Chapter: Twenty-Nine: A Grayson Carol (A Five Year Anniversary Special)

Hey everyone, so it turns out today happens to be the five-year anniversary for Redwater a fact that I didn't realise until a few weeks ago, so when I did I decided to do a celebration story but I also realised I wanted to tie it to my main story which led to the chapter below which includes some references to stories I set up in the past and some I have completed. So enjoy and here's to another five years. UF.

PETER:

A light-brown, almost blondish young adult of twenty years of age with light brown eyes and a muscular body that was scattered with several tattoos and scars looked around in confusion at the endless darkness before him. Turning and looking in every direction of a way out while he tried to remember where he was moments before.

I was in bed with Anneliese.

How did I get here?

Where am I?

What is the place?

Am I dreaming?

Is this real?

Peter Grayson questioned himself as he looked at the endless darkness around him only to feel it shift and change until he was in his bedroom only this time there was no sign of Anneliese or anyone else and Peter quickly realised why. It was not the master bedroom of Redstone Manor but rather his bedroom at Grayson Manor which was impossible since Kai had burned down the manor two years ago and Peter and Adrianna had replaced it with Redstone Manor.

“This is impossible.” Peter said in surprise.

“Not here it isn’t.” A voice called out and Peter turned to see someone he didn’t expect, a brunette with electric-blue eyes with large breasts and toned ass wrapped up in a micro-mini dress that highlighted her figure.

“Heather?” Peter said in confusion upon seeing his friend, Heather Ravers as he approached her. “What are you doing here? Where are we?”

“I brought you here.” Heather answered and Peter looked at her in even more confusion.

“You brought?” Peter muttered as he looked at Heather, staring at her electric-blue eyes which seemed way too comfortable and familiar but at the same time Peter could tell was a total stranger to him. “You’re not Heather.” Peter said as he took a step back away from her.

“No I am not,” The not-Heather commented. “But what I did do was choose this face and body, even the location, so this experience would be comfortable for you.”

“You choose?” Peter said in disbelief as he paced the room. “This isn’t real. This isn’t real. I mean I’ve seen some shit, I’ve done some shit but this isn’t real. Am I dreaming? Am I dead?”

“I cannot say if you’re dreaming or answer the question of whether this is real but what I can confirm is you are not dead, Peter.” The not-Heather said as she put both hands on Peter’s shoulders in an effort to get him to calm down.

“Then where am I?” Peter questioned.

“Somewhere I can help you.” The not-Heather answered.

“Help me? By wearing the face of my friend?” Peter said as he took a step back away from not-Heather.

“Like I said I chose this form to be comfortable for you if it isn’t I could always change,” The not-Heather said before doing a twirl and Peter watched as the not-Heather was replaced by a redhead with emerald green eyes, a slender body wrapped up in a cocktail dress that Peter knew all too well was covering up a pair of large breasts and a curvy ass. “Is this better?”

“Adrianna? Uh…” Peter said surprised at what he had just witnessed.

“I know you like her a lot. Not that I can complain. This body is amazing…” The now not-Adrianna Cabot said as she checked out her body in the mirror.

“It is,” Peter agreed before shaking his head. “Wait… No… This is weird. That’s my sister…”

“And lover.” The not-Adrianna pointed out.

“How did you know…” Peter shook his head, realising the answer wasn’t important. “Just can you choose someone else? Someone that isn’t a friend or a sister or even a lover?”

“Fine,” The not-Adrianna sighed in annoyance before giving another twirl and this time she shifted into a tall woman with pale, white skin, long brown hair with electric-blue eyes, a slender figure decked out in a black peice of lingerie that showcased her medium-sized breasts and curvy ass that Peter knew all too well since the form now was that of his mother, someone he didn’t think he would ever see again. “Will someone maternal work? I always loved this cover of your mother’s. Mera was so sexy in this.” The not-Mera Grayson said. “Don’t you think?”

“I think I preferred you as AC or Heather.” Peter told her and almost sensing what he wanted the not-Mera looked at him once again in annoyance.

“This is the last time. I’m not changing after this,” The not-Mera spoke before muttering to herself. “Someone comfortable but far enough removed that it isn’t weird or traumatic…” The not-Mera mumbled before saying out loud. “Oh, I know!” The not-Mera said before completing another twirl and this time her body changed from Mera Grayson to a red-haired woman that Peter found looked oddly similar to Adrianna with the same emerald, green eyes and dressed in an emerald green cocktail dress that showed off the cleavage from her large breasts toned ass and Peter noticed a tattoo the woman had on her arm that showcased of a fox on fire that actually seemed to be moving across her body, something that Peter thought was impossible. “Someone maternal and familiar but far enough removed to not be weird. How did I do?”

“Who is…” Peter said at the slightly unfamiliar figure as he tried to recall where he had seen her before and then it came to him. The similarity to Adrianna, her photos in Adrianna’s bedroom, the many visits he had to the said woman’s home right until her death when her daughter was ten-years-old. “Imogen… Imogen Cabot,” Peter said in realisation as he stared at the not-Imogen. “I can work with that.”

“Good. Now can we get to me helping you? Cos I don’t have all day.” The not-Imogen said as she folded her arms.

“Help me?” Peter said curiously.

“And we’re already late.” The not-Imogen said as she looked at the clock. “We should get a move on.”

“Wait… Wait… Wait… Can you at least explain?” Peter asked. “Like do you have a name?”

“Finally he asks,” The not-Imogen said with a smile. “I guess you can call me Carol,” Carol introduced herself. “And I will explain later. Right now, you’re late.”

“Late?” Peter questioned. “Late for what?”

“Your date,” Carol smirked as she raised her right hand. “Or at least a date by your standards.” Carol said before snapping her fingers.

Peter heard Carol snap his fingers and found a blinding light envelop him, causing him to close his eyes and attempt to avert his gaze in an effort to avoid looking at it and it was almost quick as Carol had snapped her fingers that Peter found that light had vanished and slowly opening his eyes, he discovered that he was no longer in his old bedroom at Grayson Manor but instead in the familiar living room of Redstone Manor.

Glancing around, Peter recognised the familiar location of the manor that he knew took inspiration from Greek and Roman architecture but had been blended together with a modern design and decorated with a lot of original artwork and paintings on its walls and had the Grayson family crest above the doors and iron gates.

Redstone Manor Peter recalled, had at least twenty-nine bedrooms all with en-suite bathrooms and walk-in closets with a master suite which included a master bedroom connected to three additional bedrooms, bathroom, walk-in closets and a balcony that overlooks the manor’s grounds.

