I Feel Lucky by cmsix

Chapter 48

The whirlwind in my head had slowed to a circular breeze but the action in the kitchen looked like it might stir things back up. On the other hand, food seemed to be appearing and there were a lot of pretty women to look at and play with.

The only thing stopping me was my ignorance. Not my general ignorance, my specific ignorance, to wit, I couldn't remember which women were Jacob's and which were mine. I knew that all my newbies were generally younger than Jacob's, except for the two daughters, and I had them down.

Yesterday had been easy and the tell I'd used then is what caused me to be sure to fix Jade and Brenda, his two unmarried new girls, in my mind.

Crafty little Jimmy boy had realized early on that all of Jacob's new tribe wore wedding rings, except for Jade and Brenda, while none of mine except Julia did. It gave me a false feeling of knowing what was going on and I hadn't paid enough attention to faces.

This morning there wasn't a wedding ring on any of them. No doubt they didn't think they should wear them anymore and I was fine with that. I was also lost as a goose. No doubt they'd let me know if I made a faux pas.

Sherilyn sidled over near me then and asked, "What are you confused about this morning baby?"

"I can't remember which titties are for me and which ones are Jacob's," I said, admitting it.

"No worries about that, they're all for you if you want them and Jacob knows which ones aren't his. If you see a titty you like, squeeze it," she said, giving me a really nasty grin.

I squeezed one of hers to stall for time, and while I was at it I kissed her good and moved on to her ass cheeks for a little fondling. By now it was getting good to me, and I was half a mind to take her somewhere so we could get more naked. Just then an arm came around me from behind and a hand gently cupped my balls through my jeans.

"I see what you're up to, Jimmy, but you don't have time for it now," Mom said, causing me to break off the kissing if not the fondling.

"I'm lost here Mom, I can't tell Jacob's women from mine and Sherilyn is telling me not to bother," I said, and I'm sure it sounded a lot like whining.

"Sherilyn is right, but I know you'll need convincing. Head for the office with Sherilyn, and I'll be there in a minute," Mom said.

We weren't in there two minutes when Mom came in with two women. Actually I recognized them as Jacob's other mother and daughter pair. I knew Brenda's name but I didn't remember her mother's.

"Jimmy, meet Demi and Brenda," Mom said.

She floored me then by spitting out the keyphrase and password and putting them both under. Right off she told them to be perfectly truthful with us and then she started a little third degree.

I knew the score when they were through answering questions and I was ahead, way ahead, even though I still felt a little guilty. I'm sure that all Jacob's other women had received the same instructions these two had.

Basically he'd told them that I was the main attraction around here. He didn't put himself down in the deal but he had let them know that he owed me big time and that they should thank me for him, every chance they got.

Somehow it didn't bother me as much as it had before. I could already see that with this 'control' I'd stumbled onto, one person had to be at the top of the heap and thankfully I was elected. So far the beauty of the deal was that after their treatment, the others were fine with it, Jacob too.

It did get me thinking though. Whoever was at the top of the other heap we knew about was a turd, at least, and probably some maniac politician. That wasn't good from my point of view. The asshole, whoever he was, had taken over not only all these people, but my Dad too. That little detail pissed me off.

We were going to get my Dad back. It was my highest priority. Next in line was everyone we could grab up and down the chain. The big man had made a fuckup, or at least someone in the line had. They'd humped the dog badly by letting me get hold of Sherilyn and I was going to make them pay dearly for the favor.

In the mean time, Demi and Brenda were back with us. I pulled Demi into my lap for a little kissing, titty petting, and a good old-fashioned finger fucking and then I gave Brenda some of the same. I could tell from glancing at Mom that she didn't think I had time to give them both a good screwing so I had to keep things down to a roar.

"I know you haven't had any pussy yet this morning, Jimmy, but we still have things to do. You need to drive over to the range and calm Al and Scotty. It would be even better if you could get one or both of them over here for a few minutes.

