Chapter 213: Getting His Old Bride, While He Gets A New Bride!

Chapter 213: Getting His Old Bride, While He Gets A New Bride!

After Nadia pulled me away, the sudden jerk of her hands against my wrist signaled it was finally time to leave. I adjusted my jacket, ready to make a clean exit, but Pam Sun stepped directly into my path to stop me before I could reach the door.

"Rick, I just wanted to remind you about your cameo filming for the 4th movie," Pam said, her eyes locking onto mine with professional intensity. "Would July 4th be fine for you and the others? I know you have the hospital charity ball to attend on the 1st?"

Behind Pam’s shoulder, Sam and Ling Ling stood perfectly still, listening intently to every word. I offered Pam a reassuring smile, letting my shoulders relax as I broke the news to her.

"Sure thing," I replied, crossing my arms comfortably. "Jean Jia is all three of our agents now, so getting both Kate and Ana involved will be easier."Pam Sun nodded slowly at my words, a look of relief washing over her face. She tapped her notepad gently against her palm.

"That works, I will let Ling Ling handle that then," Pam let me know, gesturing slightly toward her assistant. "Also, I was told you had a good cultivation movie idea for us, so just get some writers involved."

Nadia abruptly broke the business talk, leaning her hip out and directing a sharp glare right at Sam. Her voice laced with venomous amusement.

"Hey Sammy, if you cannot stop looking at my body like a creep, I can poke your eyes out," Nadia snapped, crossing her arms tightly beneath her heavy chest. "Only Ricky can be scummy with me."

Pam, Ling Ling, and I all turned our heads simultaneously to stare at Sam.

His face instantly flushed a deep, burning crimson as he stammered to defend himself. "I was not lewdly looking," Sam sputtered, waving his hands defensively in the air. "You are imagining things."

Nadia flashed a sinister smile, her fingers moving quickly as she held up her smartphone. On the screen was a perfectly timed picture of Sam looking like a hypnotized man caught ogling a woman he thought did not know.

Honestly, I hardly notice all the looks my wives get. It is just harmless admiration for their beauty most of the time. But I could tell by Nadia's smug demeanor that she did it completely on purpose to catch him in the act. Yes, Nadia was just wanting to cause trouble where there was none.

Pam Sun shifted her gaze to her son, her shoulders slumping as she completely gave up on him. She had already received far too many complaints about his behavior down in Black State. He had been shamelessly sleeping around with all the new and upcoming star wannabes, offering them favors in return for his backing. It was the exact same routine he used to pull when he worked under her. Pam's habitual babying of Sam had completely stopped the moment he finally left home for six days out of the week.

"Sam dear, please go wait for me in my office," Pam ordered, her tone dropping into a cold, flat register.

"Mother, I was baited!" Sam protested, taking a desperate step forward.

"Now!" Pam barked, her eyes snapping toward him with absolute authority.

Sam glared fiercely at Nadia as he turned on his heel. Nadia immediately counterfeited a gasp, pretending he had X-ray vision and covering her chest defensively. The theatrical move made Sam look even more pissed as he stormed out of the room.

Ling Ling watched him get baited from start to finish, but she did not point it out. She simply adjusted her glasses and did her job as Pam's assistant, keeping her face entirely blank. Pam let out a heavy sigh and apologized for Sam’s behavior. After a few more minutes of small talk, we finally parted ways.

The moment Nadia and I entered the elevator, the heavy metal doors slid shut with a soft hiss. She immediately grabbed my arm, burying it deep between her warm breasts and pressing her body heavily against mine.

"Causing mischief makes me horny, honey, Ricky," Nadia whispered, a sultry chuckle vibrating against my ribs. "Lets go to the casting couch in your office, Ufufu?!"

So Nadia and I went to get completely debriefed. Or based on how fast her dress hit the floor, it was more of a no-brief.

