"I think we are just a little tipsy and frustrated, Cal. I've never done that before. I hope I didn't offend you." Callie smiled.
"Don't be silly. When we woke up in the tent this morning and your chest was sticking out, I looked twice. It's a natural thing. That doesn't necessarily mean we want to do anything." Iola nodded and took a breath.
"Right. Of course. Though I do know women tend to be more open to that sort of thing. I just never did it." Callie grinned.
"Neither have I. Guess I will have to make sure I don't overstimulate your brother next time.." Iola giggled.
"Will be pretty tough with that body. And he can get horny I know. I'm sure growing up with him that I have been the subject of the hole in the door observation when I was undressed or otherwise. I think we are all humans. Doesn't make us weird or anything." Callie stood up.
"Well, Id better get some rest. Besides if he wakes back up I might get a second round, though I doubt it. The beds are great though. Very comfortable. There is another one in our bedroom. Not sure how many are here, but if you want to sleep in our room there probably wont be any more action...hehheh." Callie said. Iola nodded and stood up. She followed Callie into the bedroom and noticed the sleeping Chet sawing logs in one of the beds. Callie lay down next to him. Iola walked over to the other bed and pulled back the covers. They then proceeded to remove her clothes. She slid onto the silk sheets and soon fell asleep.
At 6 AM, The alarm clock went off. Chet reached over and shut it off. He looked over to Callie and smiled. She was indeed beautiful laying there. He planted soft kisses on her neck. A moment later Callie began to stir. Her eyes fluttered. She looked over to chet with a smile.
"Good morning, sir. Are we feeling refreshed?" she asked.. Chet didn't answer. He kept kissing her neck softly. She moaned.
"Chet, if your going to do that your going to have to back it up." she purred. Chet grinned.
"Did you not get enough last night?" he asked. Callie gave an evil smile.
"Well someone got overcharged and then passed out." Chet grinned sheepishly. She reached down and groped him. Chet moaned softly.
"You are really asking for it." He said. Callie smiled.
"Well I hope so..." she said. Chet looked over her shoulder to the other bed. He looked dubious. She looked at him.
"What's wrong?" She asked. Chet turned his head slowly.
"Well, Iola is over there, and..." Callie looked at him and took a breath. She had no intention of losing out this morning.
"Well hun, it's not like she's in bed with us. And I assure you she knows all about such things." Chet rolled his eyes and smiled.
"More info than I wanted." he said and shrugged. The two started kissing deeply. A few minutes later Iola, who was sleeping in the bed across from them started to stir. She heard a steady rocking noise. She carefully opened one eye slightly. She saw her brother on top of Callie. Iola for some reason was very turned on by this. She watched cautiously as her brother and Callie made love. Iola felt herself becoming very excited, as she hadn't ever watched two people have sex live. She was amazed at their endurance. She watched them go at it for nearly half an hour
"C'mon baby!" Iola heard her rasping to Chet. "Come on, please!" A moment later she heard her brother let out a tremendous groan. She covered her head up immediately.
Chet breathed deeply. Smiling down at Callie. She smiled back to him. Then looked down at her chest. She blinked rapidly with a look on her face that suggested she had never encountered such a man.
"Copious, darlin'?" she asked. Chet nodded, smiling, despite being somewhat embarrassed. He hadn't had protection at the time and had to improvise. Or so he told himself, though realizing that most men probably liked to perform in such a way to demonstrate their abilities. He cleared his throat. "I need a shower baby. Before you wear me out again." Callie smiled wickedly.
"Wait till the honeymoon darlin'. You ain't seen nothing yet." she said as he smiled and walked into the bathroom. A moment later the sound of the shower came on. Iola poked her head out from under the covers. She looked over to her friend who was laying on her back nude. She slowly sat up.
"Good morning to you, Cal. Did you have fun?" Iola asked from across the room. Callie giggled and turned her head slightly in Iola's direction.
"I knew you were up, girl. Did you like the show?" Iola took a breath.
"That was pretty impressive." she said standing up and walking over to Callie's bed. She looked down at her friend. Her eyes grew wide.
"Copious, huh?" she said looking down. Callie grinned and looked down.
"You could say that." she said with a grin. Iola was still immensely turned on seeing her friend laying there in such a way. Callie sensed this. She was still smiling.
"Can you give me a hand?" she asked. "There's a wash cloth over by the basin." Iola nodded and walked over to the in room sink and got a wash cloth wet with warm water and came back over. She stood there for a moment not sure if to hand Callie the cloth or what. Callie looked up to her.