The manor itself also had a living room, dining room, a great room, a formal dining room, ballroom, three offices, a library, a big kitchen, a parlour, a pantry, a rec-room, billiards room, a built-in theatre, an indoor pool and hot tub, sauna, gym, laundry room and a former servant's wing as well as a basement that contains a wine cellar and a storage area.

Located on the grounds of the manor there was a huge garage with a workshop and a collection of vintage cars as well as more modern ones, a pool and hot tub including a patio and barbecue area, an outdoor kitchen to serve party events, the family tomb, a multipurpose court, and a small lake, and it also has a large wood area.

It was while Peter was looking around, he realised that Carol was nowhere in sight to explain what it was that they were doing there. Turning to find someone who could possible help, Peter realised he didn’t have to wait long as he heard footsteps and he turned to find another familiar face belonging to a blonde-haired woman with blue eyes, a slender body wrapped up in a cocktail dress that did little to hide her large breasts and curvy ass.

“Carol?” Peter said in confusion upon seeing Kelsey McNamara.

“Who’s Carol? I don’t think we need another C.” Kelsey responded.

“Wait, is that actually you?” Peter wondered.

“Duh, you can’t replicate all this,” Kelsey said as she flaunted her body for Peter. “You got here pretty quick.”

“Uh, yeah,” Peter shook his head, unsure if he was still dreaming or if this was reality. “Where is everyone? Anneliese?”

“Anneliese? She’d be at home with her parents. Where else?” Kelsey said before looking at him worriedly. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” Peter shook his head, realising that he must still be dreaming before taking Kelsey’s hand into his. “So, you’re my date?”

“Ha ha, real funny,” Kelsey smiled. “If you wanted a date, you wouldn’t be hanging out with this devil to corrupt all the sweet innocents of Redwater University. Speaking of which, I’ve got your next line-up and they’re eager.” Kelsey told Peter as she led Peter out of the living room and up towards the master suite.

“Line-up? They’re?” Peter said in confusion.

“Relax, it’s not like you can’t handle multiple girls before. You’ve done that on more than just one occasion,” Kelsey pointed out as she opened the door to the master bedroom and pushed him inside. “Rock their world, big guy!” Kelsey called out before closing and locking the door behind Peter before he could even react.

“Hello Peter!” A mixture of voices giggled causing Peter’s attention to divert to the bed.

“Holy shit!” Peter said out loud upon seeing the sight before him.

“Holy shit is right.” A blonde-haired woman with light green eyes, medium-sized breasts and a toned ass all on display for him responded as she looked over at Peter and Peter couldn’t help but find his eyes roaming the body of Gabriella Meade.

“What took you so long?” The blonde-haired, hazel-eyed woman Peter knew as Isabel Smythe who was decked out in a black lingerie set that highlighted her large breasts and a nice, curvy ass.

“Not that we’re complaining.” Peter’s best friend, Hollie Hart pointed out. Hollie Hart was a tall woman with brown hair, brown eyes, an hourglass body with large breasts and a curvy ass, all on display for Peter.

“I don’t think I should be…” Peter said turning to leave but recalling that Kelsey had locked the door. “Here.”

“I think you’re exactly where you should be.” Hollie said as she climbed off the bed, making her way over to her best friend. “Right here with me, helping me get over my ex-girlfriend by helping me get laid.”

“Ex-girlfriend?” Peter said in surprise.

“I think he might be a tad overdressed for that.” Isabel told the brunette with a smile as she joined Hollie and Peter, putting her hand on Peter’s shoulder.

“Luckily we’re here to help.” Gabriella added before taking hold of Peter’s head and planting a firm kiss on his lips, that slowly turned into her making out with him and despite all the confusion and initial surprise, Peter soon found himself kissing her back.

At the same time, Peter watched from the corner of his eye as Isabel and Hollie went back to making out with one another while exploring each other’s bodies as he continued to kiss Gabriella, their tongues meeting in a frenzied battle as they began to undress one another so that they were just as naked as the two wpmen who were now sixty-nineing on the bed.

Growing rock-hard at the sight before him and the blonde-haired beauty who was still kissing him and just as naked as he was, Peter felt Gabriella wrap her hand around his member and he moved his hands from her waist and up to her medium-sized breasts, taking them both into his hands, teasing his old lover and flicking her nipples causing Gabriella to close her eyes while Peter began to pepper kisses along the milky skin of her neck.

“Oh, yeah…” Gabriella softly moaned as Peter continued his actions, moving from her neck to her cleavage, taking one of her nipples into his mouth, eliciting a moan from the blonde.

Enjoying the feeling of Peter’s attack on her breasts, it was after a few minutes of him enjoying that feeling and Gabriella jerking him off as he did, that the pair parted, and Peter watched as Gabriella slowly sank to her knees so that she was face to face with hard cock.

Teasing his head with her tongue, swirling around and causing Peter to groan, Peter watched as Gabriella slowly took his dick into her mouth, inch by inch until it hit the back of her throat, just after taking half of his length into her mouth. Peter watched as Gabriella’s light, green eyes met his as she started to bob her head up and down his length while using her hands to jerk off whatever she couldn’t fit into her mouth.

“Fuckin’ hell, Gabriella,” Peter groaned out in pleasure as he caressed her hair. “Suck my dick…”

“Such a nice, big cock…” Gabriella responded as she took her mouth off Peter’s lengthy dick for a breath of air before moving her mouth back to his member trailing it with kisses.

Peter watched as Gabriella took his dick back into her mouth, bobbing up and down his length while he caressed her hair, guiding his old friend and lover as she sucked his dick and he also noticed that his old friend was now playing with her pussy as she did.

“Oh fuck, Isabel…” Hollie moaned out, alerting Peter to the two women who were now scissoring each other on the bed, an action Peter couldn’t deny was really hot and he found himself instinctively sinking another inch of his dick into Gabriella’s mouth, causing the blonde to gag along his length.

Turned on by the sight of Isabel and Hollie and Gabriella’s blowjob, Peter removed his cock from Gabriella’s mouth and helped the woman to her feet before treating her to another kiss, cupping her curvy ass and lifting her up into the air.

Gabriella immediately wrapped her legs around Peter’s waist, continuing their kiss as Peter brought them to the bed where Isabel and Hollie both were and dropped the blonde onto the bed just before they were and without wasting any more time Peter slammed his cock into her wet hole.

“Holy shit, Peter! I forgot how big you were!” Gabriella moaned as Peter slowly began to unsheath his cock before slamming it back into her warm pussy.

Thrusting his dick in and out of Gabriella’s pussy, Peter used one of his free hands to tease her clit while the other went to one of her breasts, flicking and teasing her nipples causing his lover to moan out loud.