An hour later, the afternoon sun cast long shadows across the executive suite on the 40th floor. My smartphone began ringing loudly on the glass side table. I lay back against the cushions, holding a completely naked Mercy and Nadia resting in my arms. Mercy leaned her smooth torso over me to answer the phone, then held the screen directly to my ear while she snuggled her bare chest back into my shoulder.

"Hello Tina, how did it go on your end?" I asked, stroking Mercy's bare arm.

[Hmm? Well the police tried to arrest me at the office, but Nick Soto sent them packing with the faxed Amnesty documents, fufu.] Tina’s voice crackled clearly through the speaker. [The look on the two's faces made my morning. Luke did well, and only had to beat a few cocky security that wanted to resist. By the time the fire department arrived, the whole factory was leveled. We did manage to liberate the main office of all their offline computers and paper files.]

"As long as you are safe and have fun, that is all that matters," I murmured, kissing the top of Mercy's head. "Well, we will have to have dinner with them on Friday night. Oh and when are your parents coming to town?"

[Actually, they did not like where they retired to, and are moving back to Star City for good.] Tina explained, her breath hitching slightly over the line.[Mother wants to be around the children more and father still has old friends here and is bored. I think father wants to work with you dear. On the legitimate side of course, not with the Fire Birds. Mother on the other hand, wants to take care of daughter. They will take the 4th apartment on our top floor in the Jefferson tower.]

"I love your parents, so this is good," I replied, tracing circles on Mercy's bare hip. "Anything else my dear?"

[Nope, I need to get back to work, love you bye.] Tina said smoothly.

A sharp click sounded, followed by the rapid do do do of the disconnected line. Mercy Mu reached over to hang up my smartphone, laying it gently on the nightstand. She pressed a soft kiss to my lips before closing her deep blue eyes to rest.

Looking down at the two napping, naked women, a faint smile tugged at my lips. It always felt a bit strange to have Nichole or Nadia completely alone with another one of my lovers. It was like only eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with only one of the ingredients present.

With both of my arms trapped as pillows, I let out a soft sigh. I closed my eyes and joined the two ladies for a peaceful Sunday afternoon power nap.

On Monday morning, the chaotic rush of our lives finally returned to normal. The aggressive swarms of reporters had finally stopped tailing my family.

I escorted Victoria, Linda, and Helen safely back to our residence. Once they were settled, I turned around and headed directly to the Velvet Tower for my scheduled business meetings.

I spent the next few hours handling online business maintenance for Harem-Chat. I was in the middle of typing out some crucial operational updates for Valentine when my secretary's voice crackled through the desktop intercom.

[Your lunchtime table is ready down in the Velvet Lounge Mr Tang, and Gretta Yang is here for her appointment.]

"Send her in," I replied into the small plastic console.

Soon after my response, the black-haired secretary swung the heavy wooden door open for Gretta, quietly bowing before she exited. Gretta stood frozen by the entrance, her fingers twitching nervously. Even though it had only been two days, I could see the blatant anxiety pooling in her eyes. She was desperately hoping that I had not changed my mind about taking her.

She looked absolutely stunning, wearing sleek black heels that complemented a low-cut spaghetti-strap red dress. The fabric hugged every inch of her voluptuous curves tightly. She used both hands to clutch a small black purse against her stomach, matching her footwear perfectly. Her bold lipstick matched her dress color down to the exact shade, and her white hair was gathered into a loose, elegant ponytail. Her piercing gold eyes tracked my every movement as I smiled at her.

I gathered my paperwork, stood up from my desk, and slowly walked across the room until I stood just inches away from her. "Our lunch table is reserved, are you hungry?"

"Rick, I had been waiting for this day for a long time now," Gretta whispered, her voice trembling slightly as she looked up at me. "Now that I am your woman, I cannot believe it. Are you still sure?"

I reached out, gently pulling her trembling body into my arms to hold her tight against me. She was acting exactly like an anxious teenager on a first date. For some reason, her vulnerability made me feel like a bad guy bullying a fragile woman. Feeling the heavy weight of her large chest pressed hard into mine, I leaned down and captured her lips in a deep kiss. Her rigid body instantly softened against me, finally realizing that my feelings had not changed at all.

