of masculinity but seeing the Mitchells together like this terrified Veronica.

"Come on Vicky..." Brandon started as he reached for her.

"Don't call me that," Veronica snarled. When she was young, she was tall and skinny, nothing but knees and elbows, and she was constantly taunted by schoolmates "Vicky, Vicky, skinny as a sticky!" Now she only lets her dancing coach Mitch call her that.

Suddenly Brandon whirled her around and was standing behind her, holding her upper arms in a tight grip just above the elbows. He brought her elbows together forcing her to arch her back thrusting her breasts upward. "You know what you want Veron-Nica." He pronounced her name like it was an insult, and hearing Josh's pet name for her come out of his mouth made her nauseous. "You've been fucking me with your eyes since the day I was brought on board and now you have me."

"I don't want this; I don't want you. Let me go!" Veronica cried. "You said we were going to talk about the IPO!"

She struggled but he held her firm and now Emily began to unbutton Veronica's blouse. "Yes," hissed Brandon, "your Incredible Pussy Opening."

~~~~~~*~~~~~~

"Look," said Audrey as she tried to calm an angry Josh, "if you're into that kind of thing, I'm OK with it. Knock yourself out. Shit, I grew up with it. I'd have school the next day, but they'd be out until all hours of the night at one of their "parties" but they never seemed to get enough. I told him, "Dad, you've got to cool off because one day you're going to find someone who doesn't appreciate your kinky sex games."

Marjorie shook her head and looked at Josh sadly. "That's just one of the reasons why we're here. There are other things going on that Audrey is partially aware of now..."

Josh slammed his fist down on the table spilling coffee and water over the lips of their cups. "Marge, why the hell are we here?" he swept the air with an angry hand indicating the bustling restaurant.

Marj looked at him with sad eyes. "Josh, we have grown to know each other quite well over the past year, and I know how much you love Veronica." She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, "We're here to keep you from committing murder."

~~~~~~*~~~~~~

Now Emily had Veronica's blouse open, and she lifted Veronica's bra releasing her large, firm breasts. They dropped into place with a firm jiggle and Emily's hands went right to them, kneading, squeezing, everything Veronica would thoroughly enjoy if it were Josh doing it. "Ooo, Brad, these are real! You owe me twenty bucks! Now, let me see how big these nice pink nipples of yours are," Emily coaxed. In her spike heel boots Emily is the same height as Veronica and she began to rub her breasts against Veronica's, then she began to pinch and twist Veronica's nipples.

Veronica looked over at the clock radio that held a small camera that she set by the TV and almost cried, they restrained and teased her for fifteen minutes, but she needed to hold on until she heard enough. She looked over at the lamp on the table in the opposite corner, her breasts were exposed to the camera that she set there, and she realized this was the first time her breasts were exposed to any camera. If Josh were here that would be a completely different story, but he's not here.

Suddenly Emily shocked Veronica by yanking her capri pants down to her ankles and leaning closer to kiss Veronica's panty clad pussy. "We are going to fuck you so gooooood," crooned Emily as she started to tug down Veronica's panties.

"I don't want you! Let me go!" demanded Veronica.

"You're going to be begging for more the minute my cock is finally in that pussy of yours," Brandon chuckled in her ear.

That's when Veronica decided that this was enough and shouted "Stop it now! Now! NOW!"

Suddenly the door to the hallway burst open, as did the door to the bedroom and a closet door, the room filled with angry looking men who were holding pistols and wearing earpieces. Brandon released Veronica who sagged to the floor pulling her blouse around her. Veronica didn't even get a chance to sob because she was surrounded by her co-workers, Anthony Friedman, and the other two vice presidents, Stan Dombrowski and Emmit Katzman. "Are you ok honey?" Anthony kept asking and Veronica nodded her head yes, but she felt sick and sad inside.

