Chapter 47: Prelude To The Two Family Dinner!

Chapter 47: Prelude To The Two Family Dinner!

Wednesday morning marked my third official day of university, and I had almost arrived at the campus gates with Tina.

Jenifer wasn't feeling well today due to intense menstrual cramps, so Tina asked me to simply record the entire lecture on my device and send the file over to her later in the afternoon. Unlike all of our previous trips inside the Hummer where she stayed in the back, Tina was sitting directly in the front passenger seat right next to me today. She watched me navigate the morning traffic with a casual, relaxed posture before turning her head to ask, "You seem to race every single Sunday night out on the mountain, but I haven't actually had a real chance to race alongside you yet. Can you take me down the hill route once? I have a specialized streetcar you can utilize for the run, if you like."

"Are you talking about that BMW M2 you usually arrive to campus in?" I questioned, keeping my eyes fixed on the road ahead.

Tina crossed her legs, shifting her body slightly in the leather seat to face me a bit more as she answered, "Yes, exactly. I am honestly surprised you managed to remember my car out of all the vehicles on campus."

I smoothly steered the heavy Hummer through the entrance gates, turning into the student parking lot as I explained my reasoning. "When it comes to the world of high-stakes street racing, knowing the exact specifications of the cars you are going to line up against is just as critical as understanding your own vehicle. But before I ever agree to race it down a mountain, I am going to need to take a thorough look under the hood and give the engine a proper tune-up first."

"Let's do it right after school finishes today," Tina suggested immediately, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. "I have a fully equipped private garage available for it, so you can do whatever you want to the settings. Actually, I am thoroughly surprised to find out that you are a functional mechanic on top of everything else."

I let out a slight smirk, pulling the vehicle into an open slot and shifting into park as I admitted, "My mechanical ability with cars and my driving precision are the exact reasons Hana fell for me in the first place. I will absolutely never forget our very first street drift together. The moment the car slid, her eyes looked at me completely differently, and the depth of her affection hasn't wavered for a single second since that night."

The vivid memory of letting go of the steering wheel mid-slide and the absolute look of terror on her face was permanently etched into the core of her heart. I turned off the ignition, and the two of us gathered our bags to head inside.

Tina looked almost sad sitting completely alone at her designated desk once we made it inside the lecture hall. It was easy to tell that she and Jenifer shared a deeply rooted bond as close friends, completely transcending the formal title of maid. For my outfit today, I had settled on the vibrant red SU sports tracksuit, while Tina had arrived wearing a pair of tight blue jeans, a baggy, lightweight white knit sweater, and a pair of black leather knee-high boots.

Before long, Linda Lang glided through the doorway. She was wearing an elegant white summer dress that came down to a halt just above her knees, and her appearance was uncharacteristically altered today; her long black hair, which she normally let flow completely free over her shoulders, was tied back neatly into a high ponytail secured with a pristine white ribbon. She gracefully took her seat directly next to my desk, offering no smile but looking at me with a pair of incredibly lively, sharp gray eyes.

"Good morning, Rick," she said softly, smoothing down the fabric of her skirt. "Is there something fundamentally wrong with my look today?"

"No, not at all. I think the style suits you perfectly. Good morning to you as well, Linda," I replied, opening my notebook.

James and Cat Woo entered the classroom shortly after her, sliding into their respective seats right on schedule. James immediately dumped his ill-gotten gains from his part-time shift at the Quick-Mart onto the center of his desk, eagerly asking the two of us if we wanted to claim any of the convenience store loot.

I reached over to grab a couple of snacks, and Linda, spotting a few almost healthy programmatic options buried in the pile, reluctantly selected one for herself. I started checking off the initial attendance blocks for Victoria Long, and just as she was preparing to initiate the morning lecture, I stepped down the aisle to place the completed roll sheet neatly onto her desk.

The third business-aligned course I was taking on Wednesdays was called Principles of Management. The curriculum format structured these three primary classes to be taken twice a week, and the time slot for today's session was scheduled to eventually take over my Friday computer block, transforming into a longer, intensive four-hour application course.

