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As we sailed into Akarana Marina I asked Ryker about what he wanted me to do. Aaron was already tidying up the ropes, halyards, etc., up at the bow, and I wanted to do my bit.Ryker responded. “Just go below and get your stuff packed Nique. Then look for anything in the fridge that needs to go in the freezer or thrown out. We don’t need to do much today as I will come down and tidy the boat tomorrow morning. You could get Aaron to sort out the crayfish and fish we are each taking. I’ve put some white tape on the feelers of the two crayfish you caught, and remember the butterfish are for your Dad.”Once docked and all was sorted we carried our gear up to Ryker’s car. Well, not exactly a regular car, it was a Porsche Cayenne TurboS E-Hybrid. I knew enough about cars to know that this was a very expensive machine. My father was nuts about cars and car racing. He always pointed out flash cars when we drove anywhere, telling me about them and how much they cost.Aaron insisted I sit in the front, and he get in the back. I admit to being slightly embarrassed when Ryker pulled up our drive. We lived in a middle-income area called Glendowie, but our house had once been a State House. Although my parents had renovated it over the years and were very proud of the garden and landscaping, the Porsche sitting in the drive made our house look very ordinary. Aaron saw my discomfort and leaned over the seat. “Don’t ever be worried about where you come from, or your family’s circumstances. I came from a much rougher area than this and Ryker has never commented once on my situation.”“I thought you lived a few doors away from Ryker?”“That was after my mother and father split and mum remarried. I was brought up in a very rough part of town until I was fourteen,” he replied.Before commenting any further I saw my mother bounding down our front steps, rushing to embrace me as I stepped from the car.“Oh! Am I glad to see you home. I know you said you were OK, but it was such a terrible storm and I was worried? Your father has called twice in the last hour asking if you were home yet.”I looked at my watch and saw it was 5:10 pm so my father would not be home for another twenty minutes. Ryker was not attempting to get out of the car. I could see he was keen to get going. But Aaron got out and walked around to say hello to my mum, taking her hand as he introduced himself.Embarrassing! My mum acted like a silly teenager, smiling at him and blurting out, “Oh! You are so tall and handsome!”Then she turned her attention on Ryker and told him to come inside, as my Dad would be home in a few minutes and would want to meet them both.Ryker gave me a resigned look and climbed out from behind the wheel. And if I thought my mum had been bad with Aaron, she was ten times worse with Ryker. At six foot two and the looks of a Latin gigolo, I wanted to tell her to close her mouth. But thankfully she pulled herself together, then turned and led the way into our house. I don’t think the boys would have noticed. (I hoped.) But my mother’s walk was far from normal. Her hips had taken on a sexy, inviting swing.We had just sat down in the lounge, and mum was firing questions at the guys when I heard my father pull into the drive and park behind Ryker’s Porsche. Thank god, I thought. Maybe now my mum will tone it down. After Dad entered the lounge and introductions were made, Aaron took him aside and asked where he should put all the seafood we had for them. While this was attended to in the kitchen Mum and I sorted out my washing. I listened to the guys explaining what each package was and pointing out the crays and the butterfish I had caught for him.Congregating back in the lounge, my mother continued with her questions. Embarrassingly, she continued to flirt openly with Ryker. I looked to my father to see if he might discourage her, but he seemed mildly amused by her flirtatious behaviour.I whispered to Aaron that I was embarrassed about my mum.“Don’t worry!” he countered. “I’ve seen many women acting much worse around Ryker. He has that effect on them.”“But my dad is almost encouraging her,” I replied.“And I’ve seen that before as well. So relax, we’ll get going in a minute. I will be working the next few days, maybe even over the weekend, and will stay up at the job. But I’ll call you each night if that is okay?” And lowering his voice he asked me to give some thought about moving in with him.I answered that I looked forward to his calls and would talk to my Dad about leaving home. Before I knew it the Porsche was backing down the drive, leaving me with a hollow, lonely feeling in my stomach.Mum went out to the kitchen to get started on dinner, leaving my Dad and me alone. I immediately thought about how I should approach him regarding moving in with Aaron. However, before I got a word out, my father stunned me by stating, “Well, I guess you will be thinking about leaving home now. We had a better plan for how we will break that to your mother.” He had a big grin on his face.“How did you know I may want to leave home?” I asked. Incredulous, as I thought he would be anti my leaving.