The_gladiator
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“Go on a vacation.” The medical officer’s words still rang through Kaleb’s head. It was true, he was worn out. Three tours in the past 2 years had given him little time at home, and even less to rest. So he had organized it, finally returning the calls of the Virtue family who had been asking him to go on a vacation to their beach house for weeks. He had put them off with texts about being busy with work. As far as any of them knew he was a government contractor working on international business dealings overseas. He had always been good with computers and it helped him to build his story. The Virtues were the closest things he had to family these days. These days indeed, a plane crash had taken the life of Kaleb’s parent’s years ago, an explosion that Kaleb was still not convinced was an accident, but he had no proof to the contrary. After his parent’s loss, the Virtue siblings and their parents had strongly urged him to get out of the military, and he had tried, but sadly, you didn’t get out so easily when you were someone like Kaleb.
The waves of lust filled the car threatening to overwhelm Kaleb where he sat in the back seat. Kaleb tried to strengthen his mental barriers to block out the rampant emotions, but no such luck was to be had. The waves of lust coming off of Honor Virtue, and his wife Cheri, yes, no joke his parents had really named him Honor, because Kaleb supposed it was a virtue to be honorable. All of his siblings had similar names, as if their family didn’t already stand out enough—some people. The reason was plane to Kaleb for the emotions. Even through half lidded eyes as he tried to feign sleep, to give the couple some hint of privacy, he could clearly see the bob of Cheri’s head in Honor’s lap. It did not take a rocket scientist to guess what was going on. Just like those two to pull a stunt while driving 80+ on the freeway. Kaleb frankly wouldn’t have cared if they were outright fucking, if Honor hadn’t been driving. Kaleb seriously contemplated smacking his friend upside the head, but what good would it do? He had chosen to ride with them—he knew better.
Not for the first time Kaleb asked himself why he hadn’t just ridden with Faith to the cabin, or driven himself? The latter was easy to answer, his jeep was in the shop, because that’s exactly what he needed, a broken jeep. The former, as to why he didn’t ride with Faith, his longtime best friend. Now, there was a much more complicated answer. It might have something to do with the fact that Kaleb, always protective of his “sister” as he jokingly sometimes called her, hadn’t seen her since last Christmas, a holiday where he had sort of put her then boyfriend Jared through a wall. Kaleb had watched Jared put his hands on Faith, and that had been that. He was still unsure if Faith appreciated his help, or cursed his involvement. He had left before he did something stupid, like hit her for allowing some jerk off to abuse her like that. He didn’t care if Jared’s family was connected, and Faith told him all the time how Jared could protect her siblings, protect their people in general. That was just like Faith though, sacrificing her happiness to protect others, especially her siblings. Not that Honor deserved it at this very moment Kaleb thought with a chuckle to himself. The little shit wasn’t even shy about receiving his pleasure, but he’d always been that way. Thanks to Faith and his parents, he had lead a charmed life, and in Kaleb’s estimation he was as spoiled as you might think. Even so he loved the kid. Kid being a relative term, as the little shit was now 21 and Married to the afore mentioned Cheri.
Kaleb was brought out of his inner thoughts by picking up a brief exchange between the couple. Thank god it was over—he thought, Honor was safely fully focused back on the road and Cheri, presumably having gotten what she wanted was smiling and drinking some soda. Their words caught his attention because his name got mentioned. He didn’t hear it all, Honor in addition to liking pleasures of the flesh, liked his music—loud. Before he could ask what they had said he got his answer.
Cheri, slender and nimble had climbed over the seats and sat next to him. This close the waves of lust were even stronger, and the cracks in Kaleb’s shields grew a bit wider. It’d been a while for him. He had refused to take another lover since Faith and her sister Patience, yes, that was really her name too, had convinced him to leave Lisa, after showing him video of her fucking the neighbor while he was overseas. That had been 2 years ago now. Kaleb wouldn’t have given a damn if she’d fucked a football team, as long as they’d discussed it beforehand and she’d been honest with him. They’d had an open marriage, but it was agreed that they would be honest. Even so he would have let it go, but Faith and Patience had explained how Lisa had been spreading rumors and generally stirring up people against Kaleb, who previously had been highly respected for his service and for his family’s connection to the community. He quickly got his answer what she wanted as her delicate hand slid up his leg, fingertips slipping under his shorts. “Can I take care of you next?” With no hesitation, it might have been one of the most brazen offers Kaleb had ever received. He was surprised at how excited her forwardness made him.
Clearing his throat he spoke, “I’m not so sure that’s a good idea.”
“Why not?” she purred in his ear, her hand sliding higher.
“Boundaries and all that.” Kaleb tried, his body responding.
“Even if Honor told me to?”
“Especially then.” He muttered. Sick fuck would probably get off on it. Kaleb could appreciate why though; he’d been known to branch out sexually so to speak as well. Her hand was on his crotch now, rubbing and stroking. However, Kaleb was spared from having to either accept or refuse her offer by the fact they had arrived at the cabin.
“Made it in 6 hours 23 minutes,” Honor crowed jumping out of the car. Kaleb followed. Surreptitiously readjusting himself in his shorts once out of Cheri’s clutches. Accepting her offer would have felt wonderful, but he didn’t have that kind of relationship with the Virtue family, did he? They were like family, right? Ever since Kaleb had been hired to tutor Faith, 5 years his junior in schooling her unique gifts, and especially after the loss of his parents, right?