"What's keeping you? Better get it off me before it dries." she smiled. Iola took the cloth and ran it along her friends neck and face. Slowly. Callie had her eyes closed and was obviously enjoying it. Iola slowly ran the cloth along Callie's ample breasts. Callie couldn't help but shutter a bit. Her nipples became very hard while Iola rubbed the cloth along them. Iola was enjoying feeling her friend's breast through the cloth. She took the cloth back as all had been wiped off. She stepped back.
"There you go, girl." she said returning the cloth to the sink. She slowly walked back to her friend who was sitting up.
"Are you ok, Iola?" Callie asked. Iola nodded softly.
"Yes, that was just pretty cool. I hope I don't sound strange." Callie shook her head.
"Not at all. I liked it." she smiled noticing that Iola seemed a might flustered. She obviously needed a good hard fuck, but there was probably little she could do about that. Though found it strangely arousing how she let her friend just wipe he off like that. Iola gave half a smile and stammered.
"Well, I, had better get, dressed." she said turning and walking quickly, she hadn't really been looking where she was going as the bathroom door opened without her noticing and she ran smack into Chet, nude. The two fell over each other and landed on the floor. Callie sat up and looked down at the two. She giggled looking at the two nude figures intertwined a bit so close together.
"Well that looks good guys." she teased. Iola reddened upon looking at her brother in the buck sitting next to her. Chet was a little less embarrassed but couldn't help notice his sister's chest.
"Oh my. Iola, quite the way to start the day. You better put those two ponies back in the coral." Iola reddened even more and stood up and rushed out of the room. Chet grinned and walked over to Callie.
"Is she ok?" he asked. Callie smiled and nodded.
"She's ok. Would probably be a lot better if Joe was here to help matters." Chet smiled and nodded.
"I see." he laughed and began to dress. Callie excused herself to the shower. Chet finished dressing in a new suit and walked out to the main living area. He saw no one so he went to the ice box and poured himself a glass of juice. Momentarily Iola came in to the kitchen wearing the outfit she had been in yesterday afternoon.
"Morning sis. Want some juice." He asked. Iola looked to him.
"Uh, yes, please." she said sitting at the bar, finding it difficult to make eye contact with her brother. Chet looked over to her while he poured.
"Everything Ok, sis?" Iola nodded slowly. She took the glass.
"We have been pretty open always, haven't we bro?" she asked. Chet nodded.
"Sure, that's what I love about you. You aren't stuck up or snobby. We can communicate." Iola smiled, and took a breath.
"Yes, we can. I just wanted to say that I was caught in a bit of an awkward position this morning. Well, you know,, obviously that you and Callie were going at it this morning." Chet reddened a little, then he smiled.
"Yes. I am sorry Iola, you probably got woke up and then you were probably pretty uncomfortable. Im sorry sis, sometimes it's hard. Callie and I are still obviously in pre honeymoon mode and sometimes act without thought. I am very sorry." Iola held a hand up.,
"Chet, it's ok. Those things happen. It doesn't bother me to see two people expressing their love to each other. I am not a prude. Truth is, I am critical of myself because I enjoyed watching it." Chet raised an eyebrow.
"Well, don't be. It's not exactly an act that is meant to turn one off, after all." he said. Iola nodded.
"That's very true. But I just wanted you to know that after you went into the shower,, well Callie said she knew I was watching and I think she was hopeful it turned me on." Chet grinned
"She is certainly shedding her oppressed skin, isn't she? Heh heh." Iola grinned and shrugged.
"I suppose so. But she was laying there,, and she asked me to help her with the,,er,,uhm,," chet reddened again and nodded.
"I think I understand what you mean.. Hehe, she asked for a towel??" Iola nodded.
"But what makes me confused is she asked me to wipe it off her. And what is more confusing I did it, and I kind of liked it. Does that make me,, all of us weird or something??" she asked. Chet took a breath.
"I wouldn't say that,,, and that's not just me as a male speaking because the idea of two women area turn on. I just think women can relate more intimately with each other with compassion together. It's not at all threatening to me." he took another drink and gestured
"I guess what I'm saying is if you two have some feelings for each other is some way like that it doesn't bother me. I know Callie loves me and that such things won't really make a difference to our relationship." A moment later Callie came forward, as she had apparently been listening from around the corner. She had a relieved look on her face.
"Wow chet. Iola, this is pretty strange stuff, huh? But I'm glad we are all square with each other. I am not predicting anything at all mind you, but I am glad we can communicate and not have any delusions about it. I think in a way me separation from Frank is allowing me to be able to open my mind and eyes. She walked up to Iola.
"Are we ok, girl? No ill will?" Iola grinned.