"We need to check her out," an EMT told them over and over, but Veronica kept responding, "I'm ok, I just want Josh." She didn't even look up when she heard the handcuffs ratchet down on her attackers' wrists.

~~~~~~*~~~~~~

"The Securities and Exchange Commission?" Josh asked in shock. The Securities and Exchange Commission is the governmental agency that enforces the law against market manipulation. Marjorie nodded sadly in response. Josh's mind was blown. "Holy shit, that guy must have been deep."

"Seven figures," said Marjorie softly. "And the Mafia doesn't play."

"Damn!" gasped Josh. "I didn't know the Mafia still existed."

Marjorie desperately shushed Josh. Not only does it exist, but it's also best not to talk openly about it in this neighborhood. The Mitchell situation was ugly; kinky multi partner sex was one thing, nonconsensual was a completely different matter, and the Mitchells were into gambling in a big way. From Atlantic City to Las Vegas and every reservation casino in between, Robert and Emily Mitchell were deep in debt, and most of those casinos were managed by a group of "gentlemen" that were looking to get into Big Tech in a Big Way and snagging up companies like Andalon who have a promising toe hold on the cliff face of technology was their forte.

"And Audrey?"

Marj gave Josh that "be quiet!" mom-face again. "Audrey is staying with Anthony and I while her parents work through their financial... issues."

Josh leaned over toward Audrey and said, "I know the Friedman tribe intimately, they can be a challenge. We'll check with Veronica but if you need some quiet, some time to unwind, our door is always open."

Sad little Audrey's eyes popped open; it was as if he promised a ride on a Falcon 9 rocket to the International Space Station. Her nipples still tingle when she remembers Josh in his dress blues. All those stripes, all those badges, all those ribbons! She looked at Marj and gasped, "Can I?"

"That's all up to Miss Veronica, let's give her some time to deal with this."

"Speaking of which..." Josh pulled out his cell phone and called Paul and asked him to light a fire in the cabin for him. It's only fair, he spent all last year lighting a fire in Paul's wood burning stove (or John's, or both) when Paul took Andi out on the town (Or John took Macy out) then decided to spend the evening in the cabin. As he got off the phone with Paul a vehicle pulled up and Veronica stepped out. Josh dashed from the restaurant and went outside to meet her, and they fell into each other's arms.

Not long later they were snuggling on the very couch where their love began, although it was now in Josh and Veronica's cabin. Even though the cold rain continued to fall on Cheektowaga, in the "snowbelt" it was snowing as usual. There was a big iron pot full of beef stew simmering over the fire and Veronica was happy where she was, wrapped in a warm blanket and snuggling with Josh. "I wish I could have told you," she murmured again.

"Baby, I understand all about classified information," Josh reassured her, "and it's ok. Stop apologizing. The one that should be apologizing is the jerk who came up with this hair brained idea."

"Umm..." Veronica buried her face in his shoulder hoping he wouldn't notice the redness.

"Umm... what?" asked Josh. Then he thought for a moment. "No. You? You came up with this whole sting operation?"

"Sort of... a little... maybe mostly," said Veronica in a tiny voice.

"Really?" Josh was shocked that she would do such a thing.

"When I found that he was manipulating the IPO and what he was doing with the stock offerings I took it to Anthony. Anthony verified my data and wanted to lock him up, but I said that if we can catch him red handed at something, anything, we can use him. That's when the FBI told us about who his partner was in this scheme." Josh and Veronica kissed, and Veronica continued, "After you proposed, Brandon started hitting on me non-stop."

"I didn't see anything," said Josh.

"He didn't have the guts to do it when you were around," said Veronica. "If he did, you probably would have beaten him to death."

"Nah. I woulda beaten him until he liked it," Josh paused then grinned, "then I woulda stopped."

"You're such a dork," she smiled wryly. Josh's attempt at humor lifted her spirits a little then she drifted back down into sorrow again. "So, Anthony, Stan, and Emmet decided to walk in on Brandon doing something questionable... like... assaulting someone. and I volunteered to be that someone, and since there was manipulation of our IPO was involved, Anthony invited the SEC. The SEC traced down Brandon and Emilies gambling debt and whom they owed, that's when the FBI was invited to the party."

"One thing gets me," Josh dared to ask a question he had since he stepped into the Athens restaurant, "What is with Audrey? what is her part in this?"

Veronica could have said, "I don't know," but that would have been dishonest, she knew from firsthand experience that it would be a lie. She hoped he could put the pieces together and figure it out when she said, "I can't talk about it." Veronica knew that she was going to lose sleep over Audrey's decision to be the whistleblower, in fact Audrey blew the whistle to Veronica in person. She walked into Veronica's office one day, right after Josh finished having lunch with her at her desk and walked out. Audrey came in and spilled her guts about her parents' plans, the sight of Audrey's tears and the sound of her broken heart cost Veronica many hours of lost sleep. Audrey didn't do it out of anger as many people would think. Yes, she was used as a sex toy by her parents from the moment she reached the age of majority, but she loved that, she's going to miss it. She exposed their dangerous dealings with the Mafia because she knew how much trouble her parents were in, and she didn't want them killed.

Without responding to Audrey's accusation, Veronica said "wait here," then walked into Anthony's office, interrupted a meeting with a potential investor and pulled Anthony into her office to hear Audrey's story, and it snowballed from there.

Josh didn't press Veronica for information, he kind of figured out that the reason why Audrey was there at the restaurant with Marjorie was of the whistleblower variety. Right now, his job was to support and protect the woman he loves. As for Rhiannon's visit, he'll worry about that later.

~~~~~~*~~~~~~

For the rest of the winter Veronica was miserable, especially that dark day when the entire Mitchell family disappeared into the Witness Protection Program and saddest of all, Audrey never got to visit her hero. Helping Audrey deal with her sadness helped Veronica with her own, and now that fixture is gone. Not being able to help and feeling horrible for Veronica, Josh picked up Veronica's phone and searched through the contacts, he found one marked "Queen, Rhiannon, Pool" and sent her a text that said **I really need to shoot some pool**

Within a minute the reply, **Be there in 1 hour** appeared on the phone. Josh sighed, the best way to handle this is straight up. "Honey?" he called into the quiet house. He found her in the basement leaning on the silent washing machine and looking at the snow falling through the basement window. He reached into the upright freezer, grabbed two steaks, and shoved them in an insulated shopping bag. "Doing laundry?" he put his hand, which was icy from holding the meat on the back of her neck.

"Ow!" she cringed, then said, "Oh, hey. I was just thinking."

"Ok, while you're thinking, Rhiannon is the name of your "pool instructor" right?" Paul insured to get the air quotes around Pool Instructor just right.

"Yeah, why?"

"She's on her way."

"WHAT?"

"I'll be at the cabin if you need me."

"WHAT DID YOU SAY TO HER?" Veronica raced up the basement stairs after Josh terrified, he asked Rhiannon questions she didn't want asked.

"Here, it's all on your phone." He took her in his arms and held her close. "You need to talk to someone on the outside of this, and obviously that can't be me."

"Thank you," she sniffed, her head down.

"You guys shoot some pool, drink some wine, and talk. If I'm not at the cabin, I'll be over with Andi and Paul. Ok?"

Hours later Veronica found Josh in their cabin, he was sitting on an Adirondack chair on their patio, in the dark, puffing on the stub of a cheap cigar and watching the snow falling. She curled up in his lap and took his stogie. After a quick puff she tossed it out into a snowbank. "Gawd! I hate those cheap ones; don't we have any good cigars here?"

"How are you?" he asked chuckling. The only reason why Veronica doesn't smoke cigars regularly is because they can't afford her tastes.

"Better... I think. You were right, I needed to talk to somebody."

"Did you talk? Did you get it all off your chest?"

"Yep," she said proudly. "Every bit of self-loathing and doubt. Gone!"

"Did you save something for me?" he asked. It was a not so subtle way of asking if they fucked.

"I saved it all for you, we just talked." Then she sighed heavily. "We decided that the next time will be the last."

"You're breaking up with her?" Josh asked.

"No, we're just not having sex anymore, we will still shoot pool and still be friends."

"Oh yeah," snorted Josh, "I know exactly what that means," that's how all "Dear John" letters end. They laughed and argued gently well into the night over what the term "We can still be friends" truly means.

~~~~~~*~~~~~~

"So, what do you think happened to Mitchell and the titty twins?" said Terri McCarthy as she and Josh muscled a new server into the server rack in the Andalon data center.

Half in jest Josh said, "I heard that he got an offer that he couldn't refuse." Then he realized that this was a line from The Godfather, and he may have given it all away.

"I heard that too!" gasped Terri. The gasp was more from the weight of the server than the fate of the Mitchell family. "Where the hell is that server lift of yours?"

"This spot on the rack is too low to use it." The server lift is a transmission jack that Josh pressed into service, and it will only go so low. A server can be heavier than a transmission, but the transmission jack can handle it. Cisco says that these UCS servers weigh 60 lbs but Josh spent a long time loading bombs and many weighed a lot less than this hefty thing.

"A likely story," said Terri. "You've been pretty fucked up since Mr. Mitchell left, you sure you weren't playing patty cake with the titty twins?" That was the nick-name that Terri came up with for Emily and Audrey Mitchell for the fact that no matter what they wore, they dressed like twins and their boobs were always front and center. "I saw them grabbing your ass at the Christmas party," she added as she ducked behind the server rack to start making the network connections. These servers have 12 network ports on each of them and only half of them is used. She read off a spreadsheet what wire connects to which port for what, then checking the numbers on each wire she connected each network port. "No response big guy?"

"I don't know where you got that idea from," said Josh as he verified that all 24 hard drives were seated properly, "When I was posing for pictures you were over at the table holding two babies an' making goo-goo eyes at them."

"I WAS NOT!" shouted Terri, then in a calm but terrifying voice she uttered, "and if you tell anyone what I was doing I will hunt you down..."

