George vs Giovanni

I got back to the hotel. Ian was there with George and had told him everything. Just to do my own test to make sure that George was George, I kissed him and started rubbing my hand over his penis. Giovanni would jump out of surprise and George would practically drag me to the room cave man style. 

“Ian?” George growled. “We’ll see you later!”

We rushed to the room. The second the door was shut and locked, we stripped and got onto the bed. As soon as I was on my back and legs spread, George mounted me and rode me for about an hour. When he was fully drained inside of me, he pulled out of me and laid down next to me.

“Ian told me everything,” George mumbled as he was sucking and squeezing my breasts. “He told me that you’re one of my bosses and that your stalker was my brother.”

“Show me your tongue," I said as I slid down his hard penis and gently rode him.

George stuck his tongue out to show me that his tongue is pierced. I knew it. Giovanni has a permanent gold tooth. This must be Giacomo; he's more like George than Giovanni ever will be but he still isn't George. 

"Hi, Jack," I said as I climaxed and climbed off of him. "How many are there of you?"

"Hi, DeppGrl," Giacomo moaned. "Just 'Seppe, Giovanni and myself."

"Where's George?" I asked. "Giovanni is an easy tell and it's not because of the gold tooth. His mannerisms are quite different."

"What about me?" Giacomo asked. "George is, unfortunately, at the mercy of Giovanni."

"You're mannerisms are similar to George's but you screw differently - he’s rougher," I said. "Where does Giovanni have George being held?"

"At his place," Giacomo said. "I don't know which one. He's got three places."

"Oh, Jack," I sighed. "It's a bit naive to believe that Giovanni only has three places. He's got five...two of them have acres of property."

"That I didn't know," he said. "What can I do to help?"

"I may have screwed you but I don't know you so I can't trust you. What did you tell Ian?"

"That Gio has three places and gave the locations - with the types security he has," he said. 

"Gah!" I moaned as I got off the bed to get dressed. "Ian? Yeah. I did what you asked and I have some more information for you. Jack is shocked to say the least."

"What?" Jack stated. "Why am I in shock?"

"Yeah, Ian. I am getting dressed and grabbing my bags. I'll meet you in the lobby," I said as I looked at Jack. "He - unknowingly - verified that Gio has five properties in total - two of which have acres of property and all of them have different kinds of security."

I hung up on Ian, threw on my sweatshirt, grabbed my stuff and left the room. I climbed into a vehicle that was waiting for me and headed to the one property of Gio's that was the furthest away. I was going to text Ian my plan but my phone died, the car that I was driving had GPS and I didn't know if I could trust Ian fully at this point.

It took me three hours to get to the largest property instead of normal four hours. I turned off the car lights and parked a quarter of a mile away from the property. I quietly got out, popped the trunk and closed the driver side door. I walked to the trunk, switched into broken in hiking boots, a Kevlar vest - both bullet proof and knife proof - night vision goggles and grabbed a weapon. After grabbing everything, I closed the trunk quietly, went to the passenger side of the car to grab my rescue inhaler and manually locked the car before closing the door, attaching the key to my belt and the spare inside of one of the boots.

As I walked to the edge of the property, I turned on the night vision goggles. I heard a stick behind me snap then felt three taps of a hand to the back of my left thigh. Only two people ever used that. Jacques is in a foreign country from the last I heard and Ian was the other.

"05256585," I whispered not sure who I'd get confirmation from.

"05256585 confirmed. 04246484 here," Jacques whispered.

"04246484 confirmed. 08286888?" I asked holding my breath; wondering about Ian.

“08286888 MIA,” Jacques said. 

“Grand Master J,” I sighed as I hugged him. “Good to see you!”

“The lovely Mrs. Depp,” he said as he hugged me so tight he almost squished me. “Ready to get the man your apex craves?”

“Tell me something that I’ve only told you, Doctor J,” I said unsure of everything right now. “Something that no one else knows about me.”

“You had a mole the size of Texas on your right butt cheek that you had a dermatologist remove but you had two double board certified plastic surgeons close where the dermatologist removed the mole,” J said. “You then covered up where the plastic surgeons did their best work ever with tattoos.”

“What is the tattoo of?” I asked - everyone I work with knew I had tattoos but not everyone knew what tattoos I had. 

“A bird, a birdcage and some type of foliage,” he said. 

“Dude, that tattoo is common knowledge at The House,” I replied.