Victoria adjusted her glasses, looking up from the documents as she noted, "Thank you, Mr. Lee. Also, starting next week, would it be possible to ask you to stay a bit later on Friday nights to assist me with sorting the class testing data and grading the papers? I will ensure you are properly compensated with a nice meal on those specific days."

"Sure, I can absolutely do that," I agreed, keeping my schedule in mind. "As long as I don't have a mandatory bodyguard assignment locked in for a Friday night, I'm completely free to help."

"Thank you, Mr. Lee," she replied, her cold eyes carrying a rare hint of professional appreciation.

I turned to head back toward my row, but as I passed the middle desks, both Ashley Hue and Scott Tang shot me incredibly strange looks for completely different reasons. Scott suddenly leaned out into the aisle, intercepting my path to bark a question.

"Hey, my father explicitly informed me last night that you are actually attending the family dinner meeting this Saturday, and he claimed you live right next door as Linda's neighbor. Is this ridiculous rumor true?"

I stopped, looking down at his arrogant face while mentally calculating whether I should tell him to shove it or offer a completely clownish answer to mess with his head. In the end, I settled on a response right in the middle.

"I guess we will all find out the truth this Saturday, Scotty. And hello, Miss Hue, good day to you," I remarked, nodding casually toward Ashley before sliding my hands into my pockets and walking right past his desk to reclaim my seat.

Victoria, immaculate as always in her sharp black pinstripe business suit, delivered an exceptionally high-density management lecture, which I made sure to record through my device parameters like usual. As I watched her teach, a sudden realization struck me; every single time I had run into Victoria on campus, excluding the night of the formal welcome ball, she had exclusively worn a professional business lady suit. I figured she must either only own corporate attire or possessed an immense wardrobe collection with maybe a few casual dresses hidden away.

The two hours passed smoothly, and the second the class reached its conclusion, I packed my briefcase and prepared to escort Lady Feng straight to her next scheduled block.

I received a text from Nadia as I was nearing my computer class.

[Nadia: Ricky, are you almost here yet?]

[Harem-Fan: Yup.]

As I put my phone away and walked further down the hall, I spotted the twin sisters waiting directly in front of the computer room. Both of them were wearing identical, vibrant red dresses that flared beautifully, and they had both pulled their hair back into matching high ponytails today. I suddenly felt a wave of intense awkwardness wash over me because I was currently wearing my bright red SU sports tracksuit, making it look to anyone passing by like the three of us had completely planned a matching group outfit. Both sisters immediately flashed matching, mischievous grins, and standing a few paces away, I realized that I couldn't tell who was who for the life of me.

The two women moved in tandem to intercept me, each firmly grabbing one of my arms and steering me directly into the empty classroom located directly across the hall from our computer class. I certainly possessed the physical strength to resist them if I wanted to, but my curiosity got the better of me, so I simply rolled with their sudden movements. The moment I was pushed inside the room by one sister, the other quickly closed the heavy door behind us and turned the lock, sealing the three of us inside. I hadn't realized from the corridor that this particular room was completely dark and vacant, with no lectures scheduled here for the morning.

The sister who was actively holding onto my jacket pushed my back firmly against the wall and immediately leaned in to press her lips against mine in a deeply romantic, breathless kiss. I happily returned the embrace, wrapping my arms around her waist, and the sheer familiarity of her rhythm immediately gave her away; the one kissing me was indeed Nadia.

I tried to pull back slightly to get some actual words out, but Nadia aggressively shoved her tongue right back into my mouth, completely taking control of our breathing as I muffled, "Mm, Na- mm, Nadia, wait, hmm!"

Nichole watched the display from a step away, reaching forward to playfully tug at Nadia’s shoulder as she asked, "Rick, what exactly gave us away this time around?"

Nadia let out a soft pout, reluctantly stepping back just enough to let Nichole slide into my arms for a moment.