~~~~~~*~~~~~~

The next weekend brought another cold, drab, rainy Saturday. It was days like these that caused him strange moods, normally on a day like this Josh wanted to spend the rain in front of a warm fire in the cabin, but sometimes his demons crept up and the only way to cure them was to let him call Ellie. Ellinore was a crew member on several of his missions when he flew "the old dog" and Veronica found out quickly that the best (and only) way to get him out of these moods was to let him talk on the phone to one of his old friends. When he woke up worried and nervous Veronica knew that eventually he would be spending time on the loveseat in their home office chatting with Ellie.

Veronica was a bit jealous of Ellie, of all the men that Josh served with, when ever those black moods took over, she was the one he always spoke with. "Was she on your last mission?" Veronica nervously asked. There's so much that happened on that mission that Josh never spoke about, all Veronica knew was that his plane was hit and took a lot of damage and crashed on landing. Josh wasn't buckled in so when they landed, he bounced around and got terribly injured and was given the callsign "Bounce 27"

"Hell Nica, she's the one who came up with that callsign."

Today Veronica had something up her sleeve. Rhiannon was going to come over and play pool with Veronica and he was going to be allowed to watch... with restrictions. When he and Ellie said their goodbyes, Veronica poked her head in the room and called, "Honey, please come downstairs and meet my friend."

Trying not to let his excitement show he followed his fiancée down the stairs to the living room where Rhiannon was waiting for them. With a deep, nervous breath Veronica started the introductions. "Rhiannon McCarthy, this is my fiancé Josh Gravely. Josh," Veronica took a deep, shaking breath to summon up her courage, "Rhiannon and I have been lovers on and off for four years."

Josh was startled, she didn't mention it was four years! Holy crap! He suddenly felt like he had no right to interfere with their relationship, but Rhiannon shook his hand warmly. "So, you're the guy who won my girl's heart," she grinned. She must have read the concern on Josh's face because she said, "We're not what you call lovers, we just like sex occasionally, I do have a partner."

"I want you to know that I love Veronica with all my heart," said Josh, "at the same time I don't want to ruin anything between you two..." his voice drifted off.

"Don't worry," she said forcefully. "You won't." She was a very confident woman. Josh had met a lot of women with confidence like that in the USAF. He was surprised when the first weapons load crew he was assigned to had a female team member. Loading a B-52 was a lot of hard work and a tremendous responsibility, and she handled it like a pro becoming his team chief not long later. He learned a lot from her, and she displayed confidence like Rhiannon was showing now.

While Veronica was a tall, athletic, breathtakingly beautiful blond, Rhiannon was five foot two with a curvy figure and a thick mane of brown hair that hangs halfway down her back. She is quite good looking herself, but with a homespun look, her face has prominent laugh lines around her mouth and radiating from her hazel eyes. Her nose is a bit big, and her lips are thin, but she has what Josh could only describe as "Housewife Cute," or "Mom Hot "and it's a shame that her beauty and body would never be shared with a man. While Veronica would look good on the cover of Vogue wearing a designer gown (and has), Rhiannon would be more at home on the cover of Country Living holding up an apple pie or doing something crafty with a sponge and a bucket of paint or something like that. She glared at Veronica and said, "Did you explain his rules to him?"

Nervously she explained the rules to Josh again. "You can watch all you want, but you can't touch either one of us at all, for any reason. We don't even want the possibility of being touched to interfere with the game, so you'll have to be restrained." She looked nervously over her shoulder at Rhiannon who nodded, urging her on. "And if you're respectful we won't gag you during the game."

Ever since Josh and Veronica decided to allow their imaginations to run wild, her long suppressed kinky side has surprised and delighted Josh almost daily. "I can do that," said Josh.

Rhiannon cleared her throat and said, "Oh, and there's just one more thing I insist on..." Five minutes later Josh found himself wrist cuffed to a wooden chair in the pool room, completely naked, waiting for the game to start.

"May I ask if there's a reason why I'm naked?"

Rhiannon just smiled as he assembled her pool cue. "Yes, you may ask," and then she didn't say anything else for an uncomfortable amount of time while she assembled a second pool cue.

Josh grinned, she's a wise ass, I like this girl. "Is there a reason why I'm naked?"

"No," and Rhiannon winked at him as Veronica tried to stifle her laughter. This was a tall wooden chair with arms, obviously used for a high-top table or the like, but Veronica got it because it offered a great view of the pool table. The wrist cuffs that held his wrists to the chair's arms were padded leather and had enough chain length to allow him some room to move his arms, but he was stuck.

"What if there's a fire?" he said.

"Good thought," said Rhiannon as she struck a pose to look like she was in deeply concerned thought. "I suggest that you don't play with matches." This caused Veronica to start laughing at his plight. "Just so you know, here's our rules," said Rhiannon. "We play eight ball using the APA rules and we use our wardrobe as the score board."

"Your wardrobe?" asked Josh. He was completely confused by that remark.

As the girls took off their shoes Rhiannon explained "Our match is best four games out of seven, we're both wearing four articles of clothing, shirt, pants, bra, panties. Every time one of us wins a game, the loser takes off a piece of clothing and gives it to the winner. The first player naked is the loser and she must service the winner, the Queen."

Josh smiled and said, "Rhiannon, your name is a Celtic word that means queen."

"Exactly," said Rhiannon sternly. "And it fits me. Now watch your rook go down in flames."

"My rook?" Josh thought for a moment. "Short for rookie?"

"That's good too," Rhiannon said. "I call her that because she can still only make straight shots, sort of like a rook in chess." Her grin was joyfully evil. "She needs to control her bank shots and learn to use English." Then she turned to the table, took a coin from her pocket and said, "Call it Rook!" as she flipped the coin in the air.