At the same time, Peter noticed that Isabel and Hollie had stopped their own actions and instead were watching the two teens fuck and it was then that they moved. Peter watched as Hollie approached making her way to Gabriella’s head before leaning in and kissing the blonde, an action that made Peter thrust harder into Gabriella. The sight of the two women kissing was enough to spur Peter on who continued to fuck away at her increasingly wet hole and it got even hotter for the teen when the two finally parted.

“Care to help a girl out?” Hollie asked Gabriella as she indicated to her own glistening snatch and Gabriella’s eyes followed.

“I guess, Naomi isn’t the only girl I get to do this with…” Gabriella commented as Hollie lowered her pussy down to Gabriella's mouth and Peter watched as Gabriella’s hands took hold of Hollie’s smooth legs while her tongue darted out to eat the brunette’s pussy out.

At the same time, Peter felt arms around his waist to feel his rock-hard abs while a head sat on his shoulder as he continued to thrust in and out of Gabriella.

“I always knew you were a fucking stud!” Isabel told Peter.

“About time we did this, huh?” Peter grunted before mashing his lips against Isabel’s, their tongues meeting in a wild passionate kiss that spurred Peter on to fuck Gabriella even harder.

“Oh shit, Gabriella! That’s it!” Hollie moaned out only for her to squeal out as Gabriella pushed the brunette off of her head.

“Oh my God, Peter! I’m cummiinnngggg!” Gabriella yelled out as her orgasm washed over her and Peter could feel her juices coating his length.

Allowing the blonde some respite as she recovered from her orgasm, Peter stopped thrusting and slowly began to pull out, only to find himself being pushed flat onto the bed by Isabel who gave him one last kiss before going lower to join Hollie who was already staring at his hard cock.

“Kelsey wasn’t kidding , Peter Grayson does have a really nice cock…” Hollie told the blonde.

“And it’s coated in Gabriella’s juices, I bet it is just as sweet…” Isabel admitted.

“You should try her out, she’s a natural at eating pussy…” Hollie suggested.

“Must be all the practice with Naomi…” Gabriella joked as she joined the two women who were now teasing Peter’s hard length with their hands.

“Holy fuck…” Peter said in awe of the three beauties who were now face to face with his length, a dream he was certain many would kill to be in and he couldn't believe it when Isabel took his length into her mouth while Hollie and Gabriella began to tease his balls.

Peter watched and groaned in pleasure as the three gorgeous women took turns sucking his dick, each one passing to the other while the other two teased his sack and he couldn’t help but enjoy the feeling each time two of the girls swirled their tongues along his tip as they swapped over and he couldn’t believe when Hollie took his dick into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat around the halfway point of his length and Isabel and Gabriella used their tongues to tease the rest of his length.

It was after a few minutes of having the three women sucking his dick, Peter knew that he would need his cock back in a warm hole and as if she sensed his need, Peter found Hollie climbing up, turned around so he could see her ass and sank his length into her well-turned-on pussy while he found his hands moving to her waist, guiding her down his length until she took all of him.

“You’re tight…” Peter groaned, surprised by the way the brunette’s walls hugged his length.

“I’ve… Never had something big in there… In a while…” Hollie breathed out.

Letting the brunette get used to his length for a few seconds, Peter’s hands moved from her waist, lifting her up and then slowly sinking her back down. At the same time, Hollie’s hands moved back to lean on Peter’s pecs and it was in-between moans and Peter’s actions that the brunette finally met Peter’s actions and began to bounce up and down his length unaided and Peter too began to thrust in and out of Hollie’s tight hole while fondling her curvy ass.

“That’s it… Fuck me, Peter. Fuck me with that massive dick…” Hollie moaned before yelling out and saying. “Oh shit, that’s it, Gabriella…”

Curious Peter looked over to the side of Hollie to see Gabriella on all fours where Peter and Hollie joined and was now teasing the brunette’s clit with her tongue which turned Hollie on even more and as a result continued to bounce up and down Peter’s length even faster. Peter also found it curious as to where Isabel had gone but quickly found the answer when the blonde kissed Peter once more.

“Such a fucking stud…” Isabel told Peter.

“Let me show you how much.” Peter grinned before taking hold of the blonde and lowering her wet hole to his head.

Lost to pleasure and the moans echoing across the room, Peter still couldn’t believe he was in a position where Hollie Hart was riding his cock while Gabriella Meade teased her clit and occasionally his cock while at the same time he was eating out Isabel Smythe’s pussy.

"Holy shit! That's it! Eat me out!" Isabel moaned as she writhed and moaned. "Fuck, yeah! You're so fucking good at that!" Isabel softly moaned as Peter began to saw two of his fingers in and out of Isabel's snug hole, his fingers becoming wet with her juices while Peter began to nibble away at her clit. "That's it, Peter..."

The moans continued to echo and Peter started to recognise that both Isabel and Hollie were both getting close to their own orgasms and so he doubled down on his efforts by adding a third finger into Isabel’s pussy and he thrust even harder into Hollie until finally, they both let out a wild banshee scream as their orgasms washed over them and Peter could taste Isabel’s sweet nectar as it leaked out of her pussy and all over Peter's waiting mouth.

Peter then lifted Isabel off of his head and watched as Hollie finally took his length out of her snug hole and Peter turned to his Isabel and brought his lips to hers in a wild frenzied kiss that allowed the blonde to taste her own juices.

"Give me that big, fucking cock... Pound my pussy... Stretch me out. Fill me with your hard dick!" Isabel yelled out as Peter did as he was told and pushed his rock-hard dick into Isabel's snug pussy.

"Fuck, yeah..." Peter groaned as he slowly began to thrust his dick in and out of her pussy.

"Oh shit! Fuck me!" Isabel yelled out. "Holy crap! That's it, baby! Don't stop! Fuck me!" Isabel moaned and Peter continued to do as his lover instructed, pounding away into her hole.

At the same time, Gabriella had wrapped her arms around Peter’s waist while her head rested on his shoulder, similar to the way Isabel had done to him earlier and Peter felt her breasts squish into his back and mashing her lips against his, treating him to a wild, frenzied kiss. Hollie on the other hand, flanked his left, caressing his well-built, muscular body, peppering it with kisses and showing much attention to his scars and some of his tattoos.