Shrugging off the unanswered questions Kaleb headed towards the house to begin his vacation and presumably face Faith, her sports car was already here. That’s why he hadn’t ridden with her, no room—Kaleb kept practicing that line, hoping Faith would buy it, pretty sure she wouldn’t and would call him the coward he was being.
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The waves of lust filled the car threatening to overwhelm Kaleb where he sat in the back seat. Kaleb tried to strengthen his mental barriers to block out the rampant emotions, but no such luck was to be had. The waves of lust coming off of Honor Virtue, and his wife Cheri, yes, no joke his parents had really named him Honor, because Kaleb supposed it was a virtue to be honorable. All of his siblings had similar names, as if their family didn’t already stand out enough—some people. The reason was plane to Kaleb for the emotions. Even through half lidded eyes as he tried to feign sleep, to give the couple some hint of privacy, he could clearly see the bob of Cheri’s head in Honor’s lap. It did not take a rocket scientist to guess what was going on. Just like those two to pull a stunt while driving 80+ on the freeway. Kaleb frankly wouldn’t have cared if they were outright fucking, if Honor hadn’t been driving. Kaleb seriously contemplated smacking his friend upside the head, but what good would it do? He had chosen to ride with them—he knew better.
Not for the first time Kaleb asked himself why he hadn’t just ridden with Faith to the cabin, or driven himself? The latter was easy to answer, his jeep was in the shop, because that’s exactly what he needed, a broken jeep. The former, as to why he didn’t ride with Faith, his longtime best friend. Now, there was a much more complicated answer. It might have something to do with the fact that Kaleb, always protective of his “sister” as he jokingly sometimes called her, hadn’t seen her since last Christmas, a holiday where he had sort of put her then boyfriend Jared through a wall. Kaleb had watched Jared put his hands on Faith, and that had been that. He was still unsure if Faith appreciated his help, or cursed his involvement. He had left before he did something stupid, like hit her for allowing some jerk off to abuse her like that. He didn’t care if Jared’s family was connected, and Faith told him all the time how Jared could protect her siblings, protect their people in general. That was just like Faith though, sacrificing her happiness to protect others, especially her siblings. Not that Honor deserved it at this very moment Kaleb thought with a chuckle to himself. The little shit wasn’t even shy about receiving his pleasure, but he’d always been that way. Thanks to Faith and his parents, he had lead a charmed life, and in Kaleb’s estimation he was as spoiled as you might think. Even so he loved the kid. Kid being a relative term, as the little shit was now 21 and Married to the afore mentioned Cheri.
Kaleb was brought out of his inner thoughts by picking up a brief exchange between the couple. Thank god it was over—he thought, Honor was safely fully focused back on the road and Cheri, presumably having gotten what she wanted was smiling and drinking some soda. Their words caught his attention because his name got mentioned. He didn’t hear it all, Honor in addition to liking pleasures of the flesh, liked his music—loud. Before he could ask what they had said he got his answer.
Cheri, slender and nimble had climbed over the seats and sat next to him. This close the waves of lust were even stronger, and the cracks in Kaleb’s shields grew a bit wider. It’d been a while for him. He had refused to take another lover since Faith and her sister Patience, yes, that was really her name too, had convinced him to leave Lisa, after showing him video of her fucking the neighbor while he was overseas. That had been 2 years ago now. Kaleb wouldn’t have given a damn if she’d fucked a football team, as long as they’d discussed it beforehand and she’d been honest with him. They’d had an open marriage, but it was agreed that they would be honest. Even so he would have let it go, but Faith and Patience had explained how Lisa had been spreading rumors and generally stirring up people against Kaleb, who previously had been highly respected for his service and for his family’s connection to the community. He quickly got his answer what she wanted as her delicate hand slid up his leg, fingertips slipping under his shorts. “Can I take care of you next?” With no hesitation, it might have been one of the most brazen offers Kaleb had ever received. He was surprised at how excited her forwardness made him.
Clearing his throat he spoke, “I’m not so sure that’s a good idea.”
“Why not?” she purred in his ear, her hand sliding higher.
“Boundaries and all that.” Kaleb tried, his body responding.
“Even if Honor told me to?”
“Especially then.” He muttered. Sick fuck would probably get off on it. Kaleb could appreciate why though; he’d been known to branch out sexually so to speak as well. Her hand was on his crotch now, rubbing and stroking. However, Kaleb was spared from having to either accept or refuse her offer by the fact they had arrived at the cabin.
“Made it in 6 hours 23 minutes,” Honor crowed jumping out of the car. Kaleb followed. Surreptitiously readjusting himself in his shorts once out of Cheri’s clutches. Accepting her offer would have felt wonderful, but he didn’t have that kind of relationship with the Virtue family, did he? They were like family, right? Ever since Kaleb had been hired to tutor Faith, 5 years his junior in schooling her unique gifts, and especially after the loss of his parents, right?
Shrugging off the unanswered questions Kaleb headed towards the house to begin his vacation and presumably face Faith, her sports car was already here. That’s why he hadn’t ridden with her, no room—Kaleb kept practicing that line, hoping Faith would buy it, pretty sure she wouldn’t and would call him the coward he was being.
Moderator's Note: This is a closed thread. Please enjoy reading.
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