"To be completely honest, I couldn't actually tell the two of you apart this time," I admitted, looking at them in the dim light. "Until Nadia explicitly kissed me. Her style gave it away."

Nichole held tight to my waist, nodding thoughtfully at my explanation as if she were taking physical notes for their next trick, but a predatory gleam suddenly took over her eyes and she stepped up to claim my lips for her own. She kissed me deeply, her hands sliding up my chest, while Nadia moved around behind my back to lock me into a tight embrace from the reverse side. Feeling both of their generous chests sandwiching my torso from both sides made my thoughts turn completely fuzzy.

As Nadia wrapped her arms tightly under my shoulders, her hands brushed against the hidden leather harnesses, causing her to pause as she whispered, "Ricky? Are you actively carrying your guns right now?"

Nichole heard the question and blinked, realizing she had noticed a strange firmness against my jacket earlier but hadn't overthought the sensation.

Moving quickly, she unzipped the front of my track jacket, her eyes widening in pure surprise as she stared at the dual shoulder holsters securing my firearms. Given my official contract as a high-level bodyguard, I possessed all the necessary legal permits to carry concealed weapons, including special clearance files for the university campus, so there was zero reason for them to panic. Nadia let out a delighted giggle, tightening her grip around my back as she corrected her tone, whispering, "Ufufu. No, Ricky, this is actually super sexy. You look exactly like a dangerous super-spy, and my sister and I are officially your spy girls."

"Rick, you just keep giving me more and more wonderful surprises," Nichole added, her fingers tracing the metal frame of the holsters.

Nadia impatiently turned my head back toward her side, reclaiming my lips with another deep kiss while her sister was busy wasting time talking.

"When the two of us first found out that you were actually the son born from the last young miss of the main Tang family line, we literally couldn't believe it," Nichole murmured, her voice laced with awe as she rubbed my lower back. "You actually managed to give us genuine Tang bloodline babies, you incredible golden goose. It feels like the entire universe explicitly wants the three of us together. Now, my traditional Ning clan won't be able to touch our position or force us into anything, even when we eventually finalize our divorce from that total troglodyte, Scott."

Breaking the intense kiss with a bit of physical effort, I looked down at Nichole while her hands massaged my waist. "Mm. I actually only found out about my true lineage very recently myself. It is the absolute reason Scott has been targeting me and trying to ruin my life all these years."

Nichole took hold of my right hand, guiding me over to a large computer workbench at the side of the room where the twins had already laid out a few clean, white towels ahead of time. She turned around, lifting the fabric of her red summer dress to reveal that she wasn't wearing any panties beneath it, and the visceral sight of her bare, smooth hips instantly caught me off guard, causing my manhood to stiffen aggressively inside my clothing.

Nichole flashed a sly smile at my reaction, stating, "I'm sorry, Rick, but our elaborate Saturday plans over at Linda's house got completely ruined by the guest list, so we'll just have to accept being a bit late for our programming class today. We literally cannot wait a single moment longer to be with you. I know I previously lectured you about the absolute necessity of taking a shower before we got intimate, but for today, we are completely desperate."

While Nichole gracefully sat back on the edge of the clean towel, her long legs dangling over the edge of the workbench, Nadia stepped up behind me.

She deftly unbuckled my belt, lowering my track pants and underwear to free my throbbing, fully extended erection into the cool air of the room. Nadia reached into her bag, pulling out a warm, wet hand towel she had prepared, and gently wiped down my hard shaft. The moist friction slicked the skin of my dragon, making it glisten while ensuring I was perfectly lubricated and ready for penetration.

Their coordinated tag-team play completely amazed my senses. Nichole wrapped her long legs—still clad in her high heels—securely around my hips, pulling my torso down into her embrace with a dominant smile as she witnessed me becoming thoroughly overwhelmed by their charms.

"This time around, my beautiful Rick, I want you to think only of me," she whispered, her words acting like a hypnotic magic spell as she pulled my face down for a deep kiss.