"Heads!" called Veronica, then she said, "damn it!" as the coin came up tails. Then the girls lagged for the break, which Veronica won. Lagging is when both players shoot a ball to the far rail of the table. The ball hits the far rail and rolls back to the players. The ball that stops nearest to the near rail wins and that player gets to break.

"What did you flip the coin for?" asked Josh.

"Queen Rhiannon is a much better player than I am, so she gives me a one ball handicap," said Veronica. "I lost the toss, so she gets to determine which ball comes off the table at the start of her turn." Having won the lag she was eager to get a good break and she lined her cue ball up to break.

'Queen Rhiannon?' thought Josh, 'this is going to be entertaining.'

With a loud CRACK! the cue ball slammed into the balls, and they appeared to scatter in all directions. Veronica sank the four ball on the break giving her the solid balls to shoot, and the solid yellow one-ball had stopped in front of a corner pocket blocking several easy shots for Rhiannon. Veronica next sank the five-ball then missed her next shot. Now it was Rhiannon's turn. First, she picked up the yellow one-ball and dropped it into the pocket, then neatly picked off three shots, tying up the game with four balls left for each player.

The two women bantered back and forth as they traded shots, generally taunting each other as they played. Josh saw two lovers teasing each other very similar to the way that he and Veronica tease when they shoot pool. Not too long later Veronica sank the eight ball with a nice straight-in shot and Rhiannon took off her blouse revealing a large, heavy pair of breasts constrained by a plain white bra; the flesh exposed above the cups wobbled delightfully with every step she took. Rhiannon handed her blouse to Veronica and gave her a kiss that caused Josh to become suddenly erect. He just watched a woman slide her tongue into his fiancée's mouth, and he found it to be one of the hottest things he has ever seen!

After the kiss, Veronica looked over at Josh to see his reaction. He smiled at her and took a deep breath to steady his excited nerves. She walked over to him and softly whispered, "Are you ok with this? Because after the next game there's no turning back and it's only going to get hotter."

"I won't lose you, right?" he asked.

"No way, in fact... it turns me on knowing you're watching." She crouched down and whispered in his ear, "I can't wait for you to see what happens next."

"Ok Nica, let's do this," he said. With a smile and a waggle of her eyebrows, Veronica returned to her game.

Veronica lost the second game, and like Rhiannon did in the first game, Veronica took off her blouse and handed it to Rhiannon then she gently took Rhiannon in her arms and kissed her passionately. It appeared to Josh that Veronica was trying to be more passionate than Rhiannon was in the earlier game. As their tongues slithered over each other, Josh was passionately aroused by seeing these two women in their bras kissing so passionately.

Game number three was quicker than game two, Veronica was making better shots as she was clearly warmed up and shooting better. She won game number three when she sank the eight-ball with a difficult bank shot that Rhiannon coached her on. Rhiannon handed Veronica her slacks and after a deeply enthusiastic kiss that left Josh's throbbing cock drooling pre-cum, he broke his silence and had to ask, "You coached her in the winning shot?"

"That's how we met," said the Queen as she squeezed the bride's breast.

"We met at a billiards goods store where I was looking for a new stick," said Veronica. "She showed me how to pick out a good stick and taught me a few shots there at the store. Since she lives nearby, she volunteered to come over and teach me to shoot pool."

"Among other things," added Rhiannon who was wearing a basic white bra and white boxer shorts. Josh was sure that Veronica didn't have any basic white underwear in her vast collection. Right now, her bra was a red lace creation that was beautiful and sexy, it was a shame to cover it up. "Hey!" snapped the Queen, "are we here to shoot pool or talk?" as she lifted the triangle and stepped back from the red felt table.

"Both," said Veronica as she broke sinking two stripes on the break. She stuck her tongue out at Rhiannon.

"You better give that tongue some rest," said Rhiannon as she dropped her choice for Veronica's handicap into a pocket. "I'm going to be putting it to work."

"Promises, promises," sighed Veronica as she went on to sink her next two shots. She went on to win the game handily and Rhiannon took off her bra revealing her large, heavy breasts. She handed her bra to Veronica and their kiss was hot, passionate, and fervent. Rhiannon took Veronica's hands and placed them on her breasts as they kissed and Veronica squeezed and plied them more energetically than she does her own breasts when showing off for Josh, and it left both women breathing heavy. It was the most erotic thing Josh had ever seen.

All through the fifth game Rhiannon was teasing Veronica and Josh both with her large, bouncing breasts and hard nipples. "What do you think?" she asked Josh as she crouched before him, twisting her nipples.

Josh leaned forward and whispered, "Thank you for letting her win those three games."

"What do you mean?" asked Rhiannon with a sad pout. "She beat me fair and square."

Josh said in a low voice, "I don't know much about you and your relationship with Veronica, but I do know sandbagging when I see it."

Rhiannon just chuckled. She released her breasts, letting them rest against her chest and she rubbed Josh's head like he was a young child. "Silly boy. This isn't pool, this is foreplay."

The girls played down to the eight ball which was on the rail at the far end of the table, the cue ball was sitting at the opposite end. Rhiannon hit it with a long bank shot that caused the eight ball to travel back the length of the table painfully slowly. She stood there in her shooting position, leaning over the cue stick, her heavy breasts dangling and her nipples hard. "Let's see those panties girl!" she called as the 8 ball neared the pocket she called, then slowly and gracefully dropped in.

Rhiannon stood in front of Josh and held her hand out waiting for Veronica to place her shorts in that hand. Veronica went into a sexy little hip swinging dance in time with the raunchy tune coming out of the stereo, then eased her gym shorts down her long and slender legs revealing her red lace panties. The girls kissed in front of Josh for what seemed like an eternity, their hands roaming over each other's body. When they broke the kiss, Veronica leaned over and suckled Rhiannon's nipple into her mouth and ran her tongue over and over that delightful nub while Rhiannon caressed Veronica's temples. Josh groaned inwardly, masterfully keeping reaction and comments to himself lest the show comes to an end.

Game six started out like all the rest, the girls traded shots and between shots they taunted and teased each other, Rhiannon took a lot of pleasure in biting Veronica's breast through her bra right in front of Josh, Veronica whimpered as Rhiannon nipped at her nipple and Josh just smiled, "why don't you return the favor?"

Veronica loosened up with Josh's encouragement and teased back. Rhiannon taunted Josh by leaning over and swinging her breasts, they came just short of slapping against his face with each swing as she said, "You know you want some, don't you?"

"Those are my boobs to play with," Veronica said as she came up behind her and cupping Rhiannon's heavy breasts she pulled Rhiannon back away from Josh, Rhiannon's delectable flesh spilling out of Veronica's hands. Veronica then held Rhiannon with one arm and slid her other hand inside Rhiannon's boxer shorts and began stroking her clit.