"Julian, Marsha and Francis have taken to their 'knock out' duties with a will. It won't hurt a thing for Al and Scotty to get a treat before they get started," Mom said.

"A little treat that means they don't have free will any longer," I said, and I'm sure I was pouting.

"Everybody works for someone, Jimmy. The procedure just means they'll be loyal. Does it seem like I don't have any free will?" Mom asked.

I don't know why I was having such a hard time paying attention to and believing what my mother, and Sherilyn too, told me. I knew I'd stepped in it again by flapping my lips. The bad part was that I didn't know what I was talking about half the time and I knew that too.

Nothing in my life had prepared me for the kind of responsibility that was ultimately mine now. I didn't have the knowledge or experience to make informed decisions about what we were doing. I had to pull my head out of my ass, even if it was warm and cozy up there.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I think I'm just frustrated because I'm sure I'm not up to this."

"Don't worry. Sherilyn and I and the others are going to make sure that things work out. I don't want you to hesitate to speak up when something doesn't sound right to you either. You have an excellent sense of fair play. We'll just let you know when fair play isn't called for."

Finally she'd said something that did give me a clue. As I thought about it I realized that all the hogwash school had taught me about our government was just that, hogwash. We didn't have government of, by, and for the people. It was of, by, and for the powerful.

The 'golden rule' was another thing that was shit. Preachers weren't trying to save souls, they were shearing the flock, fucking the flock's children, and telling the parents it was choir practice.

I guess those altar boys needed a lot of practice singing. More likely they practiced playing slobber blues on the priest's meat flute. Maybe the light would shine for me sooner or later. Truth and justice had nothing to do with the American way.

The door chime went off then and Mom said it was probably Scott, here early, to get a look at the new inside work. It was, and his wife was with him. He introduced us all and then Sherilyn took Zeena, Scott's wife, to the study for a little talk.

Mom called Joni to come over from the kitchen and the cute little thing was front and center in seconds. Joni was a tasty little blonde with big blue eyes and a really sexy voice.

After the introduction to Scott, Joni took him upstairs to give him the lowdown.

Sherilyn peeked out of the office as Scott and Joni headed upstairs. She asked me to come in for a minute or two and I did.

Zeena, Scott's wife, was sitting on a couch, buck-naked.

"Doesn't she have the nicest titties?" Sherilyn asked.

They were good ones. Not obscenely large but easily a C cup. The best was her nipples. They were erect now and poked out at least an inch. They were also fat ones, nearly as big around as a quarter.

"You do have nice titties Zeena, and your nipples are great," I said.

I was surprised when she blushed and then I realized that she wasn't in the trance like I'd thought at first. She just happened to be sitting on the couch naked.

"Thank you, Jimmy. I've always thought they were too big, even if Scott loves them. Sherilyn said she really liked them too," Zeena said, blushing more.

"I think I need to get a little taste, just to be sure," I said, sitting beside her.

She came into my arm eagerly and I kissed her lips, getting a tongue attack for my trouble. Of course I had a titty in my hand as soon as possible and Zeena sighed when I gave one of the great nipples a little pull.

"God, they get me so horny too. I just know my pussy is wet already," she said.

Who could pass up an offer like that? I let the titty go and moved my hand between her knees. She spread wide when I did, so as I bent my head to inhale the nipple, I slid my hand up to her pussy for a quick fingering.

Zeena was turned on big time. I tripped her trigger with only a little finger work and nipple sucking. When I let her she slipped back to lie on the couch.

I wanted to fuck her but I knew I didn't have time. I was going to make time to see how her cute little pussy tasted though. It was great, as I'd expected.

I gave her a kiss on the lips a minute later and Sherilyn walked to the study's door with me.

"Thanks for showing me that?" I said, kissing her too.

"I knew you want to see those, it's too bad you're so busy today. I think Zeena and I could show you a good time but I know duty calls you," she said, giggling and shutting the door in my face.