“One look at you and Aaron, told me how close you are. Then, when we were out at the freezer, I asked him what he did for a living and where he lived. He gave me a good marketing blurb about how acceptable he would be as a son-in-law. Of course, güvenilir bahis he didn’t realise he was doing it, but I read between the lines. When do you intend to leave?”I looked at my father in amazement. We had always been close so I really expected a lot more opposition. “I hadn’t really even decided if I was going to move in with him. He only asked me this morning. But your acceptance of my leaving has just made up my mind.”“Oh! Trust me I don’t want you to go, but it will inevitably happen sometime. He seems a pretty stable sort of guy, and you two seem to jell well together. I would probably be more uneasy if it were anyone else. You are very young though. I would rather you were a bit older and had had some more life experience.”“Well, it won’t be for a week or so. Aaron has to catch up on his work and thinks he will have to stay at the worksite over the weekend.”Then Dad questioned me about Ryker and informed me that his car would have cost over NZ$300,000. “Imagine spending that much on a car!” he exclaimed.I told him Ryker’s circumstances, then asked him about mum flirting with Ryker, saying how much it had embarrassed me. But of course, I didn’t tell Dad that Ryker was building a dungeon under his house. Although, with my Dad’s subsequent comments, I wondered if that would have been quite acceptable to him.“Your mum has always flirted, I was not her first, nor will I be her last.” He said.“Are you not jealous of her flirting around?” I asked. Somehow it was easier to talk to my father about these things than with my mother.He explained that they had been very open in their marriage in the early years. Then when we shifted homes, when I was about nine, the new group of friends they had made were very liberal. He didn’t say as much, but I guessed they had been to a few parties like the party we had had on our final night at Barrier Island.———————-At work on Thursday, the girls asked me about my weekend away. I didn’t say much more than that I had met a guy I really liked. I tried to search for Natalie at lunchtime, but she was nowhere to be seen. However, that night Gabriel called, asking about my weekend and could he take me out this Saturday night.I told him that it had been an incredible weekend and that I had met a guy I liked. I heard the disappointment in his voice at my exuberant reply, so hastened to tone things down. I said I wouldn’t be available Saturday but could meet him for lunch the following week. On hanging up he said he would call me again some time.I felt pretty guilty, having already turned him down to go on the sailing trip. He was a nice guy, and if I hadn’t met Aaron I would have been very happy with the attention he was paying me.Friday I again looked for Natalie in the lunchroom. Just as I was finishing my sandwiches Natalie walked into the lunch area. I waved her over to sit with me and I struck up a conversation with her while she ate.She asked me about my weekend away between mouthfuls. This surprised me as I didn’t realise she knew I’d been away. She told me that she had run into one of my girlfriends over the weekend, and they had said where I was.So I told her about meeting a guy on the trip and thinking of moving in with him. I wanted to ask her about the older man I had heard she had been seeing. But I was saved from having to ask, as when I mentioned that Aaron was ten years older than me, she got a funny look on her face and blurted out that I should be careful.I asked her what she meant but she seemed reluctant to say anymore, seemingly very embarrassed. It took some cajoling from me to get her to open up, and then it was only to tell me that she and an older guy that she had been going with had broken up.I told her a bit more about Aaron, trying not to be too boastful but, also to allay her fears about his being too old. Again I tried to steer her back to why she had broken up with her man. But she kept evading the questions.Finally, I asked her outright. “Natalie, I want to know why you told me to be careful? My Dad likes Aaron, but I’m very young and would really like some advice from someone my age. I have no one else to ask. You know how flighty most of my other girlfriends are. I would value anything you can tell me.”Natalie anxiously looked around. “I can’t talk to you here, it’s a long story, and I need to get back to work. Also, it turned into a fucked up experience and I’m far too embarrassed to tell anyone about him.”I motioned to her to relax, then mentioned that a lot of my weekend away was something I couldn’t share with anyone.“What are you doing tonight? You could come around to my place. I have my Dads’ old stereo up in my bedroom. We could listen to music and share our experiences if you want.”Then, Natalie hesitated for a second, “I’d actually like that. What time?”