"Oh, bitch, that's not fair," groaned Rhiannon as she twisted free. Veronica held her two fingers up, they glistened with Rhiannon's moisture and Veronica slowly licked them clean.

"Mm-mm good," said Veronica as she sucked Rhiannon's moisture from her fingers.

While they taunted and teased each other without mercy, they clearly didn't touch or even talk to each other when the player was getting ready to shoot, but that didn't stop them from trying to distract each other between shots. Rhiannon's favorite tactic was to slide her hand down her shorts, rub her soaking pussy lips, groaning the whole time, then pull her hand out and lick her fingers clean very slowly. Another was to lift a heavy breast to her mouth and start suckling her own nipple and wiggle an eyebrow while looking at Veronica. She was teasing Veronica because Veronica's breasts are too firm to raise the nipple to her own mouth.

Veronica was now so horny she could barely shoot, her hands were visibly trembling as she lined up her shot, and when Rhiannon blocked the corner pocket with her heavy hanging breast Veronica began that tiny whimpering that both Josh and Rhiannon knew she makes when she's near cumming.

Both girl's nipples were hard and extended and Josh's cock was so hard and throbbing it was beginning to hurt. "That's a nice one you have," said Rhiannon with a cocked eyebrow as she patted the head of Josh's cock like one would pat the head of a parakeet. "My girl probably squeaks when you stuff that inside her. Does she?"

"Yes ma'am," said Josh. "She makes some truly sweet noises."

"How polite!" gushed Rhiannon. "Is he that polite when he's fucking you?" she asked Veronica.

"He is a gentleman, but he's also kind of a wild man in bed," she said as she rubbed her bra encased tits against Rhiannon's back. "Are you going to shoot today?"

"Awww, you want to start licking my pussy, don't you?"

"No, I want to see you swallow Josh."

"WHAT?" Josh couldn't believe he heard what Veronica said.

"Didn't she tell you?" asked Rhiannon. "If I win, I get to fuck her with my strap-on dick. If she wins, she gets to fuck me with YOUR dick."

Veronica smiled innocently and shrugged. "I don't have a strap-on, had to figure out something."

"You know, there is such a thing as mail order!" Josh scolded.

Rhiannon leaned over to take a shot to sink the eight ball and win the sixth game, but according to APA rules when sinking the eight ball she needs to physically mark the pocket with some form of token, almost anything other than cue stick chalk, it's a way of physically calling the pocket. Without marking the pocket, sinking the eight ball even in the pocket you verbally indicate would lose the game. Veronica and Josh held their breath as she drew her stick back, then just before shooting Rhiannon said "Silly me! I forgot to mark the pocket! Hang on a second." She dug around in her backpack, then drew out a nine-inch dildo with a suction cup base. "Ol' Reliable! If this don't make you cum, you're dead! Ain't I right?"

Veronica nodded in agreement, her face crimson in embarrassment.

Rhiannon slapped the thick dildo down next to the corner pocket where it stood and wobbled obscenely as Rhiannon lined up her shot. The eight-ball hit the pocket so hard the bang of it slamming into the pocket cup echoed through the house. Rhiannon stood, hip out, hand extended waiting for Veronica to place her brassiere in her hand. When she finally did, Rhiannon leaned forward and sucked Veronica's nipple into her mouth. It was clear that Rhiannon's tongue was working on Veronica's nipple from the whimpering sounds Veronica was making.

Rhiannon slowly released Veronica's tit leaving Veronica gasping for breath. She then produced a cube of blue chalk and placed it over Veronica's erect nipple and twisted the cube as if she was chalking up her cue stick leaving Veronica with a blue nipple. Josh worked hard not to laugh but it was funny to see. Then Rhiannon cupped Veronica's crotch and said, "Rack 'em up sweetie while I have a word with your man."

As Veronica racked the balls, Rhiannon knelt at Josh's feet and stared at his hard, throbbing cock. "Are your balls aching Efraim?" She pronounced his real, rarely used name like many Americans do, "ef-rum," which is wrong, but he's given up on correcting people.

"Yes ma'am," nodded Josh. He's been sitting here, watching these two beautiful, sexy women taunt and tease each other until their panties were soaked, no sense in downplaying the fact. "I'm hurtin' like a schoolboy on prom night."

"Aww, poor Opie." Rhiannon leaned forward and planted a kiss on the head of his cock then leaned back. "If she wins, I'm sure she'll have me finish the blowjob I just started." Rhiannon then stood and walked over to the table, took her stick in hand and gave it a long, exaggerated lick while staring at Josh. Then with a wink she leaned over the table and started to sway causing her dangling breasts to swing back and forth as she took her shot.

With a loud bang the cue ball hit the racked balls with authority and Josh watched balls dance across the table. It was a good clean break; balls were scattered evenly across the table. The thirteen-ball and the two ball dropped on the break leaving the table wide open. Since a strip and a solid were sunk Rhiannon could pick any ball on the table she wanted to shoot. She walked around the table and considered her options for a long time then picked up the four ball and dropped it in a pocket to give Veronica her handicap. Then Rhiannon began shooting.

One after another the balls dropped; sometimes they slammed into the pockets with a loud Bang! as Rhiannon took her shot with authority, other times the shots were gentle and Josh was sure they wouldn't have enough energy to drop, but they did. Five shots, Five balls, and every time the cue ball stopped right where Rhiannon wanted it to stop so it was lined up for the next shot.

Finally, it was down to the eight-ball. The eight-ball was sitting right in front of a corner pocket and the cue ball was sitting about a foot away from the far rail, but one of Veronica's balls was sitting right behind the cue ball blocking Rhiannon's shot to the eight-ball. Rhiannon just smiled and placed her dildo on the edge of the table to mark the pocket she wanted, which was formerly blocked by Veronica's four ball. She shot the cue ball away from the eight ball. It hit the far edge rail, rebounded and traveled the full length of the table and gently tapped the eight ball into the hole that was marked by her dildo. Both Josh and Veronica were in shock from seeing that shot.

"Hmm, maybe I was sandbagging a little bit," Rhiannon said to Josh as she waited, hand on thrust out hip, other hand waiting to hold Veronica's panties. Veronica slowly removed her red lacy panties and hung them on Rhiannon's waiting hand and Rhiannon inspected them. "These are quite damp," said Rhiannon. "Are we a bit excited?"

"Yes," said a blushing Veronica in a tiny voice.