Peter meanwhile started to piston his dick in and out of her pussy, groaning as he moved his cock faster and faster inside of Isabel’s pussy. Isabel tried hard not to moan, biting her lip to stop herself and she closed her eyes in pleasure. Peter felt Isabel clenching her muscles in her nether regions, causing Peter to push in and out harder, relishing in the tightness of her clenched pussy as he continued to pound into her. Isabel soon began to buck her hips into his thrusts causing her moans to get louder and more chaotic and the bed to squeak louder and louder.

“I’m cumming, Peter… You’re making me cum.” Isabel screamed as her orgasm washed over her.

Feeling himself getting close too, Peter pulled out of Isabel and climbed off the bed and watched as the three women followed him, getting on their knees before him, one taking his dick into his mouth while the other two stimulated his balls, swapping between each other and causing Peter to groan out in pleasure until finally, he erupted.

The first spurt splattered across Gabriella’s face who happened to be in the middle and in a straight direction with Peter’s member with the next hitting Isabel’s face followed by Hollie’s. Peter continued to erupt, firing rope after rope of cum across the brunette and two blondes' faces and painting a few breasts with his cum too before taking a step back to admire the three beauties.

Letting the three women recover from their orgasms and clean themselves up, Peter got dressed and made his way to the bedroom door and he wasn’t surprised to find that it was unlocked. Stepping out of the bedroom, Peter made his way across the manor, finding Kelsey stood out on the balcony looking over the manor grounds.

“I never get tired of that view,” Kelsey said as she looked over her shoulder at Peter. “Although I bet the view in the master bedroom is even better.” Kelsey added as she turned around and leaned against the railing. “You should see who I’m thinking about next.”

“What was that?” Peter questioned Kelsey's mentions of the next set of women, reminding him of what happened in the master bedroom. “I mean, we’ve fucked around before, had fun with others before but that right there… That was like practically pimping me out!”

“Don’t tell me you’ve grown a consciousness already? That’s no fun,” Kelsey playfully spoke. “Besides, don't act like you don’t enjoy it.”

“Of course I enjoyed it. You and I we’re both sexual people. We enjoy sex. We’re good at it and love it,” Peter told her. “And when we’re together it’s explosive but I thought we were moving on from meaningless sex.”

“Ha,” Kelsey said in disbelief. “Like that could ever happen. You and I are far too broken and sexual for that to happen.”

“Are we?” Peter responded.

“Of course we are. After what happened with your parents, the Phantoms, you’re just as broken as I was when Garfield tossed me aside,” Kelsey told Peter as she stepped closer to him, closing the gap between them. “And I’m okay with that. As long as I’ve got you. My stud and the sweet pussies that come chasing after this hard cock…” Kelsey added as she slid her hand over Peter’s crotch.

“Well, I’m not Kelsey,” Peter said as he took a step back. “I know what Garfield did was traumatic. I can’t begin to understand what it was like for you when you were with him but you are beautiful, smart and sexy and you deserve more than just meaningless flings with me and random girls to bury the pain of your past.”

“You can talk besides, I’m not burying anything. I’m embracing who I am and showing you who you are, Peter,” Kelsey responded. “We’re two peas in the same pod. I knew that from the day I decided I was going to take your virginity,” Kelsey continued. “We are so alike in so many ways and that’s why I’m showing you we aren’t just limited to each other or a single partner or a single relationship,” Kelsey added. “And if you haven’t caught onto that by now, then maybe another lesson is in order. Maybe with some help from a girl named Jess…”

Peter stared in confusion as Kelsey’s entire body and sentence and the world around him paused like a movie being stopped on the T.V. screen however before he could even react he felt a golden light appear, enveloping him in the way it had when it first brought him here earlier and Peter closed his eyes at the blinding sight.

Peter felt the light disappear once more and he found himself once again back in his bedroom at Grayson Manor with Carol sprawled out across the bed and still unsure on whether or not she was real or just a part of his subconscious, Peter couldn’t help but think about how sexy she looked but his mind was still focused on his conversation with Kelsey and what he had just experienced.

“What was that?” Peter questioned Carol.

“Now don’t act like you didn’t enjoy it,” Carol teased Peter. “Hollie’s incredible, I know you’ve had her plenty of times and you enjoyed Gabriella when you dated Naomi but having them both with Isabel…”

“What was that? Why would you show me that?” Peter questioned Carol again, ignoring the teasing redhead. “Why was Kelsey like that? She’s never been like that, has she?”

“If I told you, then what would be the point of showing you?” Carol said as she climbed off the bed. “Besides you of all people should know that some lessons need to be learned the hard way.”

“So, all of this is a lesson?” Peter questioned.

“Well, I didn’t just pick you cos of how hot you are,” Carol said as she paced the room. “And you are sooo hot,” Carol told Peter with a smile. “Stop it, Carol! Focus!” Carol admonished herself before looking at Peter and then at the clock. “Speaking of which, next lesson is up.”

“Wait, wait, wait…” Peter said, holding up his hands. “Isn’t there some better way of doing this than the whole flashing light thing?”

“There is but where would be the fun in that?” Carol said with a mischievous smile before raising her hand and before Peter could react, Carol snapped her fingers and Peter winced his eyes at the light once more. “Time for your next lesson.”

Feeling the golden light disappear once more, Peter found himself not in his previous position of standing in his old bedroom at Grayson Manor or even in the halls of Redstone Manor but instead in a booth in what he recognised as Crimson, his nightclub that was located in an old brick warehouse and had a ground floor that contained several booths, bars and a dance floor with a stage with live DJ. Peter also knew that there was a second floor that consisted of offices and VIP rooms.

“Peter!” A voice called out, snapping Peter from his reverie and Peter found the voice belonged to a woman with blonde hair, green eyes, an athletic body highlighted by her medium-sized breasts and a knee-length skirt that highlighted her nice, round ass.

“I’m sorry? Do I know you?” Peter said in confusion.

“I think someone might have had a little too much to drink,” Peter heard the voice of Jerome Verne speak and he noticed the teenager next to the blonde, a young man with black hair, brown eyes and was a bit on the short side with a muscular body. "Don't you think, Zar?" Jerome asked the blonde.

“Wait, you’re Zara?” Peter said at the unfamiliar blonde whose appearance looked nothing like the Zara Alexander he had always known.

“The one and only.” Zara smirked. "Are you okay, Peter? You usually can handle your drinks."

“I think that’s a first.” Hollie Hart commented and Peter looked over at the brunette and was glad that his best friend's appearance had not changed. "A Grayson not being able to handle his drinks."

"Well, we've seen Peter handle them fine before. I bet he's just messing with us," Asa O'Reilly said to her girlfriend as she wrapped an arm around Hollie to cuddle up to her girlfriend in the booth. Asa O'Reilly had pale, white skin with long, blonde hair, blue eyes with a slender body and wore a blue cocktail dress that highlighted her large breasts and a toned ass. "Although that look on his face tells me that Peter needs another drink."