Her arms wrapped tightly around my waist to pull me closer. When our lips finally parted, she looked directly into my eyes, her breath coming out in a husky rush. "I was surprised, I thought you would insist on having sex right away," Gretta murmured, her gold eyes searching my face. "Um, Rick, do you want me on the pill?"

The sudden question caught me a bit off guard, making me chuckle in a genuinely good mood. "Gretta, that is up to you," I said, running a hand down her back. "If you want no more children or if you do, I am fine with your heart's desire. I only want you in my life. So just surprise me. But for now, let us date properly for a bit. You waited for a year, so a month or two won't hurt, right?"

"I do not have to wait that long, do I?" Gretta countered, a sudden flash of boldness entering her eyes.

Her blunt words made me do a double take, and I simply shrugged with an amused grin. "Fine, whenever it feels right," I said, guiding her toward the door. "Now let us have lunch together. We can spend the first half doing business, then the second half on our date, come on."

And that was the exact moment Gretta was finally able to realize she had not been dreaming. I held nothing back, proudly letting her hook her arm into mine as we walked through the building. I had absolutely no reason to hide the fact that I had taken Gretta as my mistress. Now I only had two hidden mistresses left, Ana and... I let out a quiet sigh to myself. I would see her again this upcoming Wednesday for our second appointment, and then again on Friday for the big family dinner.

Wednesday afternoon rolled around quickly, and the heavy lunchtime hour was fast approaching. I sat behind my desk, grinding through piles of Fire Birds paperwork while Jenifer quietly worked at her own desk directly to my left. My wife Tina was sitting right in my lap, her face completely emotionless as she poked my chest repeatedly with her fingertip.

"You really are a greedy man," Tina said, her voice completely flat as she kept her eyes on my paperwork. "But I think this outcome is better. Just make sure to let her know who is number one. Mother and Father do not know however. So if you want me to keep my mouth shut, you had better stay the night at our home up there."

She pointed up at our Jefferson building, her slender finger tracking the massive glass tower cutting into the skyline. Tony and Lane are currently moving in as we speak, unloading their heavy crates while Tina shifts the conversation seamlessly to my meeting with Jill here shortly.

Of course I would not have kept Jill a secret from Tina, Jenifer, and Hinata. The others are still yet to know, keeping the secret completely buried until Jill finishes her messy divorce that Greg has yet to know about. She is just waiting for the pregnancy to be confirmed first, or she would lose the prestigious Head position without a child to secure her lineage.

"Yes honey," I murmured, leaning down to catch her gaze as she rested against my chest.

While Tina was smiling, basking in the quiet moment, Jenifer Han looked up from her paperwork and spoke directly to Tina. "Well, I brought Holly to play with Alice, so I will stay the night with you two if you do not mind?" Jenifer asked, her hands smoothing down the fabric of her skirt.

Tina looked at her old Personal Maid, her expression softening into a genuine, warm smile as she gave a firm nod of approval. "After we are done, Rick and I will use you as a shared hug pillow, fufu," Tina giggled, her playful eyes shifting from Jenifer back to me. "Now let us go so we will not be here when my sister arrives."

She slid off my lap, stretching her limbs with a mischievous glint in her eyes as she walked toward the door. "I want to wish Greg a happy wedding, ha-ha," Tina mocked, her laughter echoing lightly in the office. "If he only knew where his wife would be while he was marrying Melody. Bye Rick, good-luck."

Both women leaned in to press a warm kiss against my lips, their scents lingering in the air as they turned and headed out the door together.

About 15 minutes later, the heavy brass handle of my Fire Birds office door clicked and rotated inward. Jill was peeking her head in through the crack, scanning the room until she noticed the thick window blinds had been closed already.

Satisfied with the privacy, she slipped inside and locked the deadbolt securely behind her back.

