Friends With Multiple Benefits (5 page)

The girls and women looked on in horror as the robe slipped off his shoulders. He grabbed for it with both hands. Tipping over, he ended up lying on his side curled up in the fetal position just as the unmistakable sound of tearing cloth rang out through the car.

One of the women grabbed four of the girls and covered their eyes with her forearms while the other woman looked on with keen interest.

Fearing the worst, he instinctively brought his hands to cover up his groin, but instead of finding his naked junk, he discovered fluffy cotton. He breathed a sigh of relief and carefully made his way to his feet, keeping all his naughty parts covered with what was left of his torn robe. He gave them an apologetic look. "Sorry about that."

"Looks like you owe the hotel a new robe." The engrossed woman flashed him a grin.

Craning his neck, he checked out the back of his frayed robe and shook his head. "
Wow,
that was close."

"Not, close enough," the woman muttered.

Brian shot her an uneasy smile. When the elevator doors finally opened, he stepped out holding the back of the torn robe safely over his naked ass. Then he walked in small steps toward the reception desk.

"Bye," the woman called after him as she watched, tilting her head, and following him as the elevator doors closed.

After being led to the massage room, Brian discovered Jillian laying on her back and getting her shoulders rubbed. Turning, he gave her a view of his torn robe.

She winced. "What the hell happened to you?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." The masseuse held a sheet up as he slipped off the robe and climbed on the massage table.

"Um, I would." Jillian giggled. "Remember I know you so I realize that pretty much anything is possible."

"That's true," he replied as the masseuse rearranged the sheet over his lower body.

"So, what happened to your robe?"

"Oh, it got caught in the elevator doors." He gave her an apologetic look. "I almost lost it. I mean, really lost it."

"How does something like that even happen?"

"I don't know. The elevator went up, the robe went down and the next thing I knew I was on the floor staring up to an entire horrified troupe of Brownies clutching the robe over
my
… my, you know…"

"They didn't see your…?" She shot him a horrified look.

"Almost, but no." He sighed. "Are you starting to see a pattern with me and these crazy situations?"

"Yes, I am."

"This one could have been bad. Real bad."

After the spectacular massages and a day spent gambling and relaxing in the sun with their closest friends, the two couples enjoyed dinner together. Brian managed to make it the whole day without any additional close calls involving his naked body and strangers.

Jillian had obtained the medical clearance from her doctor so the next day the two couples hopped on a non-stop flight to Honolulu to attend her son's hastily arranged small wedding. Thankfully, she only threw up once while in the air. Rob picked them up from the airport and as they drove, Rob said, "Dad is already here and he's not alone."

"So he has a new girlfriend?" Jillian asked.

"He says they're engaged."

"Well, that's great for him."

"She's really gorgeous in a sort of… wait, how can I put this delicately? Um, in a slutty way."

"That's putting it delicately?" Brian made a face.

"She's nice and everything, but she just dresses, you know…"

"I'm sure she's fine." Jillian rolled her eyes.

"You guys will meet her soon enough." Rob turned onto a mountain road. "But don't worry Dad is staying at a hotel. In fact, that's where we're having dinner. We have reservations at nine."

Rob pulled the car into the driveway of the three-bedroom house he was renting. It was about five miles from the coast just outside Honolulu.

Jillian
commented, "This
is even prettier than the pictures."

That night, Rob, Bridget, Jillian, Brian, Victoria, and Jim were enjoying drinks at the restaurant. George and a short, good-looking woman approached the table each carrying a beer bottle and laughing loudly. She appeared to be in her late thirties. The woman's enormous and obviously fake breasts were accentuated by her huge gaping cleavage and covered by a sheer top, which was nowhere near up to the task. Her bra was noticeably absent while her skirt was short and equally challenged at covering both her thighs and plump rear end.

Brian's eyes widened and he muttered, "Holy crap."

"What?" Jillian asked.

"Oh, nothing." Brian grabbed his drink and threw back a huge gulp.

Rob stood. "Dad."

"Rob." George tipped his bottle to his son.

Brian and Jim stood as the woman moved around them toward the empty seats as Rob began, "Everyone this is Cherry."

"Hiya."
Cherry sat and smiled to the group.

George leaned over to his ex-wife. "Jillian, how have you been?"

"I've been good."

George sat at the table as Rob returned to his seat. "Cherry this is my mother Jillian and her husband…" Rob made a face. "God, it still feels weird to say that."

"You've got to let it
go at
some point." Brian chuckled.

"I know. I know." Rob cleared his throat. "This is Brian. And that's Brian's brother Jim and his wife Victoria. They're newlyweds."

"Congratulations," Cherry said.

After everyone had
exchanged
pleasantries, Brian whispered in Jillian's ear, "Doesn't she look familiar to you?"

"What?" Jillian replied a little annoyed.

"Forget it. I'll tell you later." Brian emptied his glass and motioned for the waiter.

George said, "So, Jillian I hear congratulations are in order. You're having a baby?"

"Twins actually."

"Wow, isn't that something," George began. "You're going to be busy for a while."

"I know." After glancing at Cherry's rigid nipples, which were blasting out of the thin material of her top, Jillian narrowed her eyes. "Cherry, how did you two meet?"

"In Vegas," Cherry began. "I spotted Georgie at the pool of the Hard Rock Hotel and it was like magic."

"So, you are gambling again." Jillian shot him a sneer.