“You have a tattoo of a key on your apex,” he said. “Not many men notice it but you told me about it.”

“I told a number of people about it!”

“Aha! You hate driving on bridges and under bridges as you have an irrational fear of bridges collapsing!”

“Both my therapist and my mother know about that!”

“Triskaidekaphobia!” he exclaimed as he nuzzled my neck.

“Huh?”

“You always tell people that your favorite word is ‘fuck’ but I also know that it’s also triskaidekaphobia!” he exclaimed as he kissed me. “You said it’s your secret favorite word because it’s fun to say.”

I sighed. For now, I knew that it was Jacques. We quietly came up with a plan for covering three acres of land in two hours. That also included looking for shelters that were hidden in plain site. Since we were still at the car I used, I took my boots off and replaced them with thick socks. I moved the spare key into my sports bra. 

I looked at J. He looked at me. I nodded and we went our separate ways. The thick socks protected my feet from rocks, tree branches, wildflowers and other greenery and would help me feel if something was off with the ground.

Forty five minutes later, I felt something off with the ground. I turned on a flashlight to see what it was. It was George’s foot; I looked more carefully and saw George tied up to a tree. I took a folded knife out of my pocket and cut the rope, releasing George. He was unconscious and I had no idea how long he was out. I fireman carried him to the car.

Once there, I got him in the car and took him an off the beaten path to get him to The House. Halfway there, he woke up.  I pulled over, parked and got in the back seat to hug him.

“Easy, my love,” he hoarsely. “Giovanni. Giacomo…..”

“I know,” I said. “They’re both at The House.”

I got back behind the wheel and drove George to Medical at The House. Jacques helped get George inside as I headed to the showers. I gathered my things, stripped and put on my shower shoes, Jacques joined me.

“My god, you’re more gorgeous than I remembered,” he moaned as I started stroking his penis; I was looking for a tattoo of my number at the base of his penis. “I missed this!”

“Guess you missed me so much that you removed your tattoo that I gave you,” I said.

“You’re too smart for your own good,” Marvin - Jacques’s twin - said. “I’ll go get him!”

Normally, I’d laugh at Marv’s antics but after going through what I had to in order to find George but I wasn’t in the mood.

As I’m showering, the real Jacques showed up and joined me after showing me his tattoo. We quickly finished our showers, dried off, got dressed and headed to my room. We close and lock the door, drop our stuff and start stripping. I start stroking his stiffening penis, smile as I see his tattoo and take as much of him as I can down my throat. He immediately shoots a load. I gagged but I swallowed the load. He pulled out and helped me get on the bed.

Once situated, he inserted his penis into my apex and began to ride me. He filled me up three times before he pulled out. I instantly knew that this was the final screw we’d have. 

When we were getting dressed, he explained that he was aware of what I was up to but when he stopped hearing from me and stopped hearing reports about me, he thought I was a downed free agent. He claimed that he took his time before moving on. With one look, I knew it was my closest friend within The House.

“Get out,” I calmly stated. “I knew that there was something going on between you…you guys constantly giving each other looks!”

“She’d made a pass at me,” he said.

“Don’t start with me about that,” I stated. “You made the first pass at her way before I had to get involved with the old man again. You knew what I had to do. Remember that we have a legally bound contract?”

“You said you got rid of it,” he said nervously.

“J?” I stopped him in his tracks. “I taped today so I have proof that you broke the contract. You know that you’ll be in court in 24 hours. The House will be mine as you’ll be forced to quit; no pension or anything. Oh and Jacques? You’ll have to disappear with her. Find new identities and move out of the country.”

“What?”

“Time to re-read the contract. In about 10 minutes you’ll faint outside of your room and you’ll be immediately sent to Medical. You’ll have a tracker put in you so I’ll know where you are in case I need to travel again. If you’re nearby, old friends will escort you out of the country until I’ve left.”

He left and I heard him semi collapse before George and Ian caught him. It’s up to Medical to where they put the two trackers but I have an idea. A tattoo artist - a friend of mine - will cover up my badge number from the base of Jacques penis with images of poison ivy; something that Jacques is super allergic to. Now, anytime he’s with a woman, he’ll be forced to think of me.

Ian knocked on my door and entered. He kissed me and I kissed him back but I pulled away. I told him that I sent the recording and that phone to The Company but I won’t be at court the next day as I’ll be at a nudist beach and drunk off my ass. He laughed.