I leaned forward, lining up the crown of my burning erection against her already damp, swollen entrance. This time, I wanted to pour all of my affection into this incredible woman who had claimed my innocence; or rather, she hadn't taken anything from me, she had willingly gifted me hers. I pushed forward slowly, the tight walls of her channel gripping my shaft as I began to fill her insides, centimeter by centimeter.

"Nichole, are you experiencing any discomfort at all?" I asked, pausing as I buried myself completely within her heat.

She shook her head side to side, her fingers locking tightly into the fabric of my red track jacket. "No, but it is still a bit tight due to the fact that we have only executed this encounter one time before, and it was a while ago. But I am vastly more happy than I am uncomfortable right now, so please just start moving, Rick."

Looking directly into her expressive eyes, I began to slowly and carefully withdraw and thrust, establishing a steady, rhythmic pace designed to make both of us feel incredible pleasure. Her gaze tracked my every facial gesture, and she whimpered softly against my mouth, whispering, "I am so glad you have gained some proper experience since our first night. I happily leave my entire body to your care, Rick, hmm~!"

While I maintained my steady, deep thrusts into Nichole's wet passage, Nadia moved to the side, lowering the neckline of her red dress just enough to pull out her full right breast, the pert nipple hardening instantly in the cool room. She gently turned my chin toward her chest, guiding her breast to my lips, and I immediately took her into my mouth, sucking on the sweet skin. I found myself deeply appreciating how lucky I truly was that these two gorgeous twin sisters were completely willing to share my affection at the exact same time.

Slap, slap, slap! The wet, fleshy sounds of our connection echoed through the dark classroom. While Nadia kept my mouth fully occupied, alternating between feeding me her breast and locking me into deep, tongue-filled kisses, I began to steadily increase the speed and vigor of my thrusts into Nichole. Nichole wrapped her legs tighter around my waist, using her heels to lock me deep inside her folds while she pressed a hand firmly over her own mouth to prevent any loud screams of pleasure from escaping into the corridor.

Although my face was completely claimed by Nadia's aggressive affection, I made absolutely sure not to neglect Nichole for a single second. I reached down, gently rubbing the smooth skin of her thighs and caressing her secondary breast to let her know she wasn't forgotten, and I could feel the inner walls of her channel beginning to ripple and contract, signaling her impending climax. Realizing she was about to boil over, I let go of my internal restraint and prepared for us to finish together.

I broke the kiss with Nadia, immediately pressing my lips deeply against Nichole's mouth to communicate the full depth of my feelings, providing her with a safe place to moan against my tongue as I drove my hips forward, burying my shaft to the absolute hilt to finish our run.

Nichole, caught in the throes of a powerful, full-body orgasm, felt the sudden, hot burst of my internal ejaculation completely filling her core. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me with a desperate intensity, to the point where our breathing was in serious danger of stopping entirely. I held my position, stopping all physical pumping as the pulsing waves of our release slowly calmed down.

"Nichole, as my very first woman, I will always love you," I murmured, resting my forehead against hers. "Thank you for choosing me."

She rolled her eyes at me affectionately, a breathy chuckle escaping her lips. "I guess I will keep you around for the long haul. Sister, please hand me a fresh towel. It seems he managed to leave me with a lot more fluids than last time, fufu."

Nadia, who had smoothly adjusted her dress to pop her breast back inside the fabric, was standing nearby with a wide grin, holding her smartphone in one hand while she passed a clean cloth over to her sister.

As I slowly pulled my shaft out of Nichole's wet entrance, a mixture of our juices dripping down her thigh, Nadia immediately used a fresh cloth to wipe down my semi-erect member. Her eyes carried the look of a hungry predator, knowing it was finally her turn on the board.

Witnessing her deliberate actions, my manhood responded instantly, re-energizing and swelling back into a full, rock-hard erection. When I initially thought she was going to demand the exact same doggy-style positioning we had used in the hotel, she surprised me by sliding a nearby armless swivel chair across the linoleum. She placed a fresh towel across the vinyl cushion and gently pushed my chest, guiding me down to sit firmly on the seat.