After she and I had that incredibly frantic quickie last week due to her being in an immense hurry, I felt a persistent itch in my heart the exact second I saw her again.

She had a noticeably rough time last week, because apparently, I was almost twice the physical size of her husband whom she had only slept with a couple of times in the bare beginning of their arranged marriage.

She told me she drugged him and completely convinced him they did it recently, a necessary lie to assure me she has not been intimately with him in months.

"Hello Jill, are you feeling alright?" I asked, rising slowly from my executive chair to greet her.

She kicked off her high heels, letting her bare feet sink into the soft red shag carpeting as she slowly walked to me sexily, her hips swaying with a deliberate rhythm.

A heavy blush crept up her neck as she stopped right in front of me, her voice dropping to a nervous whisper. "Well, it took two days to recover due to you being a bit rough, but I am fine now."

"What the hell Jill, I was gentle with you?!" I protested, defensively holding my hands up while laughing at her exaggeration.

Jill, dressed beautifully in her blue summer dress, sidled forward and sat in my lap, immediately looping her soft arms around my neck.

She grinned playfully at my reaction, her eyes sparkling as she admitted the truth. "Yes, but it felt like it was rough, fufu."

She tightened her hold, shifting her weight over my thighs as she checked the time. "We do not have much time, I need to go up and talk to mother and father as my alibi for being here. So how do you want to do this?"

Just as I was going to open my mouth to speak, Jill leaned in and kissed me fiercely, inserting her tongue into my mouth with an aggressive, hungry passion.

My hands naturally reached around her slender waist, pulling her flush against me as she seemed to know exactly what I liked.

Normally when making love to my women, we would go and take a warm shower together to start things off right. But Jill is completely right, this is much more of a rush affair, operating under a time crunch both literally and figuratively.

Without ending our passionate kiss, I lifted her light frame up onto my desk, scattering a few papers as she wrapped her long legs securely around my waist.

Her flashing gold eyes looked straight into my bright-blue ones, a triumphant grin breaking across her beautiful face.

Why did she grin you ask? Because the exact moment my hands ran up her soft, bare thighs, I discovered the total lack of panties beneath her hem.

She must have left them entirely in her purse, planning ahead so she could let me deep inside of her easily. I won't lie, my lower body stiffened instantly, my pulse racing at the sheer anticipation of this encounter.

As her nimble fingers started to unbuckle my pants, she leaned forward to kiss me again, biting my bottom lip gently to drive me wild. Her dilated eyes are telling me she is incredibly excited to do something completely unforgivable with me right now.

She smiled, her warm breath brushing against my cheek as she poured her heart out. "Greg at this very moment is marrying Melody, and I cannot legally marry you even after my divorce, but Rick, in my heart, I will be your wife till the end of our lives." She leaned in closer, her voice dropping into a deep, seductive purr. "Lover now, father to the next Feng main heir, my love."

Her seductive words completely lit my fire, and without breaking eye-contact for even a second, I lined myself up and pressed firmly into her wet folds. In one smooth go, Jill's chest heaved deeply from the sudden, overwhelming fullness stretching her walls, but the radiant smile returning to her face told me everything I needed to know.

Like her mother and sister, she possesses a remarkably large E-cup chest size, filling my vision completely. I lowered the thin fabric straps on her shoulders, exposing her heavy, pale breasts to my waiting mouth.

While eagerly sucking on her perky, hardened nipples, her legs locked tighter around my waist while she gently combed through my short black hair with her fingernails.

Both of my hands pressed deep into her meaty buttocks, lifting her slightly as I started my deep, rhythmic in-and-out thrusting.

The sharp sound of Jill's moans cut through the quiet room, echoing off the walls.

Just as I started to get a really good rhythm going, Jill's smartphone starts ringing loudly on the desk, with the name Greg flashing brightly on the screen.

Before picking it up, she leaned up to whisper in my ear. "Don't stop dear, fufu."