Oh well, maybe Zeena would be coming out to the job with Scott often. Anyway, it was time for the little detail Mom wanted me to get out of the way this morning.

I found Gail and Kathleen again and we took my Vette over to the shooting range. It was open early this morning because a lot of people liked to shoot on Sundays.

Apparently not many people wanted lessons on Sunday though, because Al wasn't busy when we went in. He did have about ten million questions for me. I calmed him down and worked my way around to asking him to come over to our house for a few minutes so Dad's secretaries could get the payment details straight.

Payment details my ass; they intended to get Al's dick straight and then a mind-altering finger up his ass. I was sure he'd enjoy himself though. When we arrived, Al following in his own car, we took him into the study and introduced him to our tricking team, then Gail, Kathleen and I slipped out so Marsha, Francis and Julian could make Al's day.

Al must have been a good boy, because they worked him over twice. I know that the second time must have been just for fun. Mom sent them out after they were done and she had a few private words with Al.

When he left, Al had instructions to send Scotty over here for a session of his own and a check for three hundred thousands dollars in his pocket. He was also supposed to get the other instructor over here for his treatment.

I went into the study to see what Mom was up to.

"I must say Al was much easier to deal with after Marsha, Julian, and Francis showed him how the cow ate the cabbage. He really does think that the Barretts are too much gun for the women but he promised that he'd get all the men set up and shooting well with them," Mom said.

"I guess we'll have a miniature army of our own before long," I said, trying once again to be funny.

"We'll probably need it. There's a damned good chance that the ones we're up against have a real army. Our country's army in fact," Mom said, and she didn't make it sound a damned bit funny.

We left the study and I intended to get some more coffee before anything else happened. I almost didn't make it since the door went off again.

I answered and there were probably thirty men outside. Even I could figure out that Scott or Joni must have called them. Joni showed up with Scott before I had to even say hello. She took over and in seconds four of the men were headed upstairs with she and Scott while the others headed for their pickups for tools and such.

Gail and Kathleen were at the counter when I got there. Strangely, I couldn't see anyone else anywhere.

"Where is everybody?"

"In the pool," Kathleen said, giggling.

"With all these men working in the house?"

"We made sure to close all the blinds and curtains and Joni knew how to shut off the electric controls so they can't be opened. She, Karita, Katrine and Klara will be upstairs riding herd to make sure no peeking goes on while the rest of us are out in the pool naked for an hour or two," Gail said.

"It's a good thing too. Judith couldn't keep her mouth shut and she's been bragging about your dick all morning. We might have a revolt on our hands if you don't take it out to the pool and let the new girls play with it for a while," Kathleen said, openly laughing at me now.

"As long as they all understand that it's loaded, and could go off," I said, heading for the pool and dropping my clothes on the way.

"It better go off, a time or two at least," Kathleen said, slapping me on my naked ass and running for the pool.

I knew that some of the girls were off doing things this morning but there was still a lot of pussy in my pool. Including my mother's. I dove in and headed for her first. When I go there I pulled her in for a sound kissing and then picked her dainty ass up and set her on the edge. Pushing her knees apart gently, I had my tongue up her pussy as fast as I could get it there.

There were oohs and ahhs for real behind me for this stunt and soon enough there were plenty of hands feeling and rubbing all over me. After Mom yelped and then pushed me away, the girls took command of my lily-white body.

They put me on the edge like I had Mom and then they lined up so they could all give Junior a lick and a promise. I wondered again what the poor people were doing and then I just concentrated on running my fingers through the hair of whoever had my dick in her mouth at the time.

All good things must... and all that crap. Klara didn't look so much like the end of a good thing when she came out to the pool, wearing only a T-shirt that gave me a pervert's eye look at her cute pussy lips as she walked up. I was still on the edge of the pool and had an eye level look as she stood beside me.