Rhiannon curled her fingers in Veronica's hair and pulled her in for a kiss, "me too," she whispered. Her tongue slithered deep into Veronica's mouth, dueling with Veronica's tongue, exploring and searching. Her other hand gripped Veronica's ass and squeezed, pulling her close. Veronica was awash in excitement, Rhiannon was more aggressive than ever before and Josh was watching, his cock hard and throbbing, always nodding his approval. She was one touch away from the biggest orgasm of her life but she knows her queen, Rhiannon wasn't going to let her have that orgasm easily.

Josh wasn't lying when he said his balls were aching like "a schoolboy on prom night." Watching these two lush, sexy women slowly stripping, teasing, touching, kissing was the ultimate turn-on. He can't remember ever having an erection this hard, this long, and there was something so sexy about this brown-haired woman with those big heavy breasts. Her brazen sexiness was a sweet contradiction to Veronica's reserved passion.

The two women straightened up the pool table, placing all the balls and sticks on the wall rack then putting the dust cover on the table, pulling it straight. Then, with a smirk Rhiannon leaned back against the pool table right in front of Josh, she held Veronica's panties in one hand and a scarf in her other. Veronica took them and reluctantly stepped up to face Josh and said, "Open your mouth."

Josh wasn't about to argue because he decided to go along with their game, and he's never been so turned on in his life, his cock was tingling like a 9 volt battery was pressed against it, if he wasn't tied down, he'd be shaking, this could only get better. He opened his mouth as Rhiannon said, "You have been a good boy, so we won't use duct tape. I know we said we wouldn't gag you during the game, but the game is over, and we don't want to be disturbed." As she spoke Veronica stuffed her damp panties in Josh's mouth then completed the gag with Rhiannon's silk scarf. Josh wanted to tell her that he was enjoying the kinkiness of this, but he couldn't get the words out before she had gagged him. And now he could smell her excitement, yet she had tears welling up in her eyes. He tried to signal to her that it was ok with him, but she turned away quickly.

"My reward?" asked Rhiannon sternly.

"Yes, my queen," said Veronica quietly. Deep in her heart she knew that this was it, it was over. Because Josh was a gentleman, he was going to hold back his anger and disgust. He wasn't going to hit her, but the moment he was free he was going to leave her and never come back. She knew that their passion and their engagement was all too quick, they were engaged after dating each other for barely a month. Their love through the dark winter months was a beautiful dream that she was so happy to have been part of, but this is going to anger and disgust him. She looked at Josh who winked and nodded his head at her and she realized that he was still enjoying the game so with a smile and encouraged that he was still enjoying the show she turned to the pool table and her task.

She watched as Rhiannon hopped up on the pool table and lay back, gesturing to her to come service to her. Veronica sighed, she and Josh are from two vastly different worlds, and it wasn't fair that she asked him to change everything to suit her passions, but this, this was something she loved. Rhiannon kept her sane though many bleak, lonely nights. It wasn't the sex, and it wasn't pool, it was her sisterhood, her affection and encouragement that kept her going especially through those crazy years as Anthony took some insane risks with Andalon that literally had her shuddering in terror at night.

Now Rhiannon's legs were spread, and her pussy was literally calling to her, she couldn't have stopped now if she tried. This is part of me, Veronica thought, if he can't accept it, maybe it's for the better. And now as Rhiannon propped her feet up on the rail and Veronica moved between her legs and lowered her head. She breathed deep the intoxicating perfume of Rhiannon's pussy and began to suck Rhiannon's clit.

Josh watched as Rhiannon placed her hand on the back of Veronica's head and gently urged her to Rhiannon's pussy and he smiled around the gag, Veronica did the same thing to him. Did she learn that from Rhiannon? Or did she teach it to her Queen? Or is that a girl thing? "Oh, yesss my darling!" said Rhiannon in a breathy gasp, it was clear that Veronica's lips contacted Rhiannon's cunt. "Yesss... right there," the Queen by virtue of victory sighed to his future bride. "That is so perfect." And from Josh's point of view, it was perfect.

These two sexy, vibrant women in their passion was such a beautiful picture. Rhiannon lay back in boneless splendor as Veronica made love to her with her lips and tongue. Rhiannon's milky white skin glowed under the bright lights illuminating the pool table, her hair spread out circling her head like an ebony halo, and her heavy breasts drooped to the side a bit but to Josh that was beautiful too. Even though Rhiannon's leg was partially blocking his view he could see as Veronica gently kissed and licked. Veronica's nose was buried in Rhiannon's brown pubic hair and her eyes were gently closed as she sucked and slavered at Rhiannon's clit.

"Slow down darling," hissed Rhiannon, "I want this to last." She propped herself up on her elbows and saw that Veronica had her eyes closed. "Hey!" she said sharply, "Open your eyes and look up at me... hey, my tits are up here." Then she fell back with a laugh. She looked over at Josh and said, "I always wanted to say that." Josh nodded and gave her a thumbs up and that caused her to laugh some more. She rubbed Veronica's head and said, "Relax, your man liked my joke, or maybe he just liked my tits." Josh gave Rhiannon another thumbs up which caused even more laughter which suddenly became a gasp of intense pleasure as Veronica flicked her tongue on Rhiannon's clit deliciously.

Veronica continued pleasing her queen, gently spreading her nether lips with her thumbs and flickering her tongue over her swollen clit, then plunging her tongue into Rhiannon's pussy. "Yesssss," hissed Rhiannon, "so good... mmmm!" Rhiannon squeezed her large breasts together and began pinching and rolling her nipples. "Oh God! I don't know whether it's you tonight or having your man watch us but shit! You got me going girl!"

Rhiannon raised her legs and hooked her hands under her knees, pulling her knees back and opening herself even further to the attention of Veronica's tongue. "Lower!" gasped Rhiannon and Veronica relinquished her pussy and licked lower, her tongue dancing around Rhiannon's asshole. Veronica paused for a second, dying inside of embarrassment, then thought "This is horrible, I hate for him to find out this way," but she made an agreement with Rhiannon, this is something they do, and she plunged her tongue into Rhiannon's tight little asshole.

Rhiannon's head rocked back, and her eyes rolled in pleasure, "Ohhh dammmn that's good... uhhhh, do it, jussssst like thaaaaaat." Then she looked over at Josh, her eyes were heavy lidded with pleasure as she asked, "Don't you just love her tongue in your ass?" Josh could only slouch sadly and shrug his shoulders. "What? She's never done this for you? You're missing out, this girl is... HEY! Did I tell you to stop?" she said to Veronica. "Back to... aaahhhh, there, thaaaats riiiight."