"He isn't the only one." Hollie agreed. "Everyone want another round?" Hollie asked and everyone agreed and so the brunette and her girlfriend got up and left the booth.

"It's a shame Sara, Nate and Claire couldn't make it." Jerome mentioned as he glanced around. "This has been a really fun night, right babe?"

"Oh yeah," Zara agreed while looking at Peter and while Peter couldn't be certain, he felt as though Zara was undressing him with her eyes. "The fun's just getting started right, Peter?"

"I don't know about that." Peter shook his head, confused by all the lustful and sometimes when she thought he wasn't looking, loving glances Zara was giving him.

"Come on, mate, it's early doors," Jerome told him. "Just cos Sara decided to give this thing with Holden a fair chance doesn't mean you have to be in a funk," Jerome added. "Come on. Let's show her, Nate and Claire that they were fools to miss out on our post-match celebration party," Jerome tried to encourage his friend until his face lit up. "I know what'll help. Let's do some shots!" Jerome said excitedly before getting up from the table. "I'll be right back." Jerome added before leaving Peter sat with Zara opposite him alone.

"You sure you're okay, Peter?" Zara kindly asked in a way that reminded him of the Zara he had always known.

"Yeah, yeah…" Peter nodded. "Just been a really weird day."

"Maybe what you need is some space. Away from all this noise?" Zara suggested. "How about we go up to your office?"

“Yeah, why not?” Peter agreed. “What’s the worse that could happen?”

Making their way into Peter’s office, Peter closed the door behind them and it was as he turned to face Zara, he find himself immediately pushed up against the door as Zara mashed her lips against his, treating Peter to his surprise a very loving kiss.

“What are you doing?” Peter said as he pushed Zara slightly off of him, breaking the kiss with the blonde.

“Nothing we haven’t done before,” Zara responded. “I’ve been waiting all night to get my hands on you and I know you’ve felt the same…” Zara said as she leaned in for another kiss but Peter rather swiftly escaped. “And here I thought the girl was supposed to play hard to get…”

“I’m not…” Peter shook his head. “I’m just worried about Jerome? What if he saw…”

“So am I and I promise I will tell him we’re in love soon,” Zara told Peter. “I just haven’t found the right opportunity,” Zara admitted. “Unlike us. This is the perfect opportunity, Peter. We just have to take it.” Zara added before kissing Peter once more.

Despite his better instincts, Peter found himself kissing Zara back, discarding her dress and found his eyes roaming slowly over her body while her hands moved to his clothes quickly tearing it off his body as they kissed once more, the kiss itself growing deeper and deeper and more passionate as their tongues met in a frenzied battle as they made their way over to the couch and Peter then broke their kiss so that Zara could get down onto her knees so that she was facing his large bulge.

“Fuck…” Zara gasped at seeing Peter’s dick as her hand began to stroke it. “I still can’t get over how big this guy is.” Zara added before slowly taking his cock into her mouth.

Bobbing her head up and down his length, Zara’s green eyes looked up at Peter as she removed his cock from her mouth for a second, her saliva was dripping off of her lips before taking him back into her mouth until Peter’s cock hit the back of her throat and she began gagging along his length.

Without wasting any more time and without saying a word, Peter leaned over and effortlessly picked her up and threw her down on his desk so she was flipped around lying face up with her head just over the edge of the desk. Peter aimed his large, thick dick into her mouth, taking hold of her medium-sized breasts with both hands as he began to fuck her mouth, pumping his dick into Zara’s mouth so fast and deep that it triggered Zara’s gag reflex.

"Fuck, you're mouth feels so good..." Peter groaned as he started to thrust in and out of her mouth and very quickly the office started to echo with the sounds of Zara gagging on Peter’s cock as Peter began to increase his thrusting while he continued to fuck Zara’s face.

"Oh, fuck!" Zara gasped for air after Peter removed his cock from her mouth. Without needing any more prompting, Peter once again took hold of Zara and brought her to the couch so that she was face down with her ass up and pointed at Peter and he slammed his cock in her wet slit from behind. “Fuck!” Zara moaned as he took his cock out and slammed it back into her pussy. “That’s it, baby!”

Hearing Zara moan, Peter continued to fuck Zara while using his free hand to tease Zara’s pussy lips with the tip of his shaft, her hips slowly bucking and thrusting back onto Peter’s crotch taking as much of his dick as much as she could.

With her ass and pussy low and teased by Peter’s cock, Zara’s torso began to rise so that she was sitting nearly straight up. Peter meanwhile moved one of his hands onto one of her tits and buried his head in her neck as he began to kiss it while his other hand wrapped itself tightly around her waist.

Peter then pushed her torso back down into the bed and held her head down in the covers with one hand while pulling her ass into his crotch with the other. What had been long hard ground strokes were replaced with rapid-fire volleys and Zara’s screams were soon echoing across the office.

“Oh Peter,” Zara moaned. “You fuck me so good…”

Zara rolled over as Peter picked her up and once her legs were wrapped around his torso once more he dropped her onto his shaft. Peter then picked her back up and slammed her down again all the while she held onto nothing but his body while her fingers ran through Peter’s blonde hair and dug into the back of his neck in an attempt to hold on.

Peter smiled and they made their way back to the couch which Peter laid himself on and Zara crawled on top of him with her medium-sized tits hanging low and her nipples just lowering onto his mouth and he engulfed them hungrily while she slipped his cock back into her slit.

With her nipples being alternately ravaged by Peter’s mouth, Zara slowly ground back and forth on his dick working it as deep into her as she possibly could. Peter’s mouth meanwhile moved from her nipples to her neck and finally as he slapped her ass, it moved back to her mouth as their tongues collided once again as Zara’s grinding sped up into a rhythmic bounce.

Peter’s face went from one of gleeful relaxation to one of fierce determination and he began to hammer her pussy like jackhammer while both of Peter’s hands were firmly around her waist pulling her down into the repeated thrusts of his rock-hard cock.

Zara moaned, throwing back her head in pleasure and Peter found himself slapping Zara’s ass again as he started to piston his dick in and out of her pussy, groaning as he moved his cock faster and faster inside of her pussy and Zara tried hard not to moan, biting her lip to stop herself and she closed her eyes in pleasure as she felt an orgasm wash over her.

“FUCK!” Zara moaned out loud as Peter never once stopped his movements as he fucked her through and after her orgasm.