"Don't worry, Ricky, I can see the confusion all over your face," Nadia purred, a low chuckle vibrating in her throat. "But I am just changing up our physical configuration a bit today, ufufu."

She kicked off her high heels, stepping out of them completely before gathering the hem of her red dress, raising the fabric up to her waist to reveal that she had also arrived completely bare under her clothes. I could see with absolute clarity that her entrance was already glistening, super-wet and completely primed for penetration, a sight that instantly sent a surge of hot blood rushing straight back into my dragon.

She turned her back to my face, looking over her shoulder with an incredibly alluring expression as she slowly lowered her hips down over my thighs, guiding my hard shaft straight into her tight, matching channel in a reverse cowgirl style. I reached around her narrow waist, letting my hands grip and caress the curve of her soft belly and full hips.

Before long, she had fully inserted my entire length deep within her heat, taking the full depth of my shaft before simply freezing in place, leaning her back flush against my chest for a short while to absorb the intense physical shock of the connection. Then, she tilted her head completely backward, locking her lips onto mine for a deep, breathless kiss before we initiated the real intercourse.

"Nichole, it is officially your turn to watch," Nadia gasped out against my mouth, a triumphant grin flashing on her face. "I am starting the movement now, fufu."

Nadia braced her hands firmly against my knees for leverage, utilizing her powerful lower body to quickly and rhythmically raise and lower her hips against my lap, driving my shaft deep inside her core with every single downstroke. Nichole didn't waste a moment, stepping closer to release her left breast from the front of her red dress, a wide grin spreading across her face as she looked down at my smiling expression. She gently shoved my face straight into the soft curve of her D-cup cushion, teasing my lips with her nipple.

"I think you are an incredibly lucky boy to have captured the two of us, my precious Rick, hmm~!" Nichole purred, massaging the back of my neck.

Smack, slosh, slap! The heavy, wet sounds of our intense friction filled the quiet room as Nadia bit her lower lip in pure pleasure, desperately holding back her voice as she focused entirely on the rapid speed of her hip movements. Honestly, something about the sheer visual and physical rhythm of the way Nadia was having sex with me right now was turning me on to an unbelievable degree, pushing my stimulation to the absolute breaking point where I could already feel myself about to explode deep inside her body.

Nichole completely abandoned feeding her breast to my mouth at this point, leaning down to lock her lips onto mine instead, kissing me with a fierce passion as if she believed we might never get the opportunity to execute this act ever again.

I couldn't hold back the tide for a single second longer. I didn't even attempt to execute a deep, final thrust; instead, I simply let my control break entirely, filling Nadia’s inner depths with a massive, pulsing discharge of warm semen. The connection sounds turned incredibly wet and sloppy as the fluid pooled inside her, but within seconds, I could feel the intense walls of her passage tighten and clamp down around my softening dragon as she rode out the waves of her own concurrent climax. Nadia leaned her weight fully back against my chest, her breathing ragged as she took over the kissing duties from Nichole, who was already reaching for the cleanup supplies on the desk.

Nadia looked up at me with a wide, triumphant grin, her bright-blue eyes sparkling in the dark.

"I watched videos to learn how to do that, fufu, and since you absolutely could not hold back your release, it means I officially won this round," Nadia teased, her blue eyes gleaming with triumph.

I let out a soft chuckle as I began adjusting my clothes, looking down at her beautiful face as I replied, "You are completely right. I simply cannot resist you, Nadia, and I happily admit defeat here. So by all means, please let me lose to your tricks a whole lot more in the future."

Taking a clean towel from her sister's hand, Nadia looked over her shoulder at my position and playfully added, "Oh no, Ricky, you completely came inside me just now. I might actually get pregnant from this encounter, you know, and you will be fully forced to take absolute responsibility for the consequences."

I pulled my track pants up and looked at her playful grin, then turned my gaze to look at both of them as I noted, "You two really tricked me good with that seat swap scheme, sigh. But I think in the end, I knew exactly how I was being used by your charms, and I completely wanted it anyway."

