True Love (The Society #4)

Chapter 7 - A Suspicious Penile Birthmark

Thursday – November 16, 2023

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I received a text three hours later: “Check your lamp please :)”

I scanned my lamp again. Ash’s name still wasn’t on there.

But it didn’t matter. I was more interested in calling Gizmo. I needed to know if Ash was actually fucking her way through Manhattan or not. I pulled up Gizmo’s profile and called him.

“Hi,” I said when he answered. “This is your personal Society rep, calling to interview you about your most recent date.”

“I didn’t know I was going to get a personal rep. How cool.”

Sure. “So if you have a few minutes, I’d love to know how your date went.”

“It went okay. She seemed really nervous. And awkward.”

You’re nervous and awkward! I shook my head. I wasn’t sure why I was being so defensive. Ash usually was nervous and she was almost always awkward. They were two traits I loved about her. Maybe she had been awkward about fucking him though? I’d seen her punch a dick into a burning hot pizza, so... “Please elaborate about her awkwardness.”

“Alright. She was especially awkward when we were talking about Supernova Six.”

Because she’d gotten really into Rob’s VR. Maybe she and Gizmo had tried some light roleplaying? Gizmo looked like a roleplaying man. “Interesting. And how was the coitus?”

Gizmo laughed awkwardly.

Told you he was the awkward one.

“We didn’t do the hanky panky, Mr. Rep.”

The hanky whaty? “I mean the sex, Gizmo. How was it?”

“Nothing like that happened.”

“Not even...like...a little?”

“No. Hopefully there will be a second date so I can give her a kiss.”

They didn’t even kiss?! I laughed.

“What’s funny?” asked Gizmo.

I cleared my throat. “Nothing. Sorry. I’m going under a tunnel.” I made a staticky noise with my mouth and then hung up the phone.

I knew she wasn’t fucking anyone. She was just sending me all those saucy pictures. Ash was the world’s biggest tease. But she was only teasing me.

I smiled.

And then I frowned.

I needed to find Princess Karima and use my genie zapper.

The next night Ash sent me a picture of her in a sheer white dress. I could see her nipples even though they were super light. The text read: “If I wear this to your next game, do you think your teammates will try to gangbang me again like they did at the pool party?”

I chuckled and texted back: “Absolutely.”

“Good. Because I need to get pics this time so you can’t be mad.”

There was no entry notification on my security system until super late at night. Ash and Chastity must have been out late. But I had no idea what they were doing. Because it seemed highly unlikely that Ash was fucking anyone.

I couldn’t go to my soccer game on Saturday. I had to just watch it on my phone. The entire team was playing horribly. They all seemed super sluggish.

Were they tired because they’d been gangbanging Ash in that sheer white dress?

No way. She hadn’t banged them. And even if she did, she knew not to do it twice. It was against the rules.

Anyway…my teammates definitely needed me back ASAP because they were trash without me. They lost by three goals.

On Sunday there was no sign of Karima at the India vs. Australia cricket final. But that was fine. Because I got to cheer along with my grandson. And poke fun at Matt for never being able to wrap his head around the game.

“You really need to stop calling me son,” said Matt.

“I don’t want to confuse Jacob,” I said.

“I guess Rob is my best friend then.”

“Take it back.”

Matt laughed .

“Speaking of your lesser friends, I actually need to play a prank on Rob in retaliation to one he pulled on Ash.”

“The VR thing?” Matt nodded. “I really thought Ash wanted the kids to watch that.”

I laughed. “No, not that. He played another prank. He convinced her she was pregnant with triplets and she freaked out.”

Matt raised his eyebrows. “Are you sure she’s not pregnant with your kid?”

“Yes, it’s impossible.”

He gave me a weird look.

“Trust me.”

Matt shrugged. “If you say so. But...would that really be the worst thing if she was? Our kids could grow up together.”

Well, Princess Karima wasn’t here. So I had to wait another seven months to fill Ash with my baby. Unless she was currently freeing me... I shook my head. Definitely not. But seven months would fly by.

And speaking of Ash...the game had ended. It was finally time to go back home!

I was able to catch a slightly earlier flight home. I really wanted to surprise Ash.

I dropped my bags in my bedroom. The bathroom door creaked open. I smiled and then almost screamed.

An Italian guy walked out of the bathroom completely naked, his huge cock swinging everywhere.

“Who the hell are you?” I asked.

He wrapped a towel around himself. “I’m the butler. Who are YOU? ”

What the fuck? Wait. Ash had mentioned hiring a butler. This was perfect. I could ask him if he fucked her.

Nigel ran into my bedroom. “You’re fired!” he yelled. “Who ever heard of a houseboy not taking care of butlering duties?” He snapped his fingers in the butler’s face.