“Keep J’s personnel files but send the rest his shit to the incinerator.  I’ll beg and bribe house keeping to burn these sheets and ask The Powers That Be for a different room.”

“Honey, you are now a part of The Powers That Be. You brought down Jacques, Anna and Abi,” Ian said. “Your room here or at any other House on the planet can be whatever room you want.”

“Really?” I asked.

“Really,” he said. “Your residences have been packed and cleaned out, word has been sent to your family that you’re ok but you’re taking a sabbatical somewhere warm.”

“Who’s coming with me?”

“George,” he sighed. “He wanted to go.”

“You’re coming with us,” I said as I began to strip. “I can’t go on this trip without the two men I appreciate,”

Ian stripped, picked me up and carried me to my bed. We spent the next 24 hours in bed having sex. Ian assumed that I was off my birth control and ovulating but yet he still filled up my apex with his seed. His last climax, he thought would be the one to get me pregnant.

We slept for several hours before George came into my room. He knew that he’d have to share me with Ian on the trip. They woke me up, George put on a dreaded condom as a show. Ian was already on his back so I slid down his penis. When I was ready, George pushed his penis into my full apex. They stretched out my apex with each thrust. After we all climaxed, George pulled out rolling off the condom and I climbed off Ian. Ian kneeled in front of me, George rolled on another condom. When I took Ian in my mouth, George took my ass. I loved the pain and gagging on seed so I let them tag team me like this until they were almost empty.

They both pulled out and switched places. I took George in my mouth as I took Ian in my apex. Three hours later, they were thoroughly drained. We collapsed and napped. They woke me an hour later with George plowing my ass and Ian plowing my apex. We all climaxed together.

After filling me with his seed, Ian booked us a charter plane to a hot locale that an unlimited bar and nudist beach. They left in good spirits to go pack. I showered, feeling full of seed. After drying off, I packed all of my IDs, minimal clothing and plenty of sunscreen.

Thirty minutes later, we were up in the air. During the flight, we drank and continued our three some. In the long flight, I can’t tell you how many times we climaxed nor how many times I was filled. Since I was still ovulating, Ian had a field day; fucking my apex hard and often. A few times when George was fucking my apex, his condoms broke and he spilled his seed in me too.

We finally landed, disembarked and checked into a hotel. I had a separate room but George and Ian shared a room. After sleeping, I walked into their room. They were naked and in each other’s arms.

It hurt me that these two men - that I loved to a certain extent - loved each other more than either loved me. I was happy for them. 

Since there was still some sun left, I went out to the beach after I grabbed a blanket from my room. One of the bar staff helped me spread out the blanket as another kept pouring margaritas for me. I made sure that I kept flipping over so I’d tan easily. When I noticed that my skin felt dry and tightened when I moved, I knew it was time to pack up for the night.

“Need help, babe?” George asked. 

“After I shower, maybe?” I said. “I got a little crispy and might need help with the aloe.”

“Ok,” he said. “I’m sorry that I couldn’t tell you about Ian and I.”

“I know,” I said. “I had some emails to read and calls to take. That’s part of why we’re here, the three of us.”

“Do we need Ian?” he asked as he offered his hand. 

“Yes,” I said.

I showered, George helped with the aloe and helped me put on a loose dress after the aloe dried. I put sandals on and we went to dinner…all three of us.

“We’re mostly here for R & R,” I said. “However, it’s been brought to my attention that now I’m part of The Powers That Be, I need to bring coupled up agents here. You’re welcome to work for The House but not as field agents.”

They both looked shocked. I explained that now that their covers have been blown by coming to an island where many governments across the world brought their agents for relaxation. I told them that who they love is who they love and I’m in full support of them. They had the choice of remaining with The House or part ways.

“What would we do?” Ian asked.

“Under my direction, you two will be teach other agents how to do their jobs; together or alone,” I said. “You know each other’s strengths and weaknesses so that’ll be up to you to decide. What’s up to me is whether I keep your cases classified, your grade level and pay rate.”

“When do we need to decide by?” they asked.

“Five minutes from when I leave the table,” I said as I got up.

When I got back to my room, Ian was running behind me.

“Yes?” I asked when I turned around.

“We’ll do it,” he huffed and puffed. “We’ll teach within The House. But sometimes we’ll teach together and sometimes we’ll teach separately.”