“Come for dinner. We’re having seafood that I caught on the weekend, and there is heaps. I’ll help mum cook it, so if you arrive around 6:30 you can sit and watch, or even help us if you want.”As Natalie got up to leave she turned to me, and I saw she was blushing. “Turns out he was married, and before I found that out we had done some pretty crazy stuff. Stuff that I am too embarrassed to tell anyone about, but I will try and help you if I can.”The day dragged once I got back to the laboratory. I did phone mum to tell her who I had coming güvenilir bahis siteleri around and that I had asked her to have dinner with us.Natalie turned up bang on 6:30, so we sat her down at the kitchen table with a glass of wine while mum and I cooked. Then, after a fantastic feed of scallops, crayfish, etc., and lots of semi rude jokes from my father, we excused ourselves and headed up to my bedroom with the remains of a bottle of Chardonnay.Once I had the music playing and both our glasses full, I asked her what had gone wrong with her affair. She was still reluctant to talk, so I tried to break the ice by telling her about running along Peachgrove Bay, totally nude, with Ryker and Aaron watching. I didn’t intend to say a lot more and fortunately didn’t have to as I was saved by a knock on the door, and my mother handed the phone through to me, saying it was Aaron.I flapped my hands excitedly at Natalie and mouthed. “It’s him!” Then I proceeded to ask him where he was and what he’d been doing. Finally, he managed to get a word in and asked me what I was doing. I giggled and told him I was with Natalie and had just this minute told her about our time on the beach at Peachgrove Bay. In a startled voice, he asked, “What, you told her about Ryker and I sharing you on the rock?”“No!” I gasped. “I just told her about my running along the beach in the nude.” Then teasing him I added. “But I could tell her about that. She might be very jealous.”He laughed and said I could tell her what I liked, but he would like to be there to see her face. Then he informed me he really had to stay on the job over the weekend. And that he would probably call me about lunchtime Sunday to tell me what time he would be home. So after telling him I was missing him and couldn’t wait until Sunday night, we hung up.Natalie was looking at me with a surprised look, “I heard most of that you know. Did you really sleep with him and his friend?”I blushed crimson, exclaiming, “God I’m embarrassed!” I had never given it a thought that she might be able to hear Aaron.But before I could offer anything else to cover the shame that had my face feeling like an oven, she interrupted.“Maybe we’re not so different. I didn’t think you were a prude exactly, but you don’t come across as someone who would often step outside the boundaries. I’d like to hear all that happened on your weekend, and then I’ll try and explain some of what happened to me.”After telling her a diluted version of Ryker taking photos of Aaron and me, that turned into three of us making love on the beach at Peachgrove Bay, Natalie opened up a bit herself.She told me that when her family moved to Auckland they didn’t know anyone. Their next-door neighbours were a little younger than her parents, but they hit it off well. They had two children aged six and three. About a month after they had moved in they asked her to babysit as they wanted to go to a movie. The babysitting quickly turned into an almost weekly occurrence.Then one Thursday night, when she was babysitting, there was a knock on the door. When she looked out the window she saw Brenda’s elder brother. She had met him a couple of times and therefore was happy to open the door and let him in. He told her he had had a massive argument with his wife and wanted to stay the night. She said to him that Brenda and Mike were due home at about 10:30, and he had replied that he would sit with her and wait until they got home.They had talked. She said he was funny. He made her laugh and treated her like an adult. When Brenda and Mike arrived home he said he had calmed down and would go back home and face the music. However, he insisted that he would walk Natalie home, even though it was just next door. She soon realised that it was just an excuse to ask for her phone number, away from the ears of his sister. He further surprised her by leaning in and giving her a quick kiss outside her front door.He had then called her a couple of times over the weekend, asking to see her. But she had declined, thinking him far too old. She figured that he must be nearly forty, as she was sure Brenda was thirty-six. But the next few days she found she couldn’t stop thinking about him. When babysitting the following Friday, Jim turned up again. This time it was about half an hour after Brenda and Mike had left for the movie. She was surprised at how happy she was to see him and within minutes they were kissing. Soon after that, we’re on the rug in the lounge fucking like rabbits.“He was so experienced. I was a virgin. He put a towel down on the rug and he had a tube of lubricating gel. It was all well planned. I should have known then that he was taking advantage of me. But I thought I was in love and he talked about leaving his wife. So I just went along with everything he wanted after that,” she said, looking ashamed of herself.“Don’t be ashamed,” I burst out. “I had a married man who took advantage of me. It was him that took me away sailing for the weekend, where I met Aaron. So sometimes it can turn out alright.”“But you don’t know the half of it.” she cried out. “It gets a lot worse.”She explained that Jim came around the following two times she babysat and always left before Brenda and Mike arrived home. They had fantastic sex each time, but he kept pressuring her to go out with him. She had iddaa siteleri finally succumbed, and the following Friday night walked down to the dairy at the corner to meet him. He took her to a party over in another suburb. She had had a wonderful night, dancing with him and several of his mates. He was a real gentleman all night, and they had parked up and made love on the way home.She had agreed to meet him again the following Friday night, same arrangement, meeting outside the corner dairy. Her mother had wanted to know who she was meeting and if it was a boyfriend. But Natalie had just told her it was girls from work, and they were going to party at one of the girl’s homes.