Peter then pulled out of Zara and laid her flat on her back on the couch and spread her legs open wide and he then pushed his dick back into pussy. Peter continued to thrust into her wet pussy until he was balls deep inside of her and their bodies slapped against one another which echoed across the office.

Peter meanwhile was pulled from his thoughts as Zara pressed her lips against his again for another kiss. Her tongue making its way into his mouth as they met in a frenzied battle as he continued to fuck her.

Peter then slowed down as he sat himself down on the couch so that Zara was straddling his lap while his hands moved to her ass, fondling it as he thrust in and out of her pussy. Zara tried hard not to moan in pleasure as Peter fucked her body into another orgasm.

“I’m cumming, Peter… You’re making me cum.” Zara screamed as her orgasm washed over her.

“I’m close too.” Peter warned.

“Cum… Fuck baby… Cum with me…” Zara yelled and this seemed to do the job for Peter as his cock began to shoot out load after load of cum into Zara’s pussy as she erupted with another orgasm.

Cleaning themselves up, Peter and Zara got themselves redressed and ready to join their friends, however before they could step out, Peter found himself stopping Zara from leaving, grabbing the blonde by her arm and turning her around to face him.

“What’s the matter?” Zara asked Peter.

“You tell me. How much longer are we gonna keep doing this?” Peter asked. “Sneaking around. Behind Jerome’s back.”

“I don’t know…” Zara admitted. “It’s complicated and messy. I like Jerome but ever since you and I started this… Whatever this is… I want you, Peter,” Zara confessed. “I just don’t want to hurt Jerome.”

“I don’t either but the longer we keep this up the more angrier he’s going to be.” Peter responded.

“I know,” Zara sighed. “I guess we’ll have to figure it out,” Zara added. “Figure out how to tell him we’re in love.”

Taking Zara’s hand in comfort to reassure the blonde that everything will work out, Peter and Zara took a deep breath before making their way to the office door, opening it wide only for Peter to feel a blow hit his face.

Peter tumbled back slightly only to be caught by another punch this time in his stomach followed by another punch in his face knocking Peter onto the ground.

“I thought you were my friend! But here you are fucking my girl!” Jerome angrily spat as he delivered punch after punch to Peter. “Some friend you turned out to be!”

“Just let me explain!” Peter said as he tried to use his hands to block the attack.

“Explain what? How you’ve been lying to me? How you’ve been sneaking around with my girlfriend?” Jerome was relentless in his angered state as he continued to punch and attack Peter.

Wanting to defend himself and explain even though he was uncertain of how or where to begin, Peter blocked the next punch but felt Jerome deliver another and before Peter could defend himself from another he felt the familiar golden light appear, enveloping him in the way as it had before and its brightness causing Peter closed his eyes at the blinding sight.

As the golden light faded once more, Peter once again found himself in his old bedroom at Grayson Manor, his hands going to his face to feel for any mark or bruise left by Jerome but he could not feel anything before glancing around once more to find Carol standing out on terrace looking over at the grounds of Grayson Manor, this time dressed in a red cocktail dress that highlighted her curves.

“You understand the lesson?” Carol asked as Peter stepped out onto the terrace.

“Look, I don’t know who you are or why you brought me here or keep showing me… Whatever those are…” Peter said in annoyance. “But I’ve had enough.”

“Enough?” Carol said curiously. “I thought you were in your element?”

“Element? I just had my assed kicked by my best friend! For something I would never do!” Peter shouted. “And Kelsey! Don’t get me started on what happened there! You know what? I’m done,” Peter sighed. “I don’t care about what lessons you brought me here or why you even bothered but send me home.”

“Home?” Carol said in surprise.

“Yeah, home,” Peter repeated. “You brought me here. You can send me back.”

“So, you’re just going to give up? I thought the great Peter Grayson was better than that,” Carol said in disbelief. “Better than giving up at the first sign of trouble or because his life could have turned out very different.”

“Those aren’t my life. My life is filled with people I care about. People I don’t have to sneak around with to be with them or drowning my pain out with meaningless flings…” Peter angrily spoke. “Those lives aren’t mine.”

“They are. They are who you could have been or still could be if you choose that path,” Carol explained. “I think you got lucky. I specifically chose not to show you the one where you chose to stay a Phantom. That one got dark real quick.”

“What’s the point?” Peter sighed. “What’s the point in showing me all of that? Other than making me feel guilty both emotionally and physically.”

“Like I said before, if I told you then what would be the point?” Carol reminded Peter. “Look I understand how frustrating it can be so how about one last lesson? Perhaps the biggest one.”

“Fine.” Peter agreed rather reluctantly.

“Trust me, you’ll appreciate this one.” Carol said before snapping her fingers once more familiar golden light appear, enveloping him once more.

As the golden light dissipated once more, Peter found himself standing in the hallway of Redstone Manor based on the quick glance he gave around though he paused as he found himself staring at his reflection in the mirror. Though his choice in outfits had greatly improved based on the suit he was wearing, Peter was surprised to see his hair had a few grey ones at the sides and if he had to guess his age, he’d assume he was in his mid-forties.

Staring and eyeing his reflection in the mirror for a few seconds, Peter then noticed a set of photos displayed on the drawer underneath the mirror including one of him with his siblings, another with Sara, Asa and Hollie and another of young girl he didn’t recognise but Peter had to guess would have been around seven years old when the photograph was taken and he admit that the girl was cute especially with the bright smile coupled with her light brown eyes and long black hair which painted the picture of a very happy girl.

However what surprised Peter the most was the picture next to that one and Peter found himself staring at it in disbelief as the picture showcased him, clearly over a decade ago sitting in a hospital bed, an arm wrapped around Sara’s shoulder who happened to be wearing a hospital gown as they both smiled at the camera while in Sara’s arms she held a baby boy while the seven-year-old girl from the previous photo seemed to be transfixed with the little bundle of joy in Sara’s arms.

“Getting nostalgic in your old age, Dad?” A voice called out and Peter looked out and saw a stunning woman with pale, white skin, long black hair and light brown eyes, a slender body wrapped up in a tank top that barely contained her large breasts and a pair of jeans that hugged her curvy ass.

“Dad?” Peter said in surprise before his face turned to one of realisation and he stepped closer to the young woman. “Danielle?”

“Danielle? I know Dusty and I give you and Mom hell for all those old people jokes but come on, Dad,” The woman teased. “Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten your only daughter’s name. You haven’t been gone long enough for that.”

“I…” Peter paused for a second and then almost as if a switch had been flicked as he recalled the name of the woman before him, Peter said. “Adelaide…” Peter said before stepping closer to the young girl before pulling her into tight hug.

