Jail and some talks

"So you are telling me you were making love to this woman here?" gulped the police detective. "You, you were fuc...excuse me, making love to Mary Jane Watson."

"Yes, detective Knight. I can get you an autograph. She's my client, and before you ask. We have been in a sexual relationship before she signed as a client." Nick said with a smirk.

"But, she's married, a supermodel and you are so, so, fat." The flummoxed African American said.

Nick leaned forward and put his lips near her ear, "You know the saying, 'once you go black, you never go back?' Let's just say, woman don't stay black once they see what I'm packing."

"Bullshit."

"Do you want me to prove it to you?" said a gloating Nick. "I can. Though not today business and all that. You know, you are pretty darn hot. If you were ever wanting to model, please call me. Here's my number. Fuck, or model, or both. Let me know."

"OK, well then." stuttered the flustered detective.

"Detective Knight, detective Knight. This boy says he has video of everything. Says he saw Mr. Parker peeping and started filming before he went out to confront him." a young officer said as he ran up to Detective Knight.

"Let's see it. No sound besides the fucking going on inside." commented the officer.

Nick bristled and said, "Love making. Fucking isn't what was happening that time."

"Sorry sir, didn't mean to be crude."

"Well, it appears you were telling the truth Mr. Katzenberg. And it appears Mr. Parker needs to be booked for ****. I could add more, but I would probably have to add them to your nephew as well." Detective Knight said.

"Officer, Detective, considering the Bugle rented out the entire resort and no one underage was allowed to come, can't we ignore the sexual acts. After all this is private land."

"You know what, fine. Officer go find Mr. Parker, start at his cabin." ordered the tall woman before leaning toward Nick and whispering, "I see large cocks run in the family. Maybe I will call, maybe I will."
Nick was pleased with himself as he watched the plump muscular rear of the woman saunter away. Another powerful woman to make submit to his cock. And maybe a second, or third member for his fledgling agency.

"Let me go, I'm not a criminal, let me go." Shouted Peter as he was cuffed by the young officer.

"I always knew you were sketchy Parker. Officer, he is the one who is always following Spiderman around. Make sure to really turn it to him, he might be able to provide information on that criminal under pressure." Sneered J. Jonah Jameson from the crowd. "Parker, I was thinking about giving you Nick's spot on the roster, but I think it's going to Brock instead. I might be convinced to change my mind if you hand over the web-slingin' crook."

"Yeah hand over Spiderman."

"You're covering for him, aren't you!"

"Asshole."

"How can you attack a man just because he's gay, or bi!"

"Homophobe."

"Fuck you Parker."

Peter hung his head in shame as the cop lead him to the cruiser.

"Wait a second officer, before you go can I ask a question and say something real quick to Parker also?" Nick said as he jogged up to the cruiser.

"Sure, I don't see why not. What's the question?"

Nick paused as he looked the officer in the eye, "Well, to be honest it's a simple one. What is the earliest he could get out? My nephew, myself and the woman I was making love to are a bit scared he may attack again. What do I need to do to get a restraining order?"

"We can put a note in the arresting file but you should talk to your lawyer and get the proper procedures done. Mr. Parker should be in jail until at least Monday."

"Thanks man, here's my card. Mail me if you want an autograph from one of my clients. I should have a website up and running next week with my list of clients." Nick said with a heartfelt smile. "If you don't mind, I'm going to talk to Peter...errr...Mr. Parker."

"Hey Peter. Just wanted to let you know MJ is OK, but she is a bit fearful, so we are going to get a hotel somewhere for the next week away. She will be filing an order of protection. We will contact you when you get out. Take this as an opportunity to think about her offer. I do feel sorry for you; you let a great woman get away. Your loss, my gain, but you don't necessarily need to be completely out of her life. Think on it." Nick said in as calm a tone as he could muster. Something about MJ's abject terror made Nick begin to question how much he should push Peter.

Peter seemed to barely register what Nick was saying, or that it was Nick saying it to him. He appeared almost catatonic after today's events. Nick looked at the man with a hint of pity. He had hated Peter for his smugness before but now, this broken man only elicited pity. If MJ saw him now, how would she react?

"Officer, I think he may need to be on suicide watch. He looks completely broken." Nick said, "I'll be off, remember if you need an autograph contact me, but give it a week to see who joins my agency."

Nick ambled back to his cabin to find MJ and Felicia in deep conversation.

"MJ we need to talk. I saw something in your eyes today that confused me." Nick said, not hesitating to interrupt the girls conversation.

MJ's head swirled to look at Nick and said quizzically, "What?"

"Fear, fear of Peter? I get anger, sadness, even scorn. I don't get fear. Peter isn't exactly scary." Nick said with a look of puzzlement.

