Chapter 12 – Better Offer
I rolled over and hit the alarm clock but the annoying sound would not stop. I opened my eyes and saw that it was after 11am. The sound continued and I finally identified it as the phone. I watched Brooke, who was still next to me, reach over casually and pickup the receiver. After a series of one word answers she put the phone back on the hook.
"We need to get dressed," she said to me in a somber tone as she rolled over to face me.
She was now wide awake and the look on her face was rather serious.
"What's going on," I asked as I climbed off my bed.
"Everyone is coming here," Brooke informed me calmly. "Apparently, we need to have an emergency meeting."
She seemed very calm about the whole thing, so I echoed her serenity.
"Did they happen to mention what the emergency was," I asked plainly.
"No," she answered softly as she began to unwind her lovely frame from my sheets.
I didn't say another word. I scrambled around my room for appropriate cloths and then made my way down to the kitchen, leaving Brooke to get herself ready for our guests. I put on a pot of coffee and waited for them to arrive. I was reading the newspaper at the dining room table when the doorbell rang. I made my way downstairs and opened the front door.
Much to my delight, Nikki was the first to arrive. She entered and gave me a small kiss on the cheek. Her expression made me think that she did not know any more than I did about today's event. She headed up to the main level of the house while I waited at the door. I noticed a car pulling up in front of the house. The car parked directly in front and both Mindy and Leslie emerged.
They made their way to the front door, both greeting me with casual kisses on the cheek. Mindy was her usual self, but it appeared to me, that behind her sunglasses, Leslie was worried. I didn't think now was the time to explore the weird vibe she was giving off any further. I assumed that, in a short time, I would know the cause of it.
As Leslie headed up the stairs, I saw Emma's car whip around the corner and screech into our driveway. Emma was out of the car quickly and walking with a purpose. She stormed through the front door and stomped up the steps without as much as a word. I closed the door behind her and followed her up to the main level. Brooke had joined the other women and they were all seated in the living room.
Emma stood there in front of them as I took a seat on the floor. She didn't speak and she didn't move for what felt like an awkwardly long time. Finally she opened her purse and pulled out a disk. She held it up but could not make words. She handed it to me along with a folded note. I put the disk into our dvd player and read the note to myself. I turned on the television and returned to my seat on the floor.
"Only watch this when you are all together," I read the note aloud.
The note was not signed and I had a distinct feeling that whatever we were about to see on this disk had already been viewed by Emma.
The disk began playing and the scene was eerily familiar. We all watched as the camera panned a very light colored room, landing on a large bed with a white, floral print comforter. I knew I had seen this room before but could not put my finger on it. The camera continued around the room, past the daylight filled window, over a desk, past a closet and then back to the bed. The frame stopped on the bed and we all waited for something more to unfold.
You could feel the air sucked out of the room as several of us gasped when Sienna came into frame. She stepped into the center of the screen directly in front of her bed. She was wearing a white blazer, which was buttoned just beneath her bosom, and a matching white skirt. She looked down at her feet and then directly into the camera while smiling a very evil smile.
"Hello Miss Emma and the rest of you," Sienna began. "I wanted to deliver this message in person but my sister advised me against it, so here I am."
I glanced around the room and all eyes were glued to the screen. The last time we got a video from Sienna, it set off some major alarms within our framework and I knew that the ladies were immediately concerned about a repeat reaction.
"You all know that we have lost our boytoy Bradley," Sienna continued. "Of course you know that, you are the ones that caused it. But let's not go into all that messiness right now, let's focus on today's lesson. Today's lesson is that when you back a wild animal into a corner, it has no choice but to strike."
The camera panned to the left, towards the desk area. More audible reaction came from the ladies sitting around me when Kylie came into frame. She was on her knees, wearing only a lavender lace bra and panty set. She was aggressively sucking the cock of a man seated in the chair, though his head was out of the frame. Kylie had her right hand wrapped around the thick, meaty cock as she jammed it in and out of her mouth. She then stopped, held the cock in her hand and looked at the camera.
"Consider this strike one," Kylie snapped as she returned to sucking the fat rod in front of her.
The camera panned up and there was not a lot of reaction among the women, but I was in complete shock. The focus of the camera zoomed in on the upper portion of man's body and his face came into view. I looked over at Emma and I knew that she had no idea who the guy was, nor did anyone else in the room beside me.
"This is Derek," Sienna's voice narrated as the man enjoyed the blowjob he was receiving. "You probably don't know why this should sting, but your boytoy can explain it to you. Derek is my new toy."
I stopped the disk where it was and looked around the room at my ladies. They were all focused on me now, looking for an explanation. I shook my head slightly and stood up. I leaned against the wall and faced all of them.
"Derek Johnson was a college teammate of mine," I admitted. "He was a good guy and for my sophomore and junior years, we were roommates. He is someone that I considered a friend. Mindy took a stiff shot at them by removing Brad from their game. Their response is to attempt to wound all of you by wounding me. This sucks and I am truly surprised and disappointed in Derek's decision. On the flip side, this is a shot at me. I will not let this affect any of you in any way."
Without waiting for a response, I turned back to the television and started the disk again as I exhaled loudly. The frame stayed on Kylie orally pleasuring Derek for several long, uncomfortable moments. I had been physically intimate in so many ways with all of these women, yet watching this with them was uncomfortable and tense.
The camera frame then shifted to the left, in front of the closet. A man was standing while we were watching the back of the head of a woman with long black hair bobbing back and forth on his cock. The woman turned to face the camera and we all cringed somewhat when we realized that it was Lisa. Mindy let out a very audible groan as we continued to watch her mother orally please this mystery man. I stopped the disk once again.
"Mindy, if you want to be excused I don't think anyone will object," I offered to her.
"I am fine," she responded firmly. "And I am part of this team."
I started the disk again as Emma walked over to where I was standing and stood next to me. The frame picked up with Lisa continuing to work the short, fat penis in front of her with her mouth. The frame shifted even more to the left where Sienna was standing.
"This is strike two," Sienna giggled.
The camera panned back to Lisa, who was still on her knees and sucking. The frame slowly made its way upward, bringing the face of the man enjoying these oral treats into focus. I could not believe it. Emma grabbed the remote out of my hand and stopped the disk yet again.
"Who was that," Nikki asked.
"Bob Ruffe," Leslie answered her. "He is a local lawyer."
"Is he competition or something," Mindy asked.
