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Chapter 05 - The Cookout
The week had passed quicker than I had imagined as I now looked at Saturday being just a day away. Jerome had been dogging my trail asking me every few hours of every day if we were still on for the cookout and I told him yes it was a go.
After the episode with Tara and her new friend, Sheila I wasn't sure what would happen with the cookout. Saturday morning I got up at five and told Tara not to forget the BBQ for today and that woke her up. Sheila stirred on the other side and curled up next to her as she sat up in the bed.
"Do we still have to do that, Brett? I am so tired and I just think it would be better to wait till some time later."
"Baby, I already told Jerome that it was on and I will not see him today so he is going to be here and he is bringing his friend Harold with him. Is something wrong?"
"No nothing. He is bringing a friend?" She asked looking at the wall blankly
"Yes, Harold. He works with Jerome. I have to go baby. I will call you today and see if there is anything you need before I come home. Don't forget I think Jerome is coming early to try to help you and I will not be home before five or later."
"Can't you take off work today and be here to help me?" Tara asked desperately
"I can't baby. I have meetings with the building management all day. I am sorry but I will rush home as quickly as possible. Sheila may be able to help you?"
Shelia stirred in the bed and lifted her head.
"I can later but I have to take care of my sisters kids this morning. Oh shit! I'm going to be late!" Sheila jumped naked out of the bed and her big breasts bounced as she came running by me to the bathroom. It was good to me right now.
I left the house and hit it as quick as I could to make it to work. I only had one meeting this morning and was planning to be back at my secret room by 10 or so where I could see if anything was going to happen between Tara and Jerome. It was highly unlikely now that Harold and Sheila would be players in the day unfolding but there may be a chance of something happening.
I had just walked into the security room when my cell phone rang. It was Jerome.
"Hey boss man, how's it hanging?"
"Fine, Jerome."
"You at work already?"
"Yep."
"What time you going to be home for the BBQ? I sure am looking forward to it."
"I won't be home until five or after but you are welcome to go to the house and keep Tara company if you and Harold want to." I said hoping for a positive answer.
"Well, we thought we may go over around 11 and just see if you wife needed something only we could do for her." Jerome chuckled into the phone
"That will be great. You want me to call here and tell her you all are coming?"
"No, no, there is no need for that. Just let it be a surprise for her with us showing up to give her a boost." He answered quickly
"OK then I will see you guys this afternoon."
"See ya then, Boss!"
Jerome turned to Harold who was sitting across from him and grinned from ear to ear.
"We going to give that little fuck toy what she needs and a whole lot more." Harold nodded in agreement
The meeting ended earlier than I had expected and I went down stairs and locked everything up in the security room and headed for my truck. I was almost home when I called Tara on the cell phone.
"Hey baby, is everything ok?"
"Yes, I am making potato salad and a baked bean, if that is ok. I have the steaks marinating in the refrigerator and the outside cooler is filled with beer and ice. I am making strawberry shortcake with a lot of whip cream just how you like it."
"Yum, it all sounds good to me. It looks like these meetings may drag out some but I will try to keep five as my quitting time and be home soon after."
"OK...what? Gotta go someone is at the door. Bye!" She said
I looked down at my watch and saw it was 10:45 and knew it had to be Jerome and Harold. I hit the pedal and made it to the side street where I parked my truck and ran across the field to the side door of the garage. I saw Jerome's car out front and knew they had made it as he had said. I rushed into my hidden room and hoped I hadn't missed anything. I sat down and checked the monitors as the cameras I had strategically placed were working fine. Tara was in the kitchen and Jerome and Harold were sitting in the living room so I put on my head phones to hear what was happening. I zoomed the camera in to look at her. She was wearing a white sundress which made her suntan even more gorgeous. It was plain and short coming to her mid thighs. It was tight across her breasts and the front buttons from her neck all the down the front of her dress. It was not a sexy outfit but Tara had a way of making anything look sexy.
"How about a beer, Baby cakes?" Jerome yelled from the living room
Tara literally jumped as I watched her at the sink. She turned slowly toward the doorway of the kitchen and called back to him.
"There are plenty of beers out on the deck in the cooler, Jerome. Make yourself at home."
I could hear Jerome laugh. He didn't move but yelled again.
"How about you move that fine ass of yours and bring it to me, bitch."
Tara's eyes were huge as she stood against the sink as she heard the words from Jerome. She remained silent as fear gripped her.
"Don't make me come in there, little bitch!" He yelled louder this time.
Tara jumped again and her head slumped down to her chest and she timidly made her way through the kitchen and past them in the living room and out to the deck. A few seconds later she came through holding two cold beers and gave one to each of the two black men. She turned to head back for the kitchen when Jerome grabbed her arm.
"Why don't you turn on some music, baby, and make is feel more comfortable."
She pulled her hand free and headed over to the entertainment system and hit the power on and the music softly began. She quickly headed for the kitchen before he could grab her this time.
"Tara, get your ass out here bitch! If I come in there it will not be pretty."
She stood by the sink with her head hanging down and her hands gripping it until her knuckles were white.
"I have things to do to get ready for the cookout. Brett said he would be home early so I have to hurry."
"I talked with your hubby already."
Tara jumped and turned as Jerome was standing in the doorway of the kitchen.
"He will not be here till five or after, baby cakes. That means you belong to me and Harold till then." He said as he slowly walked toward her.
She backed up as he drew closer and tried to turn and run at the last minute. Jerome's long arm reached out and grabbed her by the hair at the back of her head and yanked her off her feet. He pulled her kicking and screaming through the kitchen to the living room and dropped her on the floor in front of the couch. He sat down as she backed away from her on the floor.
"I want you to dance for me and Harold, bitch. I want some sexy ass dancing and not that white girl shit you all do. I want you to dance until you make my cock hard, baby cakes. Now get your ass up and dance!"
Tara tried to jump up and run but he put his foot out and tripped her and got up from the couch and grabbed her by the hair again. This time he dragged her back with him to the couch and pulled her kicking and screaming across his knees. Her legs were kicking as she struggled to break free from him but it was hopeless. He pushed her kicking legs down and hooked his right leg over them to hold them down. She tried to lift her head and body up and his big hand pushed her head down to the floor and held her there. Her arms were pushing against the floor trying to get up but to no avail.
"I have put up with your shit long enough, bitch. Today you are going to learn who the boss is and when I say jump you will ask me how high."
With that said Jerome pulled her sundress up over her ass and down across her back and head exposing her ass to him and Harold. It was incredible watching her struggle and squirm on his legs and see that magnificent ass covered with nothing but her usual thong.
Jerome let his hand run across her beautiful ass slowly as they both stared in awe of her body.
"Jerome, let me up right now! Brett is going to be home any minute and he will kill you. Turn me loose and I won't say anything."
Tara was pleading with him as she turned her head to look back at him.
"Little bitch, you could have told your hubby many times about everything you and me had already done but you didn't. Deep down inside you want me to take you and you want me to make you my slut. So today I am going to teach you who is the master and how much of a slut you really are."
His big hand came down hard on her exposed ass and she screamed at the first slap. The first was followed so quickly she had no time to gasp and his big black hand assaulted her tender ass again and again. He slapped her on both ass cheeks for a good five minutes until the red of his hand was showing through her tan very clearly. She had hand prints on both her ass cheeks and she was sobbing as he beat her.
"Please, oh god please Jerome no more! Please oh god please stop!" She screamed but he kept slapping her ass harder and harder