“Oh-h, o-okay… I guess, we’re hugging…” Adelaide Grayson managed to gasp out as she embraced her father’s hug. “Seriously, D-Dad you haven’t been gone that long.” Adelaide said as she finally pried herself free of her father’s hug. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“It’s just…” Peter paused as he stared at his daughter. “You’re so big…” Peter said in disbelief as he looked at the teenage girl before him.

“That’s what growing up does to you, daddy” Adelaide teased. “I couldn’t stay that seven-year-old girl you first met at Uncle Jerome and Aunt Zara’s wedding.”

“I know,” Peter said as he took a breath as he looked at his daughter. “You are just as beautiful as your mother, you know?”

“You say that all the time, Dad,” Adelaide shook her head.

“I can’t help it when it’s the truth, Adelaide,” Peter admitted, his mind recalling memories of a life with the teenage girl; meeting her at Jerome and Zara’s wedding several years ago, spending time with Adelaide during family trips to Everwood Bay, listening to Adelaide pass on words of wisdom to her younger brother, Dustin Grayson after he had his heartbroken by a girl he really liked and even attending school fundraisers organised by the teenage girl before him. “I’m so proud of you. You’ve grown up so much and you really are going to be a remarkable woman.”

“I don’t think you should go away this often Dad if you’re going to be this sentimental,” Adelaide jested. “And don’t let Mom hear you speak like that. She’ll probably think you’ve had a brain transplant or something. Speaking of which, she’s been waiting for you for ages…”

“Mom’s waiting…” Peter muttered as he realised who Adelaide was referring to.

“Just give me a chance to get out of the front door before you two start to… You know…” Adelaide said before turning to leave. “See you, later, Dad!” Adelaide called out as she walked away.

Peter meanwhile took one last look at Adelaide Grayson before looking back at the pictures on the drawer under the mirror. “Mom’s waiting…” Peter repeated under his breath as his eyes focused on the picture placed behind the one of him and his siblings, showcasing him in a tux and in the middle of a passionate kiss with a stunning black-haired woman in a white v-neck, lace stretch crepe wedding dress whom Peter recognised immediately. “Sara.”

Making his way into the master suite of Redstone Manor, Peter made his way into the master bedroom where he stopped dead in his tracks as he saw the slightly older, yet beautiful and familiar face of tattooed woman with pale, white skin, silky black hair, blue eyes, a slender body that held a perfect pair of large breasts and a curvy ass as she paced the room.

Staring at the woman who was apparently his wife for a few seconds, Peter watched as Sara realised that Peter was there and then immediately made her way over to him, mashing her lips against his, treating him to a loving kiss that grew deeper and deeper and Peter found himself putting his hands on the sides of Sara’s face and kissing her back.

Peter and Sara continued to trade kisses while Peter's hands explored her body while Sara’s hands explored his body. Making quick work on getting rid of their clothes, Sara continued to kiss Peter, shoving her tongue into his mouth as he began to play with her large breasts while Sara began to take Peter's pants and boxers off and once he slid them off and his hard cock came out, Sara quickly wrapped her hand around his dick and began to stroke it before slowly getting on her knees.

“I missed you, baby…” Sara softly spoke. “And this big, hard cock of yours…” Sara added as she slid her mouth over his dick, savouring every second.

"Fuck..." Peter groaned as her mouth took his full length and then she started to bob her head up and down his length, making loud slurping noises.

Peter ran his hand through her silky black hair, grabbing a handful, and started to push her head back and forth on his dick while Sara increased the pace with which she sucked his dick until Peter removed her mouth from his dick and brought his hand back up to her chest feeling up her breasts.

"Mmmm..." Sara softly moaned as his fingers reached her exposed hard nipple.

Peter couldn't help but immediately attack her breasts and bent down and grabbed them. Massaging them roughly, Peter sucked on her ever-hardening left nipple as his tongue danced around it eagerly and Sara was caught off guard as she buried her fingers into his hair while Peter dropped to his knees and dove into her pussy, teasing her with his mouth until finally she erupted and he began to lap up her juices.

"Oh, fuck!" Sara shouted as Peter began to eat her out. "That's it, Peter! Don't stop!"

Sara pushed her hips forward and pressed Peter against her pussy trying to pull his tongue deeper into her soaking pussy, her panting became heavier and heavier forcing Peter to break away from her wet pussy instantly as he stood up.

Peter grabbed her upper arm and pulled her around before pushing her towards the bed until her ass sat down while her upper body tilted forwards. Sara propped herself on her elbows as her legs stretched out and opened wide and Peter gently pushed the head of his cock against her inviting pussy lips and her soft labia opened to the light pressure and wrapped around his glans. Peter then plunged his dick into her hot pussy with one swift steady motion until his entire dick was up to the hilt inside her.

"Fuck, yeah..." Peter said in surprise as he started to pump his shaft into her hole.

Sara met Peter's thrusts as she too began thrusting back and forth on his cock while Sara’s hands gripped the edge of the mattress as Peter began to pound her pussy faster and faster. Peter then pulled back and rammed his hard cock deep into her begging pussy while Sara gasped and rocked her ass back and forth easily, her body rocked forward and bounced back on Peter’s dick while Peter grabbed her hips and started to match her thrusts pushing himself as deep into her as he could.

"Oh fuck! Don't stop Peter! Keep fucking me! Come on Peter!" Sara moaned as Peter slammed his dick into her pussy.

Rhythmically, Peter thrust into her and grunted after each push while Sara continued to moan lustfully while her body slowly succumbed to the pleasure. Turning her over so Sara was on all fours, Peter continued to fuck Sara and without thinking, Peter then brought his hand down and playfully slapped her ass with as much strength as he could causing a sound of pure pleasure to escape from Sara's mouth.

Peter slapped her ass again and her body shivered and her cunt grasped even harder and he raised his hand again and again and again, slapping down on her ass with his hand as he continued to piston his dick inside her pussy. Peter thrust into her harder and faster until finally her body and voice exploded into full orgasmic happiness. However, Peter didn't stop and continued to thrust in and out of her pussy, their bodies slapped against each other and echoed across the room.

Peter then began to pound into Sara’s cunt and continued to thrust into her spurred on by her screams of pleasure. Peter simply smiled and continued to fuck Sara as her legs wrapped around his hips and he slammed into her as hard as he could, her pussy leaking of her juices as she began to cum all over his dick and unable to hold on anymore Peter erupted ropes after ropes of cum into her pussy before slowly pulling out while he brought his lips to his lover's as they began to make out once again.