Nadia, who had smoothly slipped her panties back on and finished fixing the hem of her red dress, just reached up to pat the top of my head affectionately. "And that is exactly why my sister and I picked you out of everyone else, fufu. You are always so incredibly good to us."

Nichole stepped into my space, acting exactly like a protective wife as she reached up to zip up the front of my track jacket, her striking blue eyes locking directly into mine. "When the day finally arrives that I can officially marry you out in the open, I am going to let you mark my body every single day! But for this next year, I need you to just wait for me, Rick. I know navigating this timeline is incredibly difficult for you, but I promise it is all factored into my long-term calculations, so I'm sorry."

I leaned forward to plant a tender kiss right against Nichole's lips, noticing the sudden flash of sadness crossing her features. She was originally the pragmatic sister who had desperately fought against falling in love with me, but she had completely outsmarted her own heart in the end. Nadia wrapped her arms tightly around my waist from behind, pressing her face flush against my back as she murmured, "Ricky, I just know for a fact that I am going to be the one to give birth to your very first child. Deep down in my heart, I feel the reality of it so strongly, so please wish me good luck, okay?"

A warm smile touched my lips at her sudden blushing tone, and I gently turned around to lift her chin, pressing a soft kiss against her lips. "Then make sure to work incredibly hard for my sake, Nadia, and I promise I will always be right here cheering for you."

As I began checking through my pockets to ensure I had gathered all of my technical equipment and security items, a sudden thought struck my mind.

"Dammit! I just realized that I was totally planning to take a quick, no-face picture of me finishing inside one of you to send straight to Scotty's personal email inbox. Oh well, I missed the opportunity."

The girls, witnessing the sudden wave of genuine disappointment washing over my face, looked thoroughly amused by my petty desire for revenge.

Nadia reached into her dress pocket, holding up her smartphone with a triumphant grin to display a perfectly framed connection shot she had quietly snapped of me and Nichole. The screen displayed a clear, high-resolution image of my shaft buried deep inside her folds, with visible evidence of my release already leaking down her skin, and she had carefully framed the zoomed-in photo to only showcase our lower bodies to keep my identity hidden.

"Here you go, Ricky, just use this file instead," Nadia laughed, her blue eyes dancing. "I did tell you previously that Scotty is absolutely going to find out the truth eventually, didn't I? Oh, look how incredibly happy you look now, fufu!"

I pulled her close to plant another deep kiss on the trickster's lips, thoroughly grateful that she had managed to make my day a whole lot better. I quickly copied the media file over to my encrypted storage, plan-checking my schedule so I could routing-blast the image straight to Scott's personal inbox later tonight using his ex-maid's untraceable email server.

The three of us ended up missing the first full half-hour of our computer block, but the sisters managed the classroom re-entry perfectly, informing the instructor that they had suddenly felt faint in the corridor and that I had been kind enough to assist them back to full health by retrieving fresh water and guiding them to a rest spot. James, having known my behavioral habits for a long time, just fixed me with an incredibly suspicious glare from his desk, but he kept his mouth shut and didn't say a single word out loud.

As we settled into our technical assignments, Nichole leaned over toward my monitor to ask for a quick hacking favor. "Darling, be an absolute dear and access the local hospital network to adjust our medical files. We need the data to show that our pregnancies officially initiated right when we got married, rather than a few days prior to the ceremony. It is going to be incredibly difficult to explain the physical timeline to the family elders otherwise, so thanks."

"Ricky is officially my private super-spy, giggle," Nadia added from my other side.

It felt incredibly nice to finally reconnect physically with my very first lovers today. I was thoroughly relieved that Nichole had finally caved in her heart and accepted her real feelings, because Nadia had been acting genuinely sad about the distance between us lately—well, at least that was the exact explanation they gave me later that afternoon anyway.

The entire remainder of the university week flew by in a blur of motion with very few out-of-the-ordinary changes to my schedule, and now the official eve of the major Lang and Tang family dinner party has finally arrived. Let's just hope everything goes smoothly without the house burning down!