"Of course not." she said. Callie smiled and turned. Iola grinned and slapped Callie's base ass. She was wearing a big t-shirt of Chets, but that was all.
Callie turned and grinned to her.
"You tease!" she said mockly. Chet laughed heartily. Callie hastened off to get dressed. Iola looked to her brother.
"Am I a tease Chet?" she asked with an air of humor. Chet smiled and shook his head.
"Nah, but if you try to slap my ass, prepare to get yours slapped back." Iola nodded.
"I stand warned. So what's up for today?" Chet looked at his watch.
"Well, the jewels should be here within an hour or so. But for now I have to run downstairs for a few. Why don't you order some breakfast for us and I will be right back." Iola nodded.
"Cool. I will go do that now, so don't be long. I'd imagine that being in the penthouse we won't have to wait too long for breakfast." Chet nodded as he headed out. He took the elevator down. He had hoped he wouldn't have to wait for the bank to open. As luck had it the bank had opened a few minutes ago at 8 AM. Chet walked into the bank. He was immediately noticed by the president and greeted.
"Good morning, Mr. Morton. All is well today I hope?" Chet nodded.
"By all means. I was just stopping by to have a certified check drafted." The man beamed.
"Of course. Please have a seat." he gestured for Chet to sit before the desk.
"Now then, to whom do you need a check made and how much?" he asked. Chet pulled out the forms he had received from Zimmerman the day before and looked down.
"Let's see, to Bayport title and trust for James Henry. And the amount is $300,000.00." The president wrote this information down and smiled.
"I will have this for you within 5 minutes Mr. Morton." he said rushing off. Chet sat in the comfortable leather seat looking on the window towards the Ritz. He had wondered about Iola's little divulgence this morning. He hadn't really thought of his sister as the bi type, but perhaps it was just a phase of some sort. He wasn't about to allow inhibitions to restrict such liberations. Maybe that was liberal for him to think that way, but he didn't see the harm in it even if Iola and Callie did end up experimenting. He had read and even known about several women who had done this and were perfectly normal married women. Most men, he imagined felt threatened by the idea of not having the total power and control over the situation. He even inwardly chuckled to himself. Frank was his dear friend but for years he must have had a subconscious choke hold on this precious flower. As to his sister he had learned something new. He doubted Joe to be very restrictive, but she probably kept feelings under her hat if she had any while Callie was with Frank.
Sure enough a few minutes later, the bank president, Mr. Fitch, came over with a check.
"Here you are Mr. Morton. I dare say you are buying some real estate today." Chet nodded.
"Yes, My sister really likes this house, so she will be surprised." Mr. Fitch smiled.
"With such a generous brother I'd say so. I know you will be living in another area but please feel free to call anytime if There's any way we can help you. We hope you will be quite happy with our bank." Chet smiled.
"Everything has been perfect." he said standing up. They shook hands and Chet left the bank. He found his way back over to the Ritz and walked over to the concierge.
"Yes, Mr. Morton, how may I assist you this morning?" Chet smiled.
"Yes, I would like to get a flight to Bayport this morning if possible for three. Could you look into that for me?" The man smiled.
"Of course sir, I will ring your room when I have some information for you." Chet beamed.
"Great, thank you!" Chet made his way upstairs. Upon entering he noticed a large package sitting inside the entryway. It was marked with the now familiar Tiffany logo. Chet smiled. He walked into the living area to see Iola and callie dressed in outfits similar to what they had on yesterday. Callie wore another pair of low riders that really showed off her hips. A distressed blue tank top with the Donna Karan logo on it. Very sexy leather sandals and her glasses. Iola wore pretty much the same thing though her top was dark green and she did not have enough confidence in her hips to where low rider jeans and wore more conventional jeans.
"Hello pretty ladies." he said. "I see our jewels arrived" Callie nodded.
"All here." she said standing up. She kissed him. "How are you sweetie?" she asked. He nodded.
"Very good now that I had my hourly kiss." he smiled. Iola stood and smiled.
"Breakfast is served. She gestured towards the kitchen. The group walked into see that room service had left quite an expansive meal. Chet and the girls sat down.
"This is great!" chet said tearing into his eggs. "Are you ladies doing alright?" He asked. Iola raised an eyebrow.
"Alright, Chet?" she asked. Chet nodded. Iola got a twinkle in her eye.
"Oh, I see you were curious if Callie and I had taken a shower together while you were out. Sorry, no such luck." She smiled. Callie nearly broke out in a laugh.
"You got an evil side girl." she said "now Chet is going to be totally delusional about us thinking we are dykes." Chet smiled and shook his head.
"No, not at all." he said. Iola grinned.
