Is this destiny?

Chapter 768 - One Day Before Wedding (J&J) (9)

It didn't take long for four men to get handsy with Harriet, Tiffany and Madison. There were two more men in the room, but they were too drunk to do anything.

Harriet was sitting on the lap of one man who kissed her neck and groped her breasts over her dress. She didn't recognize the moment when her body heated up to the point where she started returning his kisses.

Tiffany was squeezed between two men. One was kissing her neck while other kissed her lips. Each of them groped one of her breasts. Few minutes into it, one of the men passed out when alcohol caught up with him, and the man on Tiffany's right was more than happy that he does not need to share her. His eyes flashed in surprise that she didn't resist when his hand started moving up her skirt.

Madison was somehow keeping man's hands away from the hem of her skirt, but she allowed him to kiss her and grope her breasts.

Harriet was holding onto man's shoulders as tightly as she could, unsure if it's because she is enjoying what he is doing to her, or because she fears that she will fall of his lap. But his kisses were passionate and definitely the best she ever had. Man's hand went between her thighs and moved higher. His kiss deepened and he let out a low growl when he felt how wet she is. Even her panties were dripping wet.

"Not there…", she weakly protested while trying to push his hand away.

"Don't worry… I will pay later.", he mumbled between kisses, assuming that she is resisting because he didn't pay for that 'extra service'.

Harriet's whole body shuddered when his palm pressed on the cradle of her thighs over the thin fabric. In a split second he moved her panties out of the way and his fingers were sliding between her wet folds rhythmically.

Harriet's mind was spinning, and she is not sure when her breast got out of her dress, taking advantage of that deep V-neck… but she enjoyed profusely the way that man sucked on her nipple, and rubbed between her wet folds just right, and she gasped while pulling him closer when his finger slipped inside her.

Tiffany was not in a much better state. Her dress was pushed up, and the man was kissing her sloppily while grinding himself on top of her, between her legs.

Madison managed to keep her dress down, probably because man was too wasted to do anything about it. But her top was all messed up, her plump breasts were exposed, and the man was enjoying sucking and biting her nipples.

Harriet moaned as man's two fingers relentlessly moved in and out of her while his thumb was pressing on her clit. She felt her climax building up, and she was surprised that just biting on her lower lip was not enough to suppress her scream when she fell apart in that man's hand. Next thing she knows, she is lying on the sofa, and the man is above her, unbuttoning his pants. It seems that her climax countered some of the drug which was in her system and provided her mind with a spec of clarity. She pushed the man away. It was not difficult since he was wasted due to alcohol and didn't provide any resistance. Harriet was still shivering from her climax as she looked at the man on the floor who was not moving. He looked like he is sleeping. Objectively, he is a bit older, but not bad looking. And that climax is etched into her mind while her body craved for more… she wondered what would happen if they met under different circumstances… Harriet got up and went through his pockets. She smirked when she found a stack of business cards inside his jacket. She took one and kept it in her purse swiftly, as if she is afraid that someone will see her.

Harriet looked toward Tiffany who was on a nearby sofa and saw a scene of the man kneeling between Tiffany's legs and pleasuring her with his tongue. Based on Tiffany's erratic breathing, Harriet was not sure if she should interrupt them or not, and those few seconds of delay were enough for Tiffany to climax while groaning loudly and clutching man's hair.

When Tiffany's body stopped trembling, Harriet kicked the man to the side and pulled Tiffany up, and then went to rescue Madison who didn't seem to want to be rescued.

The man's hand finally reached under Madison's dress and she spread her legs apart to allow him easier access. Madison's arms were around man's neck, holding him firmly in place while they kissed, and her body was twitching with every move of that man's hand inside her half-thorn panties… an obvious sign that she climaxed… at least once.

Harriet gave a big slap to Madison, and that woke her up from her stupor. Harriet regretted her slapping idea because her palm ended up covered in saliva. Harriet didn't want to think if that is Madison's or that man's… it's equally disgusting.

Three women looked around the room and with horror (finally) realized that this is not Jeffrey's party.  Or at least, Jeffrey and Aiden are not there… and they are probably not coming.

They clambered into the hallway and clumsily started fixing their appearances.

"Huh, I barely managed to save my virginity.", Tiffany mumbled.

Madison paused and then burst into laugh. "Virginity? You are kidding, right?"

No matter how she looks at Tiffany, the woman is at least in her mid-twenties. Did she say that she is a virgin?

Tiffany narrowed her eyes at Madison. "Of course, I'm not kidding… my cherry is only for Jeffrey to pick."

Madison and Harriet exchanged glances and rolled their eyes at the obvious lie, but they are not in a business of exposing Tiffany.

They fixed their clothes and went to the room which Kyra got as 'Penelope'.

The room was empty, and they realized that Kyra set them up.

"I'm going to kill her!", Madison screamed while breaking some bottles which were arranged on the minibar.

The door opened and Kyra entered. Madison was about to pounce on her, but when she saw Kyra's appearance she stopped in her tracks.

Kyra's hair was messed up, her outfit disheveled, and that combined with Kyra's sorrowful expression… it seems that she had it worse than three of them.

"What happened to you?", Tiffany asked Kyra.

"I don't know really, I was about to enter the room with you, and someone pulled me from the back. Next thing I know I'm struggling against two guys to get out of the room…. and my strength seeped out of my body… I managed to kick them and run out… but not before…" Kyra's voice trembled, and she stared at the floor while hugging her body.

At next moment, Kyra frantically started running her fingers through her hair while looking at other three. She asked in a shaky voice: "How about you? Did you go to Jeffrey's room?"

Three of them exchanged glances and shared a silent understanding that some things should be kept a secret.

"We were in that room, but Jeffrey was not there. Aiden was not there either. They probably left early since tomorrow is the big day.", Harriet responded.

"If they were not there, why did you stay inside so long?", Kyra pouted. "If you came out earlier, you would see that I am missing, and you would help me..."

One tear rolled from Kyra's right eye and Harriet stepped forward to give her a hug.

"There, there…" Harriet patted Kyra's back. "It's over... Let's get out of here."

Kyra sniffled and nodded.

Four of them made sure they look presentable, put on their facemasks and headed out of the club.

Because of the mask no one noticed sinister smile on Kyra's face.

Kyra laughed internally while thinking that this turned out so much better than she planned. Now she has the evidence of how slutty these women are… giving themselves to random people in a strip club! There is no way that any of them will EVER be allowed to become part of THE White family.

The only complication is that now she needs to come up with another plan to break up Jeffrey and JoAnna, but she is not in a rush.. Time is on her side.