She had some bad news though. Al was on the phone and he needed to talk to me. It might not even be bad news, but it would mean I'd have to go into the house. Klara had been thinking ahead and she'd snagged my jeans off the floor of the kitchen on her way to get me.

I picked up on the kitchen extension when I got to it.

"Jimmy, this is Al. Paul, the other instructor, came in early and he agreed to keep an eye on the place with me so Scotty could come to your place for his meeting. Will it be ok if Scotty comes over there now?"

"Sure thing, Al. Give us fifteen minutes and send him on," I said, and he rang off.

I went back to the pool to fetch Mom, Marsha, Francis, Julian and Sherilyn. Mom was glad about the fast progress and the five of them dressed and baited the trap, leaving me to get the door when Scotty got here.

Scotty was right on time, and I showed him into the study where the women were waiting. Mom had decided to keep Sherilyn company in the closet this time.

I guess the girls didn't find Scotty to be nearly as much fun as Al. They sent him packing with his check for a half million in less than an hour. From the way Mom was taking names and kicking asses about the guns and scopes, I figured he'd need more than that to cover the purchases. Someone else could work that out thank God.

Scotty would be sending Paul as soon as he was back in place, so I couldn't get far from the door. Mom sent Julian out to the pool to tell the first group of trainees that it was nearly time to go to the range but she was back in the study before Paul made it.

When he did get here I sent him right in to his fate. Apparently Julian, Marsha and Francis had wanted to dally with Paul a little too, but Mom made him take his check and haul his ass. He needed to be at the range when the women arrived and they were leaving within minutes.

Six young women came downstairs just then and I realized that they were all mine. Tiffany was among them and I guessed that since she wasn't as new as the others that she was leading the pack for now.

I'd barley finished giving them all a good kiss and asscheek inspection when the Limo for them drove up. Mom went out to talk to the driver, instructions no doubt, and then she came back.

"I went to see him because I could tell that he was one of our regulars. When he lets them out he'll be back for his promotion?" she said.

"Promotion?"

"Yes, Marsha, Francis, and Julian are about to put him on full time. I'm going to give the full treatment to all our regular drivers. I might even do every driver that company has. We don't need anyone flapping their lips about what is going on out here and it won't hurt a thing for the Limo drivers to be trained, armed, and dangerous," she said.

"That is a good idea, even though I'd never have thought of it. What about Julian, Marsha, and Francis, aren't they getting tired of being fucked by every man that come into the study?"

"I worried about that right before Al and so I asked them. I'm sure it's something to do with this treatment, but they said it's an extra thrill when they know they're taking over a new recruit for their Master, that means you by the way," Mom said, and then laughed.

"That's just wrong, calling me Master," I said.

"I know it must seem that way to you, Jimmy, since I raised you. I can relate to it though. I thought about it while they were doing Scotty and I knew I could do it too if I needed to.

"That doesn't mean that I want to, but I know I could and that I'd enjoy it. I don't think they really enjoy the sex. I think it's knowing that they're doing something for you," she said.

I didn't even want to know about this anymore so I quit asking questions. There was no doubt that I was going to have to grow up and at least resign myself to the new responsibilities of my life. Hell, to me it seemed like what I'd imagined a president or someone like that might have to go through.

Mom said I could go enjoy myself for a while and I almost headed back toward the pool. Some hammering and banging from upstairs caught my attention though so I headed that way.

I saw Joni in the hall; she was about to go into one of the bedrooms. When she noticed me she stopped and waited.

"Want to see what's going on?" she asked.

"I'd like to if it isn't too much trouble," I said.

"It's for you, it can't be too much trouble," she said, giving me a big smile.

"Owner coming to look around," she said, yelling it down the hall.

"What was that for?" I asked.

"To let them know you're headed their way, so they can stop scratching their balls and look like they're working," she said, grinning at me this time.

"You'll be a big hit with all of them if you yell that out yourself every time you head up here," she said.