"Oh, just a little bit here and there." George gave her a wink. "I've found that my disposable income has really picked up recently."

"You mean the salary I'm paying you."

"Well, you could look at it that way." George shrugged. "Ever since the trial and when you sold the movie… let's just say life's been a little easier with all the extra income rolling in."

Jillian sighed then
announced, "This
is some great country we have. You've really got to hand it to our legal system. I mean, even after I discovered him cheating on me in our pool, he's still somehow entitled to half of my income… forever."

"Hey, I thought we were here to celebrate." George frowned.

"I'm just stating the truth."

"Wow," Bridget exclaimed. "Is that really how it works?"

"Yes, that's pretty much how it works at least in the state of Florida," Jillian replied.

"Let's not dwell on the past. I prefer to look forward." George smiled and turned to Cherry. "Right, babe?"

"That's right." The two
lovebirds
shared a kiss.

Jillian mumbled under her breath, "Yeah, he's looking forward to spending all of my money."

"What's that?" Victoria asked.

"Nothing."

Brian widened his eyes. "So, um what do you do for a living, Cherry?"

She took a swig of her beer. "I used to do a little modeling, but now I'm retired."

"Huh." Brian nodded then glanced nervously around the room.

"
Figures,
" Jillian mumbled softly then she forced a smile. "I mean, that's wonderful that you could retire at such a young age."

"I couldn't be happier."

"I could really use a drink," Jillian grumbled under her breath.

Cherry turned to Jillian. "I've got to tell you that I just love your books. They've given me and big George here a lot of good ideas, if you know what I mean."

Jillian fought back a cringe. "Thank you."

"We especially enjoyed the tea
blowjob
thingy didn't we, Georgie?"

"We sure did." The lucky man flashed his lady a grin.

"Oh…" Cherry shook her head. "I know what I wanted to ask you, Jillian."

"I've read
in
the author notes about how your recent books are based on your real life experiences and I've read some of the earlier books. You know, the ones you wrote while you were still married to Georgie. Are those based on real life experiences also?"

"What?" Jillian looked at her like she wanted to kill her.

"Yeah, because there's a part in
Lovers Lost
where the couple uses a Popsicle stick and when I tried that with Georgie, he didn't really like it." She shrugged. "Maybe I did something wrong?"

Jillian gave Cherry a fake smile then turned to Brian and whispered, "Make her stop."

"Answer the question, Jillian." George took a sip of his beer then motioned to the waiter. "Please tell them where you got the inspiration for your earlier work because I don't recall the two of us, you know, doing a lot of, let's call it, Popsicle experimentation."

"George and Cherry, some of my writing is based on real-life experiences, but almost all of my earlier writing I owe to having one hell of a vivid imagination." She shot them a snarky look.

"It's nice to see a divorced couple who can get along as well as you do." Cherry put her hand on George's arm.

"You think this is getting along?" Jillian widened her eyes. "Cherry, have you been married before?"

"Sure, four times," she began. "Hey, in my book,
anytime
the cops aren't called you are getting along pretty well."

"That's one way to look at it." Jillian shot Brian a look.

As more drinks and appetizers were served the discussion turned to the wedding, Bridget's pregnancy, and Jim and Victoria's wedding. After dinner, a lot more
conversation,
and a few more drinks, George and Cherry exchanged some whispers and private giggles and said they were tired. The semi-trashy couple headed up to their suite while Rob drove everyone else back to the house.

Once inside, Brian mumbled something about not feeling well and rushed to his room. Jillian headed to the kitchen with Bridget to get a cup of tea.

A few minutes later, Jillian entered the guest room and found Brian on the bed with
the computer
on his lap. Her gaze was immediately drawn to the explicit action on the screen. She scoffed. "I can't believe you're watching porn."

"I'm not."

She moved to him and shook her head. "Um, it really looks like you're watching porn."

"But, I'm not."

"Okay, but that guy is naked and that woman has his penis in her mouth. I'm not a porn expert, but it really seems like porn to me."

"This
is
porn but I'm not watching it, per say."

"Okay, whatever…" She made a face. "I brought you some tea."

"Thanks." He turned the screen toward her and gave her a look. "Check this out."

"If you want a blowjob tonight all you have to do is ask." She grimaced. "I don't need an instructional video."

"No, I'm not doing this to get a… but, wait, that would be kinda nice." He smiled then shook it off. "Just look at the woman."

"What about her?" She squinted at the screen.

"Notice anything special about her?"

On screen, the woman was performing oral sex on a guy with a super-long penis. After focusing on the tip for a moment and running her hand along the nearly foot-long length of the monster, she pressed her mouth all the way to his groin and his manhood disappeared.

"Holy crap, she can really, um, you know." Jillian's look of wonder morphed into a frown. "But don't get any ideas. I'm not trying that again."

"I know," he grumbled. "Look at her face."

"Oh my God." Her jaw dropped open. "Is it?"

"It is." Brian nodded. "It's Cherry."

"Hold on. I've got to get Victoria."

Ninety seconds later, Jillian returned to the room with Victoria and Jim. Victoria was wearing a sheer nighty and Jim was shirtless in a pair of shorts.

"Show them," Jillian said cheerily.

Brian hit the play button and the new couple witnessed the extraordinary disappearing penis act. Jim
grumbled, "This
is fantastic. I was just about to get involved in something similar in the next room when your wife interrupted us. Why are we here?"