Veronica was confused, Josh didn't mind anal play? Then Rhiannon turned to Josh again, "I bet you'd like her to do this to you, wouldn't you?" Josh nodded his head and Rhiannon laughed, "I thought so, you nasty boy!" Then she looked down at Veronica who was still tonguing her ass. "That's divine dear, but you've been neglecting your man. He really should take you across his knee and give that cute little bottom of yours a sound spanking."

Veronica's eyes popped open wide as the image of Josh holding her firmly across his lap, the flat of his large, strong, masculine hand striking her butt over and over correcting her blunders with firm, loving strikes made her hotter than she's been in weeks. She slowly looked over at Josh and their eyes met, she gave him a questioning look and he answered with a playful wink. Seeing her reaction to the mention of spanking Josh realized that there may be a spanking in her future for her part in the Brandon Mitchell debacle.

She dove into Rhiannon's ass with gusto giving her the best rim-job she has ever had. Veronica returned to Rhiannon's pussy and began tongue fucking her and Rhiannon began to forget about everything: beating Veronica at pool, Josh tied up and watching, even the dinner she needs to get home and start, all that mattered was Veronica's tongue and the excitement building in her body. Rhiannon placed her hands on Veronica's head and held her in place, but she didn't have control over Veronica's hands. Veronica reached over to the side of the pool table and her hand closed around "Old Reliable"

Josh watched as Veronica eased two fingers into Rhiannon's cunt and began finger fucking the curvy brunette. "Oh God that's so good!" barked Rhiannon as her juices flowed, covering Veronica's face as Veronica suckled and flickered her tongue over Rhiannon's clit. Then Josh saw Veronica bring Old Reliable to the ready. She brought it to her mouth and covered it with her saliva in a blowjob that made Josh's balls ache even more, then lined it up with Rhiannon's pussy.

In a shuddering voice Rhiannon cried "OOOOOHHHH GAAAAAAAAAADD!!"as the huge dildo opened her and stretched her out. "Oh you Bitch! I loooooovveee youuuu!" she cried as Veronica began flicking her tongue on Rhiannon's swollen clit and stroked the dildo in and out of her cunt.

Josh watched in fascination as his fiancé fucked this lush, curvy woman whose hips were now jerking in time with Veronica's thrusts. He wanted so much to come up behind her and hug her gently while whispering encouragement in her ear as she fucked her friend. Now Veronica was bent over and kissing Rhiannon's clit.

He was sure that Veronica was as bad off as he was. For two hours the two beautiful women played Strip Pool, teasing and taunting, gently touching and stroking each other. They were not trying to cause each other to miss their shot through touching them, they were trying to get each other shaking so hard in excitement that their shots were off target.

Now for the first time he felt helpless, unable to reach out and comfort his fiancée. Her breasts were swollen, her nipples hard and standing erect, her chest was flush and bright pink, her vulva was puffy and she was soaking wet she was so horny, and the only one cumming was Rhiannon.

Rhiannon screamed and shook as she lifted her hips, driving her pussy up at the dildo. She quivered and moaned as relief washed over her, she eventually had to push Veronica away and she rolled over on her side and trembled as the last of her orgasm washed over her.

Veronica knew what was happening next, as Rhiannon shuddered and sighed while the remnants of the massive orgasm finally eased off, Veronica dug a few items consisting mostly of belts and straps out of Rhiannon's backpack. She clipped on a dog collar with license, rabies vaccination tag, and name tag, and a leather dog leash. Finally, Rhiannon recovered from the Category 4 orgasm and sat up, then she dizzily gestured toward her backpack, "You know what I need."

In response Veronica held up the strap-on dildo and harness which Rhiannon took with a grin. "Get yourself ready darling." By the time Rhiannon had the strap-on strapped on, Veronica was ready. She clutched the side rail of the pool table and looked over at Josh, her eyes looked like she was begging for his approval. With his mouth filled with her panties he couldn't smile, but he could relax the muscles in his face, so he didn't look angry, then he waggled his eyebrows at her, winked, and nodded. Veronica's face relaxed, she no longer looked anxious as she smiled at him and took her position. She was bent over and gripping the side rail, her legs were spread wide as Josh sat waiting in excitement. He knew what was coming, and he couldn't wait to watch.

Rhiannon covered the dildo with lubricant, spread some on Veronica's vagina, then slowly eased the fake cock into Josh's lover. Veronica was looking at Josh when Rhiannon started her invasion of Veronica's pussy and as the dildo got halfway into her, Veronica's eyes rolled back, and her eyelids started fluttering. "Oh yesssss," she sighed as the head of the fake dick eased into her pussy, "just like that," she moaned.

With the dildo firmly planted inside of Veronica, Rhiannon grabbed the blond's hips and said softly, "You ready to ride?"

"Fuck me," Veronica said softly.

Rhiannon broke into a lusty grin. "I don't think everyone heard you, say it again."

Veronica knew that Rhiannon was playing with her now, so ignoring what the neighbors might think she shouted, "FUCK ME!" so loudly it startled Josh.

"All you had to do was ask nice," said Rhiannon with a wicked smile. She drew her hips back, paused, then slammed them forward as she pulled Veronica back to meet her thrust with a loud, wet, smack! Veronica yelped a little, but Rhiannon just smiled and slammed into her again, smack! Somehow a metronome was ticking in Rhiannon's head and her hips kept time with a savage Smack! Smack! Smack! Veronica now began to grunt softly with each thrust, her beautiful breasts swaying in time with the pounding fuck.

Like a machine Rhiannon continued to fuck Veronica's delightful pussy as Josh watched in impotent bondage. He wanted so badly to join, if only to stroke Veronica's back. God! how he loves her naked back, from her soft shoulders down her ribcage then gently narrowing at her waist then widening at her delicious heart shaped ass, a perfect cello shaped back. Even with Rhiannon fucking her he could slide a well lubricated finger into her ass and cup her swinging breast, pinch and twist an erect nipple... But right now, all he could do was watch and groan in frustration.

For her part Veronica wasn't feeling it, Rhiannon was being cold and mechanical, even Bob was a better lover. She was slamming away at Veronica like she was angry, maybe Josh is mad too? Veronica turned her head and looked over at Josh, and he didn't look angry, he looked horny. His cock was hard and throbbing, precum oozed down its length and she ached to run her tongue along it and collect every drop. Their eyes met and she smiled as Josh winked at her. Veronica melted, it was ok with Josh to be this weird, her kinky secret was out, and her man still loved her. Or did he love her for it? She didn't know the difference, and she couldn't tell right now, but it didn't matter, it was something that drew her even closer to him. With a huge sigh of relief, she allowed the sensations Rhiannon was stirring up to fill her, welcoming the thrusts and begging for more.

