Categories: Slow start, historical abuse and violence, sex toys, all sex, threesome, love.
Chapter One.
My name is Jeffrey but I prefer Jeff, never mind the last name (you'll understand the reasoning for that later). I am thirty and still single, much to my mother's distress. I've had a few girlfriends, a couple have been quite serious but it never quite worked out to be more than that. I am six foot tall, of average build and quite fit from working hard at my occupation and in my leisure time (HA! Leisure?).
I work in construction, usually houses but occasionally on apartment buildings as part of a team for a medium sized national company. I have been doing this since I finished college because the money is good and lets me do what I really want, which is to buy cheap property that is dilapidated or a mortgage foreclosure, usually in auctions.
These 'Doer-uppers' usually need a lot of work so I strip them back to the basics and modernise them. The first couple I did, I used low end fixtures and learned to do most of the work myself, except for plastering. I sold them and made a few grand on each which allowed me to use better fittings with future properties, I even took a plastering course so that I would not have to pay a professional's costs.
I get on well with my work colleagues (mostly) but there was one guy Richard, he preferred to be called Richie and hated to be called 'Dick' (mainly because everyone knew he was one!). He was forty eight and of average height but stocky, he was strong but with a big beer gut.
He was also a gambler, married to a Thai woman whom he boasted, he had chosen from an illegal dating agency because he wanted a young slave for sex, to do all the housework and cook for him. This worked very well for him until she got pregnant and had a daughter who was now almost eighteen.
He admitted that he had paid off his gambling debts occasionally by forcing his wife have sex with his creditors. I, like most of his other colleagues were disgusted with this but it was none of our business until he said that as soon as his daughter was eighteen, he would use her himself and then replace her mother to pay his debts as she was getting a bit old for that, he explained, laughing nastily.
I had been to his house a couple of times to help him with some repair work and had met his wife, Akiko and his daughter Lyn. The mother was mid-brown, quite pretty and in her mid-thirties but looked older and tired with signs of bruises on her face, she made coffee for us and then stayed out of sight.
When the daughter came home from college, I saw that she was lighter brown and almost beautiful, as many mixed race Asians are. I hated the thought of either of them being pimped out by that bastard so had an idea... I wrote a note saying who I was and why I was offering to help if she wanted to escape with her daughter and included a phone number, also stating to destroy the note apart from the number.
I carried the empty mugs out to the kitchen and slipped it into Akiko's hand, she looked confused but I put my finger to my lips and she nodded and put it in her pocket. I went back to working with him and went home a couple of hours later. Obviously she would only be able to call when either he was out or when she was and the cell phone was my spare one and not traceable to me.
It was a few days later that this phone rang (I always kept both with me since I gave her that note).
"Hello?"
"Hello... you give me note, I call quickly, I go shopping when he watch big game Saturday, meet in shop!" and she told me which one and at what time and hung up when I agreed.
It was a large supermarket near their home because she had to carry all the shopping home. I saw her arrive and quickly went in behind her and pushed my trolley next to hers and said 'Hello'. She turned to me and smiled and the tired, pained expression I had seen at their house a few days ago disappeared making her looked so much better.
"Why you want to help us?" she said quietly.
I told her that I and many other men at work hated what he boasted he was doing to her and was going to do to her daughter.
"I buy houses that need to be renovated, do all the work myself and sell them at a profit, then buy another one" I explained, "The one I am doing up now is about fifty miles away, you could live in it and get a job in the town but Lyn will have to change colleges to continue her studies but at least you would both be safe."
We were moving slowly around the store putting items in our trolleys, she was quiet and I guessed that she was thinking hard. Five minutes passed before she replied with a series of questions which I answered as best as I could in the short time we had.
"I have some holiday due, when he goes to work, you two pack your things call me and I will collect you and drive to the house. It is a three bedroom house, two bedrooms are finished, one has a double bed which I use when I am there working. The other doesn't have one yet but I will buy one if you agree but you will have to share it with her until the last bedroom is finished."
"We have no money, how we pay you for food and rent, you want sex from us?" she asked firmly.
"No! You are a very attractive woman Akiko and so is your daughter but I am doing this because I feel it the right thing to do. I would appreciate it if you could keep the living part of the house clean and cook for me while I am there" I replied, "But that's all, you probably cook a lot better than me so that would be fair and I will give you money to buy food for you two, when I am at work here."
Lyn was coming up to an age when Akiko thought that she might become part of his debt paying scheme, which is why she made the call to me. She thought for a while longer before replying.
"I talk to Lyn in Thai, she speak well, he no understand if he hear, see what she say, call you again" she said quietly as we headed to the checkouts.
She had more shopping than me so I was sat in my car and watched as she walked out of the carpark, on her way home laden with bags. I drove back to my own house and thought about the possible repercussions of what I was proposing to do for them. The worst would be if 'Dick' found out who had helped them escape and where they were living.
He was stronger but slower than me but he access to some nasty characters whom he might set on me. As for the women, at best he would drag them back to his home and carry on the abusing, at worst he might kill them and burn my house down where they were living.
If it went ahead it would take careful planning, I had no inclination to brag about what I did in my spare time and therefore the address of the 'workhouse' was safe. I would hire a van and switch the number plates with an old set I found in a scrapyard a couple of years ago and bought them because of the way it the letters were spelt but never used them on my car.
I would wear some sort of disguise, pull up outside their house and open the side door, load them and their gear inside and drive away. I would stop a short way down the road to let them get out and into the cab for the rest of the drive to the house.
I would tell my co-workers that I was going to stay with my parents for a few days and do some work on their house in the week I had off, now it just needed a phone call from Akiko. I heard nothing for a few days again, then the spare phone rang again.
"I talk to Lyn, she say good but want speak with you, you meet her off college bus tomorrow and talk, then maybe we go" she spoke rapidly, but before she hung up, she did say 'Thank you'.
