Welcome Home

Pulling up to his house after a very long and disastrous day, Walker parked his truck and sighed to himself. Thinking of a certain red headed student he hoped she was at home and coping with the situation well. She was quite the mess after he pulled her down from that flag pole and carried her inside. He had wished to stay with her longer but he had to deal with the media shit storm the incident had caused. For the first time in his life he felt guilty about having a tired head ache from the situation as he expected that no matter how pained he was by the whole ordeal the red head herself was facing a world of difference, being the very center of the incident.

Walking to his door he wondered how he could help her, at least make school life a bit easier for the girl. Though his mind soon went to the fact that his door was left unlocked. Usually meaning one thing was waiting for him behind it. "Of all the day's, can she not control herself even at a time like this?" he wondered.

With an exasperated sigh he opened the door thinking there was nothing that could surprise him at this point.

"""Welcome home Master""" the man heard from three feminine voices.

His usually stoic face not conveying the utter shock he was left in at the sight before him.

The most shocking part wasn't the blonde, with a sly grin, in a bikini style maid outfit. Hair tied in a pony tail, small black tube top with white frilled cups, bare midriff, a white waist apron obscuring a pair of black panties with a white tie at the front, white thigh high stockings, and black high heels.

Nor the black woman wearing a frilly black and white apron covering her front half, clearly not wearing a bra, a lacy white thong and fishnet stockings, with a matching pair of black high heels to the blonde.

This sight was very normal for the large bald man who had long accepted the appearance of the blonde woman's sexy black friend from time to time. What left him questioning if he was seeing right was the presence of a similarly dressed teenage red head. Her face red with shame as she avoided the large man's gaze. Mistaking his confusion and shock from the unexpected sight, as anger. Never even thinking that her current appearance had so starkly contrasted the image of her crying herself to sleep, that filled him with guilt on the ride home, that he couldn't take his stern look off her scantily clad form.

As if to break the tension Ashley playfully said "would you like dinner? A bath? or... us?" while pressing up her impressive cleavage and putting on a faux bashful look.

Snapping the man out of his stupor for him to say bluntly "you've been watching too much foreign cartoons."

"The fact that you know that says a lot" Ashley teased.

"You'd be surprised at what you catch a soldier doing in his off time in the army" the man said. Before bringing his mind back to the current situation and asking "now would you mind telling me what Miss Beaucorps is doing in my house, dressed like that, especially after what happened today."

To this Ashley just walked up and started whispering in his ear "I'm getting her mind off of what happened today."

"And you think this is how you do it?" Walker asked sternly.

"I got her laughing in a tickle fight not twenty minutes ago. You may question my methods, but you can't ignore the results. So be a good boy and play along, for her sake" Ashley said with her classic confident smile, reassuring the man. Who was once again surprised at the magic this seemingly unconcerned blonde could do. Hell their current relationship was a result of her uncanny ability to read and influence people, for better or worse.

Pinching the bridge of his nose and sighing the man looked to Renee, awkwardly shifting about in her sexy outfit, and asked "Miss Beaucorps I just want to clarify you are here of you're own will, if not I can get you properly dress and take you home."

Surprised Renee didn't know how to answer, quickly looking to Ashley who didn't seem to care how she answered. As if she already knew what she would choose to do.

[This continuation is dedicated to my first paid Patreon (patreon.com/ElectricBull8i) member Tallyman19]