MJ muttered something under her breathe Nick could only barely hear pieces of, "S...erman is scar...ter...an." but he could see Felicia only slightly raise her eyebrow at the statement. Brain fighting his conclusion, it took Nick a few minutes of staring at the two women to reach his conclusion.

"Come back to the bedroom. Fewer prying eyes and ears. Let's talk."

"Both of us?"

"Ohh yes. I had meant to have this conversation much later with Ms. Hardy, but after what you just said MJ, I think she can join and help the conversation."

MJ's eyes went wide as her head swiveled to Felicia with face of questions and worries.

"Sorry MJ. We all have our secrets, I guess its time to share some." Felicia said with a tinge of red creeping up her neck. "How'd you find out?"

"Just clicked after I woke up and the bed was empty last night. Come on bedroom is waiting." Nick said. "We can also discuss today's plans."

"So you are Black Cat? I don't know if I should thank you, or hate you, or both for kissing Peter. I will say thank you for last night. I didn't want that foul man in my bed last night." MJ said, her face a picture of astonishment and confusion as she hugged Felicia on the bed.

The normally upbeat, playful and strong woman looked a bit embarrassed by the situation, "I won't apologize for kissing Peter. It was the heat of the moment, dragging him into the tent was a mistake, for many reasons. So I am sorry for that."

"Bullshit, you are only sorry Peter wasn't 'big enough to ride the cat.'" MJ said before breaking into shared giggles with Felicia, "Besides we are already sharing a better man right now. So let's let it go."

Nick was still slightly in shock from finally hearing the truth, he had guessed at a lot of it, but hearing it was something else. It had all come spilling out rather easily, both women seemingly needing to bare their souls. Still he couldn't formulate a plan on how to deal with the problem. He couldn't fight Spiderman, but...

"MJ if it comes to it, if there is no other choice, how do you feel about ruining Spiderman's reputation, or revealing the truth?"

"I would prefer not to do that. I still have feelings for Peter, but if there really is no other solution."

"OK, let's just do this. Let's set up a deadman switch when we hire that lawyer. I set a meeting with her for Monday. If Peter, or Spiderman does something to one of us the truth comes out." Nick said slowly and with some apprehension, "Felicia, thanks for being honest. I don't know where this leaves us. I hadn't planned to ask this until I was sure we were meant to work together as Master and Mistress."

Felicia kissed the fat man's neck and purred into his ear, "Let's just continue down the path we were on Nick. I think we both know where it's going but let's see after we get back to the real world."

"Sounds good. On a happier and somewhat related note. Your first contract has come in MJ and they will pay some cash up front. First shoot is in the Bahamas in three weeks. Lingerie brand you will love. As a plus they agreed to let me be the photographer. It's a longer contract, three years but for a total of twenty million. I have three more companies with similar offers. Two I am wary of because one is an old brand which is on the down swing and the other is a bit risqué. The other is a basic luxury brand. I want to Ok that one. I should have the contracts to sign for those two by Monday." Nick said with an actual pleasant smile. "By the way the upfront will be a million dollars for you after my percentage. I only get five grand a day but with my agent fee, I am fine with that. Plus I get a free trip to the Bahamas with my slut."

"Thanks Nick." MJ said with absolute glee in her eyes.

"I was thinking of moving, what do both of you think of finding a place together. Felicia, you said you only run around as Black Cat because you need the money. I may not be massively wealthy but after Monday I should have about half a million in the bank with more to come. MJ will be moving in at least until things with Peter are determined."

"Nick, let me pay some of the money for the apartment. Combined we should be able to pull almost 2.5 million by Monday, that should be enough for a nice down payment." MJ said as she bounced in her seat her unbound breasts bouncing with her, mesmerizing the fat man.

Felicia hung her head in contemplation, "I only have a few hundred thousand, but I can contribute that as well. I, I want to move in with you Nick."

"Perfect, that's settled. Today, I was thinking we can just take it easy during the day. It's been a stressful morning and MJ you had a rough night also. Let's just stay together and relax. I can shoot a few photos for the socials later. Felicia, I would also like you to think about joining my agency as a model, or agent. Your choice. Pay is higher as a model, but power is greater as an agent."

"That sounds like a good idea." Felicia said, her face brightening as her future looked far less stormy all of a sudden.

"No Nick, I kind of want to shut my mind down." MJ cut in, her tone was almost pleading as she turned to the fat man and without being asked fell to her knees. "Use me as your **** today, you make all the decisions today. Spidey and Petey, sir"

'That phrase has new meaning.' Thought Nick, his eyes beaming as he stood and pulled his shorts down in one tug, letting his cock dangle in front of his ****'s eyes and simple said, "My little Red, suck."