I was shocked as we walked toward the end of the wing. When we got past the last bedroom that wasn't going to be changed, all the rest of the walls were just gone. All the carpet was gone too.

Joni told me that they would be moving even faster if Karita hadn't decided that they could save enough of the paneling and carpet so that they could use it again when they started putting things back together.

"It isn't a move to save money, in fact, with the cost of labor it will cost a little more. The reason we're doing it this way is so we can finish faster.

"It takes a little more time and care to take it down without ripping it out, but we won't have a big pain in the ass trying to match what's already here. Since most of the space we're freeing up will be for the giant bed and since there won't be nearly as many walls going back as we took out we'll have plenty of material.

"I'm hoping we can be done in two weeks now. The biggest thing that will have to be new is the bed and it will occupy most of the space. Your bedroom will mostly be a giant bed and then walkways around it so people can get in," she said.

"What about the closets, and bathrooms?" I asked.

"Same thing mostly. There are plenty of cabinets that can be moved around for the bathroom and all the closets need are walls and space. Furniture will take care of drawers and such. This house is perfect for this type of job.

"Even if he is an asshole, Art made sure this place was solid as a rock. The roof trusses are twice as strong as they needed to be and they're on sixteen-inch centers instead of twenty-four inch centers. The floor trusses are the same way," she said.

I didn't understand how the trusses could be made stronger even if you did pay more. It seemed to me that wood was wood and it was only so strong. I knew I'd sound ignorant but I couldn't stop myself from asking.

"Oh, wood is wood alright, so if you want something wooden to be stronger you use more wood. I'll have them take down a ceiling panel if you want a good look, or you can climb up into one of the scuttle holes if a peek is good enough.

"These trusses aren't made of normal dimension lumber. Every part of them is built of laminated wood. Instead of having a doubled two-by-eight for the top stringer in the truss, there are eight one-by-fours glued together.

"So the material is four inches wide, nominal size, instead of the normal two inches. The eight boards that make up the stringer also have different grain structure for each board. What really floored me was the grade of lumber used in the trusses.

"Since dimension lumber wasn't used, Art wasn't stuck with number one common. Lumber that's one inch thick has higher grades since it is normally used for finish work. Every stick in those trusses is C grade lumber. That means there isn't even a pin knot in it anywhere.

"You mean there is actually someone in a sawmill that has to look at every board that comes out to see if it has knots in it?" I asked, amazed.

"Oh, Jimmy, I'm sorry. I should have realized you wouldn't know what I was talking about," she said, blushing a little.

"Well, I think I can understand why eight one-by-fours glued together will be stronger than two two-by-eights nailed together, but I didn't have any idea that there were grades of lumber according to how many knots it had."

"It's actually more complicated than that but you don't want to get into all of it I'm sure," she said.

"Now that you mention it, I'll just let it go knowing that we have the best boards money can buy."

"You do have that, or at least they're better than I've ever seen Art use before," she said.

"What if the wood gets wet, won't that make the glue let go?"

"When I said glue, I didn't mean Elmer's. When lumber for construction is laminated, they do it with special adhesives and under pressure. The men didn't glue it together on site," she said, grinning again.

I surrendered then and didn't ask any more questions. If they said it would work that's all I really cared about anyway. I could also tell that the men who must be plumbers knew exactly what they were doing too. They had several pieces of thick plywood pulled up and they seemed to have a man crawling around inside the floor.

I didn't ask any questions about that though. I was hoping that my construction lesson was over for the day. I think that Joni figured it out too.

"Is that about it for you inspection today, Mr. Breslin?" she asked, and I'm sure it was her official architect voice.

"Everything looks much better than I thought it would. I'll get out of the way now and leave it in your capable hands," I said.

She walked out with me as I headed back downstairs and I stopped us before I went down.

"Just so you'll know how much I appreciate your efforts, I'm going to fuck you good in that big bed as soon as it's ready," I said, whispering it in her ear.

"You do know how to motivate your workers," she said, blushing.