Do whatever it takes to keep the plan on track

"Oh my god!" said Nicole, running up to me. "Will, what happened to your neck?!"

I rubbed the bandage I'd put on my neck where Vlad had cut me. It wasn't big, he hadn't needed to cut deep to draw blood. Unfortunately, I didn't even have enough BS to risk a lie about cutting myself shaving. "Don't worry about it, baby. It's no big deal. By the way, Vinnie, my old college buddy, managed to get out of work! We can add him to the guest list, right?"

-3 BS. 4 Remaining.

"Of course we can!" said Nicole. "Oh my god, he can be your best man!"

"No! I mean... He's really shy. Doesn't like people looking at him."

That was completely true. Fourth generation Russian mafia don't generally like being seen at events like this.

"Aw, that's too bad," responded Nicole. "Don't worry. I'll call the wedding planner on the drive and make sure he has a seating assignment at the reception. Are you ready to go?"

This hike seemed like a dumb idea, especially since all the parents were coming along. Still, I couldn't turn down any of the events in Nicole's perfect destination wedding extravaganza. So I played along and acted excited as we all piled into a small parade of jeeps and headed towards the mountain.

After two hours of climbing, I hated hiking more than ever. The girls kept talking about how beautiful and lush the vegetation was. Mr. Ito insisted on telling more stories about getting great deals from manufacturers for his company. It was weird that Simone actually seemed to cheer up a little listening to his dumb stories.

The only person more miserable than me was Mrs. Astor and she wasn't hiding it like I was. Her husband was taking full advantage of his newfound ability to order her around. She wasn't originally supposed to come on this hike, but he'd said she needed to exercise more, so here she was, panting like crazy. He wasn't even letting her eat any snacks.

After a little while Mr. Astor was pushing her so hard that they were way ahead of the group. Kennedy and Xavier were also way out in front, as if to prove that they were more athletic and competitive than the rest of us. Ainsley and Opal were a little in front of me and Nicole. Simone and her parents were following behind us a bit.

Then Mr. Ito stopped his story and said, "You know, I'm getting a little too old for this kind of exertion. I think Elise and I going to stop here. Simone, go ahead and finish climbing the mountain with your friends. You can pick us up on the way back."

This was a little weird. Despite his age, Mr. Ito didn't seem winded at all. Still, Simone accepted it and ran ahead to catch up with the other bride's maids, making sure to keep Ainsley between her and Opal.

"Actually, it might be better if someone stayed here with us," said Mr. Ito. "I don't want to be a bother, but I feel safer with one of you young people around. Ainsley? Would you mind?"

The blonde model looked a little startled by the request, but then she smiled. "Yes, of course!"

Simone looked confused. "Daddy, if you need any help, I can-"

"No, no, you're the maid of honor! You need to stay with the bride! Your friend Ainsley was very helpful this morning. I'm sure she doesn't mind staying with us. Right, Ms. Schermerhorn?"

"Um, sure. It's really no problem. I'll see you all later."

We started moving again, hiking up the mountain. Something struck me as strange about what had just happened, and I thought I knew what it was. Plus, now that it was just a few of us, I sensed an opportunity. I leaned in close to Nicole and whispered, "I'm going to hang back and make sure the Itos are okay. I'm not sure Ainsley would be much use in a wild monkey attack. Why don't you talk to Simone about our party plans?"

Nicole blushed and giggled. She nodded, so I turned around and went back down the trail.

When I got to the spot where we'd left Ainsley and the Itos, nobody was there. I stopped and listened carefully. There was a noise coming from off to the side of the trail. I moved towards it slowly, trying to stay quiet. I came to a hillside and carefully peaked around it.

Ainsley was on the ground on all fours. Her shorts had been pulled down around her thighs and her shirt and bra had been pulled up over her big tits. Mr. Ito was on his knees behind her, slowly but firmly driving his cock in and out of her. Elise was sitting on the ground in front of Ainsley, her incredible, curvy body completely naked, holding the blonde woman's head very firmly in her crotch.

With a sweet, lively smile, Elise said, "Lèche moi la chatte, conne de pute blonde!" Her tone was different from our encounter yesterday, she was ordering Elise around like a mean cheerleader forcing a nerd to do her homework.

These three were insatiable! Or at least the Itos were and Ainsley had lost the capacity to say 'no'.

Ainsley was definitely eating that French pussy as hard as she could. She looked almost **** to please Elise. Was all of this from the beliefs that I had implanted in the bride's maids? None of the others were going this far to please the guests. Was Ainsley a huge slut or was the middle-aged businessman just that good with women? Mr. Ito leaned forward and grabbed one of Ainsley's jiggling tits, smiling the same mild way he did when he told one of his boring stories about resolving manufacturing issues.

Elise arched her back, closed her eyes and pushed Ainsley harder into her pussy as she said, "Yes! Lèche-moi comme ça! Yes!" Then she jerked a little bit and went rigid.

+1 BS. 5 Remaining.

Just one BS for making a woman cum out in the woods while her husband fucked her from behind? Ainsley had definitely done too much with these two for the app to consider it novel.

Seeing that Elise had stopped moving, Ainsley lifted her head up. Mr. Ito grabbed a big fistful of her wavy, blonde hair and pushed her head back down. Without losing his polite smile or calm voice, he said, "No, no. Your little, pink tongue doesn't stop working until one of us puts it somewhere else. Understand?"

"Yes, Mr. Ito!" said Ainsley. He let go of her hair and she went back to licking up Elise's juices like it was her job. Mr. Ito kept slowly pushing in and out of her pussy.

I felt a finger tap on my shoulder. I spun around, terrified that Vlad had changed his mind and come looking for me.