"Just given ya shit Chet. Callie and I are not making out with each other, nor do we hate or have animosity with each other. We are cool." Chet smiled
"Good." he said. Iola smiled devilishly as Callie went to sit down.
"Though looking at those damn low riders you have to admit Cal has quite a nice ass." Chet coughed then smiled.
"Yep. I have to admit that! I love those jeans Cal." Callie blushed.
"Well, thank you.. Both." she said and started giggling into her eggs. Chet finished his breakfast and stood up. No sooner had the phone rang.
"Hello? Yes. Great. That worked out well! Thanks for all your help. Yes, we will be down then." he hung up.
"Plane will take off in another hour and fifteen minutes." Callie stood up.
"Wow, doesn't give us much time. Luckily we are all packed. Iola and I bought a couple bags for all the clothes which is good considering how much we have to carry." Iola nodded.
"I like the city here but will be nice to get back to Bayport and then even the hollow and work on the case. I was beginning to find myself a little out of place. I don't think I was meant for this type of royal treatment. Did you notice that despite having a massively huge hotel suite that we only used two rooms basically." Chet grinned
"Your right. We probably aren't meant to this life. Do you ladies have all our clothes packed? If so I will grab the jewels." Iola nodded.
"Yep, packed and ready to roll." Callie looked about the big suite.
"Well, it was nice but lets get on out of here and go back home." Iola brought out three large pieces of luggage. Chet hefted the Tiffany parcel up and they carried their goods to the elevator. A quick trip down found them in the main lobby. With the readily offered assistance they were helped to the limo with the luggage. Chet and the girls hopped in for their seemingly last limo ride to the airport. The driver sped towards JFK. The ride went uneventful as the ride was a little more relaxing than their cab ride into town. Twenty five minutes later they were at the airport. The driver assisted them with their luggage to baggage check in. Chet checked in to obtain their departure info. After making sure their luggage was tagged with the right flight they proceeded to the departure gate. After showing their boarding passes they were permitted to board the flight. They were seated in coach seats this time, which actually were only marginally smaller than the first class seats they had yesterday.
"Amazing how little more you get for an extra thousand dollars." chet said under his breath to his sister. She smiled agreeing.
"These seats seem just about as comfortable. I'd sooner save the money and buy a couch after the trip." Chet laughed. He looked to his sister who was proudly wearing her necklace and bracelet.
"Those really look great on you." he said. Callie nodded.
"They really do, Iola. Joe will go nuts I'm sure." Chet laughed.
"I'm sure he will after he knows what they cost." he looked to Callie and she waved her finger in front of him proudly. He smiled as the diamonds gleamed in all directions in the sunlight as it shown through the window of the jet.
"That is just an amazing ring Cal. Had they not given it to you I was certainly going to buy it for you." Callie raised her eyebrows.
"You would seriously buy me a ring for half a million dollars?" she asked him. Chet nodded.
"If I could afford it, sure. Your worth it. If it brought you an ounce of happiness the price would be well worth it." he said. Callie had a tear running down her cheek.
A moment later the captain announced they would be departing. Sure enough the doors were sealed and the plane backed out of the gate area. The plane got in line for takeoff. Luckily it didn't seem too long as Chet looked at his watch. He kept the 2PM appointment in mind. He looked over to Callie.
"You ok sweetness? I know you don't like to fly." Callie took a breath.
"I should be ok. No need to drink. I'm hear with you." she said. A moment later she tensed up as the engines roared to pressure and started streaking down the runway. Chet could feel her grip on his hand tighten as the jet leaped skyward. A few minutes later the plane had leveled off and was flying smoothly. Callie lightened her grip and smiled to him.
"I love you." she said.
"I love you too, Angel." She rested her head on his chest. Iola looked over to the two contented lovers. She hoped that soon she would at least be able to be with Joe. She figured they had at least another half hour flying time. Which would put them in Bayport a little before one in the afternoon. She looked over to Chet who was awake looking at the sleeping Callie.
"What's the plan when we get to Bayport?" she asked. Chet cleared his throat without sitting up.
"Well, I have a small business appointment around 2. Did you need to do something?" Iola smiled.
"Well, I did want to stop off and see some friends if we had the time." Chet nodded and smiled.
"Got to show off them nice clothes and jewels on someone, right? Mom will flip when she sees you wearing over $50,000 worth of jewelry." Iola smiled.
"Yeah she will. Will probably make me lock it in a bank vault." Chet laughed.
"Tell ya what. I can take you and Callie and drop you off with her car and let you got about while I get my business done then meet you after." Iola nodded.
"That can work." she said.