The butler dropped his towel and blinked. And then he shook his head. “Where am I?” He looked down. “And why am I naked?”

“You’re in a subway stop bathroom.”

“Wait...” I started.

But Nigel snapped his fingers and then the butler disappeared.

“What did you just do?”

Nigel turned around. “I wiped his memory. And then I teleported him to a subway stop bathroom.”

Yeah, I got that. The poor lad was probably going to be arrested for public indecency. “I wanted to ask him if he fucked Ash.”

“Oh.” Nigel shrugged. “Sorry. I was just doing as instructed.”

I’d told him to wipe the memories of anyone Ash joked about banging. But now I was regretting that decision. “Is there anyone’s memory you haven’t wiped?”

Nigel looked shocked. “Of course not. I always follow instructions.”

That was stretching it. I sighed. “Thanks, Nigel.”

“Do you want me to draw you a bath to relax? ”

I shook my head. I didn’t want to see Nigel with shampoo dripping down his chin again. The image was haunting. I picked up the discarded towel.

Wait. When the butler first walked out of the bathroom naked...I could have sworn he had the birthmark on his penis that Ash had mentioned. How would Ash know that? Unless she’d seen it?

The mystery of whether she was or wasn’t was driving me crazy.

I really needed to get to the bottom of this. I pulled out my phone and texted Ash, asking where she was.

She responded by sending me a picture of her in a red crop top. Her makeup was all done and her hair looked amazing. There was a muscular dude in the background. “About to start working out with my new trainer.”

We’ll see about that. I called the Society gym front desk and asked if a redheaded girl was there.

“Yes, she just got here. I don’t see her now though. She must be in the showers.”

Is she working out with her new trainer in the shower? I hung up and started searching the Society app for other clues about what she might have been up to recently. Maybe someone posted some pictures from the Veterans Day party. I scrolled back to posts from that day. There was a gif some guy had posted of Chastity with red, white, and blue makeup deepthroating a huge cock. And the caption read: “Both these sluts have boyfriends, but they still support the troops.” And then there was an American flag emoji.

Both ?

I looked more closely at the picture. In the background of the gif, there was another girl riding someone. And she was pretty pale. But the footage was blurry and I couldn’t see her hair. And she was completely naked, so I couldn’t tell if she was wearing the same outfit Ash had been.

I raked my fingers through my hair. Seriously...was she fucking other people?

“Master?”

I jumped. I hadn’t realized Nigel was still standing there.

“I think Mistress Ash is home!” He started running toward the door.

What was he doing? I ran after him.

“We missed you!” yelled Nigel as he opened the front door. He pulled her into a big hug.

I’d really wanted to be the one to greet her...

“Oh.” Ash patted the top of his head. “I missed you too.”

“Did you?” Nigel pulled back. “Say it again.”

She made a weird face. “I missed you, Nigel.”

“Again.”

“I don’t want to say it again.”

“You can do it quietly.”

She made another face. “I missed you,” she whispered. She shook her head.

Yeah, that had made it much more intimate.

Nigel hugged her again. “Let me go draw the mistress a bath. And if there are any butler duties you need, please come to me.” He ran back toward the bathroom.

I laughed .

Ash looked up at me. “I didn’t realize he liked me so much...”

I didn’t hear the rest of her words, because I slammed her back against the wall and captured her lips in a searing kiss.

She moaned into my mouth.

I hoisted her legs up around my waist and my lips fell to the side of her neck.

“I’m so excited to see you...” She moaned again as I sucked on her neck. “You should have told me you were coming home early!”

“I wanted to surprise you.”

“But if I had known you were coming I would have fucked my trainer faster. And I definitely wouldn’t have let his friend take a turn.”

Part of me believed her. Part of me didn’t. All I knew was that I was glad she was in my arms right now. And just thinking of another man actually touching her... I needed to replace those memories. I pulled her off the wall and carried her to our bedroom.

“I missed you,” she said and nestled the side of her face against my chest. She said it like she meant it. The opposite of the way she’d said it to Nigel.

“I missed you too.” I tossed her down on my bed and she laughed.

And I was about to show her how much. I climbed on top of her.

No, I didn’t know whether she was fucking other guys or not. But it didn’t matter. All that mattered right now was that I reminded her who she belonged to. But by the way she was clawing at the back of my shirt, she already knew .

Mine. I kissed between her breasts.

Mine. I pushed her shirt up and kissed her stomach.

I pulled down her shorts and pushed her thong to the side. Mine. I lowered my mouth to her pussy.

Besides, I’d find out the truth on Thanksgiving.