“The party was at a different house this time,” Natalie explained. “But some of the same guys were there. I danced with Jim most of the night, but one of his mates did interrupt us a few times and whisked me around the dance floor. He was a lot younger. A mate from Jim’s work, he told me. I was getting a bit tipsy, and I now realise that they were probably spiking my drinks.”She paused. It appeared like she was plucking up the courage to go on.“Jim’s mate was letting his hands roam around, and I halfheartedly tried to stop him, but then Jim came and joined us, with me dancing between them. It felt incredible. I knew I should object, but didn’t want to cause a scene. Some of the couples around us were cheering me on, and then I felt Jim working my panties down my legs. I told them not there in front of everyone. I don’t know why I said that. They took it as consent, and both lifted me and took me to a bedroom.”Natalie paused and looked at me. “Do you want me to carry on? I’m sure you can guess the rest.”“Yes, keep going. I’m okay. You heard already that I have done much the same, so get it all off your chest.”“I wound up having sex with both of them, but Jim changed. He got quite rough and called me dirty names. I got a bit upset, but that did not stop them, especially his mate, who seemed to get even more turned on by treating me dirty. He pinched my nipples and called me a slut and other horrible names.”I stopped her. “Did you call out for the others at the party to stop them?”“No, this is the funny thing. It actually turned me on. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I hate myself for what I let them do. Jim was very apologetic on the way home, saying he got a bit carried away as I was so sexy, and stuff like that. All the next week I was conflicted. One minute I’d be thinking he was a bastard, and I’d tell him it was over the next time he called. The next minute I’d be wriggling around, my body on fire and wet between my legs.”She looked at me to see if she had just shocked me. But I smiled encouragement to her and said I understood.“He rang the next Thursday, and even though I had finally decided to call it off, the second I heard his voice I agreed to meet him outside our dairy the following night. This time the party was at another house. The first part of the evening was a blast. It seemed that every guy at the party wanted to dance with me. There were many women, all much older than me. I found myself matching them drink for drink, and was feeling really happy that they accepted me as one of them. Then things started to get out of hand, with guys dancing with me, lifting my dress and pulling my top down. Soon I was laid out in the master bedroom with a line of guys waiting at the door.”Natalie stopped talking, I could see she was visibly upset. She turned her face from me, to hide her shame. But I heard her murmur, “I don’t want to go over the rest, I’m too ashamed.”I took the glass from her hand, placed it on my dresser and wrapped my arms around her. We stayed like that a while, while she muttered into my neck that I must be mortified by what she had done.I asked her if she wanted to go to the police or, for me to go with her and tell her mother.“God no! This is between us. Promise me you will tell no one else.”I promised, but told her she should do something about it.“I have done something, but you don’t understand. I never tried to stop them. I actually got terribly aroused during it. In fact, I would have gone back with Jim the next week if he hadn’t been so horrible on the way home.”She looked to see if I understood. I could see her eyes pleading for understanding. “What did you do about it?” I asked.“He stopped where we had parked up the first night he took me out. This time he took me from the rear in the back seat, telling me I was his slut. And when I protested and said I didn’t want to see him anymore, he said he had taken photos and videos of me, so I had better do as he wanted. So, next time I was over babysitting I told his sister, Brenda, that he had been coming around while they were out at the movies and that he had the photos, etc.”“Good on you. What did she do?”“She asked me why I had let him. When I told her about his saying he was going to leave his wife for me, she was really pissed. She said he was happily married and had three kids. I’m not sure what she did, but that was three weeks ago, and I haven’t heard from him since. But I haven’t been asked to babysit again either. Which has made me feel even worse.”We talked some more. I told her a lot about the party out at the Barrier. I made sure I covered the bit where Sally had been tied up on the table and two guys had fucked her simultaneously, assuring her that Sally had loved it. Before we knew it mum was at the door calling out that it was nearly midnight so I asked her if Natalie could stay the night. We phoned Natalie’s mum to tell her where she was.
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