The flight went along smoothly and Callie got in a nap. At 12:49 the captain turned on the fasten seat belts light and announced their decent into Bayport. Chet shook Callie awake and told her to buckle up that they were landing soon. Callie yawned and smiled.
"Be happy when I am on the ground." she said. Chet nodded.
"I don't like flying much myself." Callie grinned.
"That's crap. You have flown around with Frank and Joe lots of times. And they are not even professional pilots." Chet nodded.
"True, but that didn't mean I wasn't freaking when they were flying me around on a case."
Gradually the plane lowered itself and within 5 minutes the plane was screeching to a halt at the Bayport airport. Callie smiled with favor as the pilot proceeded to taxi the aircraft to the arrival gate. A few minutes alter the flight attendant was opening the aircraft door. Chet and the girls alighted momentarily and quickly left the airport with their luggage for the taxi stand. They loaded the cab and got in.
"Downtown police station." Chet told the driver.
"Right." said the driver. He bust into traffic and was at the Bayport police station in 10 minutes. The group alighted. Chet paid the driver and the group headed for the impound lot. They officer tending to the impound duty recognized Chet and waved.
"Hey Chet. Did you have some long term parking?" he asked. Chet grinned and nodded.
"You know it, Riley." he said as they walked over to Iola's Volvo. After stowing all the goods in the trunk, Chet took the wheel and headed for their downtown offices where Callie's car was parked. The drive was brief as they were located a very short distance from the police station. Chet spied the offices of Hardy, Morton and Hardy agency. He pulled into the alley on the side of the building and drove slowly to the rear. They say Callie's old Buick parked by the rear entrance. Callie fished out her keys. Chet looked at his watch.
"Ok, it's 1:30, what say we meet back here around 3:00?" Iola and callie smiled.
"Perfect." Iola smiled and got out. Callie leaned over and kissed Chet.
"Miss me?" she asked blinking behind her metal spectacles. Chet smiled happily.
"Your damn right I will. See ya in a bit sweetness." he said and Callie got out and walked over to her car. Chet waited till Callie had started her car and they left before pulling out himself. He knew her car was not always reliable.
Chet turned back on to Pershing Street and headed of his meeting. 15 minutes later he pulled up before Bayport Land, title and abstract company. He took out his contract and the certified check. He headed in. A pleasant faced woman greeted him from behind a desk.
"Hello, may I help you?" she asked him. Chet smiled to the older woman, who was casually dressed and seemed the pleasant type.
"Yes, I am here to close on a home with James Henry for the house on 311 Bayview Ave." The woman smiled again.
"Yes, of course. Please go into the first door on the right." Chet smiled
"Thank you." he said and walked over and through the door. Seated at a large table was a man about 40, balding in a tennis shirt. He was seated next to a woman about 35 wearing a professional looking outfit. Another older man wearing a light grey suit was also seated at the table. He appeared about 60 and was writing intently. He looked up when Chet entered.
"Mr. Morton, I presume?" he asked. Chet nodded.
"Yes." he said. The man rose.
"Tom Allen, Bayport title company. This is Cindy Scott and James Henry, the seller of the home on Bayview." Chet smiled.
"Please to meet all of you." he said. Mr. Allen smiled again.
"This is a pretty routine transfer since you are paying cash in essence. This will allow you to take immediate possession and, of course, liability. I have been working the forms up. May I see your paperwork just to be sure we are all on the same page?" Chet took out his copy of the contract and the certified check. He placed them before Mr. Allen. He scrutinized them then looked up.
"Well, all appears to be in order here. Your funds are indeed certified and contracts match and that's it where the importance is. Now if both parties will sign these final sale contracts and transfers we should be able to record it. Oh, also Mr. Morton your half of a recording fee comes to $225." Chet nodded.
"Of course." he said and took out a checkbook. He issued a $225 check and gave it to Mr. Allen.
After what seemed to be a dozen forms, chet now held clear title to the property at 311 Bayview avenue. The title to be entered as owners: Chester A. Morton, Iola Leann Morton and Callie Shaw. Chet also was given a form to complete in the future upon an appropriate time to quick claim the property to Iola Leann Morton And Joseph William Hardy.
Chet also received the keys to the house and owner disclosure. After all was said and done Chet emerged from the meeting 45 minutes later. He smiled broadly to himself and looked at his watch. 2:43PM. Chet figured he had better get back to meet the girls. He started the car and folded the papers and placed them in his jacket. He placed an expansive key chain in his side pocket. He drive off again and made it back to the rear of the agency right before 3:00. Chet was not too early as Callie's beat up Buick shot into the alley. The girls got out and hopped back in with Chet.