Rhiannon saw the unspoken conversation between Veronica and Josh, and she felt Veronica relax and let herself enjoy this scene. Once they realized that this was just fun and games and they both relaxed and Rhiannon could return to her original plan of fucking Veronica into mind numbed ecstasy. Rhiannon's rhythm changed, her pounding fuck became a smooth, easy exercise in lovemaking, the strokes were just as deep, but they felt sexier to Veronica, hotter, not as wooden and cold. Rhiannon's hands began to run up and down Veronica's sides and as she bent over Veronica and pummeled her pussy. The blond could feel Rhiannon's nipples sliding up and down her back with each thrust, her huge, hanging breasts dangled and teased her.

Their lovemaking seemed to go on forever, once the girls found comfort in sharing their kink with Josh and they both loosened up, Veronica began begging to be fucked. Rhiannon started shouting things like "Take it, bitch!" Their heat grew and their cries echoed through the house, the sound of their bodies slapping filled the air and Josh could smell their excitement. They both drew closer to orgasm, gasping and moaning then Rhiannon suddenly pulled out of Veronica, pulled her off the table, and forced Veronica to the floor.

On her knees Veronica moved to suck Rhiannon's dildo but Rhiannon snarled, "Seriously bitch? It's not even real. Put that mouth to work where it will do me some good." Veronica pushed the dildo out of the way and dove for Rhiannon's pussy. She began servicing her queen with her lips and tongue bringing Rhiannon to a sharp, shuddering orgasm that nearly caused her to fall over.

To Josh this scene was nearly beyond comprehension, his beautiful blond lover being dominated by the curvy, sexy little brunette was hotly eccentric, but the depths of love he felt for Veronica made this beyond sexy. He watched in fascination and jealousy as Rhiannon grasped the rail of the pool table through its cover and shuddered in ecstasy. Finally, she pushed Veronica away and growled, "Get up here bitch," and grabbed Veronica's leash and pulled her up on her feet then pushed her back over the pool table. Veronica was overflowing with excitement, the thrill of being dominated by Rhiannon was now amplified by being watched by Josh. "Ohhhh Gawwwd!" she groaned as Rhiannon sank the dildo back into her cunt with a thrusting shove.

Josh nodded encouragement to Veronica, and she began thrusting back at Rhiannon, and now Rhiannon's lunges became more energetic. "Yes, yes, yes," she said as her excitement increased with every stroke of Rhiannon's cock. The busty brunette started tugging on Veronica's dog leash in time with Veronica's thrusts back at her causing a choking sensation at Veronica's throat as the fucking became more and more aggressive. "YesYesYesYes..." cried Veronica as Rhiannon pounded her pussy to a froth, then suddenly she shoved back as hard as she could while Rhiannon tried to push the dildo to her cervix.

They both shuddered and shook; Veronica's eyes were squeezed closed tight as waves of pleasure washed over her body. The thrill, the excitement, the perverse pleasure of having Josh watch as Rhiannon dominated her sent her over the edge of an orgasm that shook her body and short circuited her mind. Slowly Veronica came back to earth, her throat hoarse from screeching as she came, and she slid slowly to the floor.

Rhiannon just looked down at Veronica with a look on her face that clearly said, "Rookies!" She gathered up the leash and tugged on it urging Veronica to get up on her hands and knees. "Come on Rook, it's time to reward your man for being so good." Rhiannon lead Veronica to Josh by the dog leash and made her kneel in front of Josh. "Finish him!" the queen ordered her rook.

Veronica smiled and snuggled up close, she was hoping Rhiannon would allow this moment, she took his cock gently in her hand and leaned in to take his cock in her mouth when Rhiannon shouted, "Hey! Hands only! I want to see you wear every drop of his sperm."

"Yes, my queen," said Veronica submissively, but she said it more for Josh's excitement more than anything, and it did turn him on, she felt his cock throb in her hand the moment after she said it. She started stroking Josh's cock which made his swollen balls jiggle painfully.

"Hey! Careful with his nuts!" ordered Rhiannon, "he's probably in agony after watching your little show all afternoon," and she started pulling on her clothing.

"Sorry," said Veronica softly and she cupped his balls and stroking his cock. Josh sighed in pleasure as her soft hands began pleasing him. She couldn't believe how hard he was! His cock was like a hot velvet covered crowbar. Her right hand slid up and down his cock and her left hand gently cradled his aching balls. Her beautiful firm boobs jiggled with her effort, as she smiled and taunted him, "Do you like this? Do you want to cum on my tits?"

With a desperate look in his eyes, he nodded yes and his groans from his panty filled mouth were definitely affirmative.

Veronica crouched a little bit so that the head of his cock was near the tip of her perfectly shaped nose. "Would you like to cum on my face?" she taunted.

That encouragement was exactly what it took to drive his sex crazed mind over the edge. He tensed up as the pressure built to a braking point and with a muffled groan he arched his back and started coming. His body jerked and his cock twitch as semen spurted and caught Veronica in the face. Startled, she leaned back as Josh shook from waves of explosive release of the tension that had been building all day. Veronica aimed his cock lower, and his remaining spurts painted her chest with his scalding hot cum.

"Nice!" grinned Rhiannon who was now fully clothed and was pulling on her jacket. "That was quite a bit, I'm jealous." She untied the scarf as Josh wondered why a lesbian would be jealous of a man coming on her lover's face and tits. She wound the scarf around her neck then eased Veronica's panties out of Josh's mouth and wiped the sperm from Veronica's lips. She gave Veronica a little kiss and said, "Call me any time for coffee or pool, and if you change your mind about our arrangement, I'll be ready for you."

"Josh and I will talk," said Veronica and she leaned toward Rhiannon for another kiss which Rhiannon broke off quickly.

"I gotta go and get dinner started. I'm late, Brad and the boys will be furious." She swept out of the room with a wave and headed off into the gathering evening.

"Who is Brad?" Josh asked as Veronica unbuckled his wrists from the chair's arms.

"Her husband." Veronica helped Josh to his feet.

"She's not a lesbian?"

Veronica looked at him shocked as Josh took her into his arms. "No, she's married, they have a daughter and two teen age boys. Why would you think she's a lesbian?"

Josh just led his exhausted lover to the stairs so they could go upstairs and shower then nap. "Don't know, just a silly idea I guess."