She then pressed the speaker button with a trembling finger, and we instantly heard Greg's heavily irritated voice fill the office space.

[Jill why are you not here yet? We are about to do the ceremony, and we cannot wait anymore?]

I just look down into her playful gold eyes, which are already half misted with rising lust, and I keep fucking her like a horny teenager without slowing down for a single second. For some reason, the tension of the call made her tighten like a vice on my dick, and I felt so much intense pleasure from this action that I nearly gasped out loud.

Soon, the wet squelching noises from her overflowing love-juices are making highly embarrassing sounds against my skin as I do not let up my pace.

She grips my shoulders tightly, trying her absolute best to keep her voice from cracking too much as she speaks into the microphone. "Ah! Crap, I forgot... Um, I am walking up the stairs to my mother and father's place, but... I am cumming~!"

No idiot, she means she is currently experiencing a massive climax, you complete moron! Damn, the intense squeezing of her walls means I am incredibly close to my limit too.

[Fuck, Jill! No don't come, we can't wait for you.] Greg snapped over the speaker, sounding completely oblivious. [Just finish fast and come later... Say hello to my mother and father. I am getting married now, come later, bye.] A sharp click echoed, followed by the dull do do do of the disconnected line.

"AHHHH~! Rick, cum inside me..." Jill wailed softly, her fingers digging deep into the muscles of my back.

"Fuck I am half way done already, Ahh, that is good Jill!" I roared, driving myself forward with one final, powerful surge.

I push in as deep as physically possible into her trembling core, finishing completely and letting it all pour out into her deepest depths. She could barely even tell I had started spilling my seed because of how violently she was coming herself, but now she feels the spreading warmth and the wet mess of our connection.

Jill, filled with pure joy, kissed me even more passionately as I gently rubbed her trembling thighs to soothe her.

After about five minutes of gentle, quiet making out on the edge of the desk, she huffed out a breath and asked a lingering question. "Rick, does Tina know?"

"Yeah she does," I replied simply, resting my forehead against hers.

"Crap, what do I say to her?" Jill panicked slightly, her gold eyes widening. "Should I call her and explain? I was an ass to her before, and now..."

I leaned down and kissed her softly to stop her spiraling thoughts, pulling back to look at her with a reassuring smile. "Your sister loves you." I brushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear, comforting her. "She and Jenifer are going up to your parents right now, so just go and talk in person, not over the phone, and tell her your true feelings."

I reached over to the desk drawer, pulling out a fresh pack of sanitary wipes. "Now let me clean us up with these baby wipes, we kinda made a total mess."

Jill watched me with immense tenderness, her eyes shining as she saw me cleaning the two of us up gently and without any rush.

She tries really hard to not let out a tear, fighting back her watering eyes. But she and I had absolutely no idea that her messy, hyper-sensitive emotions were because her body had already started changing from last week to become a mother.

But the incredibly sly Jill did not tell me a single word about her soon-to-be missed period, keeping it hidden just so she could get more frantic meetings like this one.

I figured it out much later when Greg got some absolutely amazing news from the local courthouse, but that is a story for later.

Standing right at the door of my office, Jill hung tightly from my neck for a couple of minutes, refusing to let go.

She was trying desperately to get a few more moments of pure passion to fill her happiness tank for the long road ahead.

She pulled back slightly, smoothing down her blue dress as she looked up at me. "I will love to see you on Friday, but I will have to act upset, can you forgive me?"

"Nope, I will have to spank you for your naughty behavior, what do you think?" I teased, a smirk growing on my face.

Jill, now wearing her underwear properly beneath her skirt, winked at me with a playful flash of her gold eyes. "Hmm? Yes, let us try that play next time," she giggled, stepping out into the hallway. "Love you Rick, bye~!"

As the heavy elevator doors slid closed with a dull thud, I let out a massive sigh of pure contentment.

"When I leave this world, I will have absolutely no regrets..." I muttered to the empty hallway.