“It seems I wasn’t the only missing their partner.” Sara finally spoke as she and Peter finally recovered from their orgasms and cuddled up against each other, Peter’s arms holding Sara in a loving embrace.

“I always miss you, Sara,” Peter admitted. “Even if we weren’t,” Peter paused. “Married. You’re one of my oldest friends. It’s hard to shake that.”

“Or the two kids,” Sara jested. “Although based on the amount of cum you just put in me one would think you were aiming for a third.” Sara added causing Peter to laugh.

“Let’s not get into that,” Peter responded. “I was just saying to Dani… Adelaide… I’m proud of how much she’s grown up.”

“Tell me about it. It’s feels like my parents and I brought her home from the hospital.” Sara admitted. “And Dusty, I don’t know where the time went with him.”

“Do you ever regret it?” Peter found himself asking. “Having Dan… Adelaide… Being married to me?”

“Are you okay?” Sara asked in concern as she looked at Peter.

“I’m fine, I’m just wondering,” Peter shook his head. “I mean, have you?”

“Of course not. I loved you. Even when I didn’t know what love was. I have always loved you,” Sara reassured Peter with a loving kiss. “I tried fighting it once, remember? In the end it would have always been you and Adelaide… Having her. I will never regret that. That girl is the best of both of us and she always will be.”

“I miss you, Sara.” Peter admitted.

“I’m right here, Peter,” Sara softly spoke as she brought her hand up to Peter’s cheek. “And I’m never leaving.”

“Sara… I…” Peter said only to be cut off as a familiar golden light appeared, enveloping him once more.

As the golden light faded once more and Peter found himself returning back to the familiar location not of his bedroom like he had previously done but rather his nightclub, Crimson that was located in an old brick warehouse with the ground floor of the nightclub containing several booths, bars and a dance floor with a stage and the second floor consisting of offices and VIP rooms. Peter scanned the nightclub and saw Carol stood behind the bar and Peter approached the redhead sitting down on the seat in front of her and Carol handed Peter a drink while she lifted hers up into the air.

“Cheers.” Carol said and Peter clincked his glass against Carol’s before taking a sip.

“I don’t get it. If this is a dream, then why does this taste so real?” Peter wondered.

“Still asking those questions? I don’t think you were questioning your reality when you were getting laid.” Carol pointed out.

“Fair point.” Peter said as he took another sip and set it down on the bar.

“So, apart from getting laid, did you figure out why I brought you here?” Carol asked.

“I did,” Peter answered with a smile. “Each of those…” Peter paused as he thought of the right word. “Worlds were a lesson for me and I get what you were trying to teach me.”

“Then don’t waste the opportunity you’ve been given okay?” Carol reminded Peter.

“Of course.” Peter nodded in agreement.

“I guess this is goodbye,” Carol softly spoke.

“Looks like,” Peter agreed. “Thank you, Carol.”

“You’re very welcome,” Carol smiled before raising her hand to snap her fingers.

“Wait!” Peter called out stopping Carol.

“What is it?” Carol questioned Peter curiously due to the interruption.

“Will I ever see you again?” Peter asked.

“You never know.” Carol smirked before going to snap her fingers.

“Wait!” Peter called out again and Carol waited expectantly for Peter’s reasoning. “Just answer me this properly this time. Is this real or am I dreaming?”

“I left you a gift that should answer that for you,” Carol simply smiled before snapping her fingers. “Goodbye Peter.”

Peter woke up and sat up in his bed, looking around and seeing the familiar location of the master bedroom at Redstone Manor, left in the same state as he had before. Rubbing his temple, Peter recalled everything about his time with Carol and even now he had a hard time admitting to himself that it had truly been a dream however it was when he stood up, he noticed something new on his arm and Peter recognised it immediately as the fox on fire tattoo Carol had and he recalled Carol last words of a gift which would answer the question of whether what he had experienced was real and now he knew.

Glancing around, Peter noticed that the side which had been occupied by Anneliese, no longer had his girlfriend there and so, Peter got up from the bed, put some clothes on and stepped out of the bedroom into the hallways of Redstone Manor. Walking down the hallway walked past what was once a guest bedroom, only now it occupied a blonde he knew all too well and was currently settling into her new bedroom.

“Hey,” Peter said to Kelsey as he knocked on the door and entered the bedroom.

“Hey,” Kelsey said with a smile as she saw Peter. “You like what I did with the place?”

“Yeah,” Peter said as he looked at the decorated walls and the adjusted furniture. “It’s very you.”

“So, you come to help christen my new bed?” Kelsey teasingly asked as sat herself down on her bed. “Your girlfriend took up your time last night but if I know you I’m certain you can rise to the occasion…”

“I can but I just wanted to talk, Kels,” Peter admitted.

“Talk? About what?” Kelsey curiously wondered.

“About us,” Peter responded as he sat down next to Kelsey. “You know when you took my virginity all those years ago and taught me everything I know about sex and how to please a woman, I didn’t think my life would end up this way. That I would have a harem as you girls call it but I do,” Peter told the older blonde. “And I’m grateful and humble because I got something most guys would dream of. I got you, Bella, AC, Elsa, Hollie and Asa and none of that would be possible if you and I didn’t hook-up all those years ago and continued long after.”

“What can I say?” Kelsey smirked. “You can play me like a violin. That’s how good you’ve gotten.”

“And that’s my point. We’re both sexual beings, Kels,” Peter told her. “And we bring that out in each other. That’s why we work so well but I just want to make sure that we are more than just sex. That you didn’t just join the harem because we fuck so well.”

“I didn’t, Peter,” Kelsey reassured the young adult. “You’re right when we fuck. It’s amazing. Like if two Gods of sex deciding to fuck good but I didn’t join the harem because of that. I joined because you get me. I knew that the moment I decided that you and I were gonna fuck, that you could be something special to me. Especially after all of that trouble with Garfield. But we were still growing then, I was still healing so it would never have worked and then I got together with Tommy and Eve and that got serious and when marriage got brought up I knew that wasn’t the right path for me but being here with you. This is where I was meant to be. By your side. With you. With your girls. Looking after them, mentoring them, guiding them like a big sister and of course making sure the big guy in your pants is sated,” Kelsey added, causing Peter and Kelsey to let out a small laugh. “I’m not that broken girl, Garfield left. In the same way you’re not the broken kid whose parents had died and he was left behind. You and I are not just sex anymore Peter.”

“We’re more.” Peter finished for her and Kelsey smiled and nodded in agreement.

“Can I ask what’s with the sudden worry about us?” Kelsey asked.

“Let’s just say I got an understanding of what life would be like if you and I just kept embracing the broken sides of ourselves,” Peter told her. “If I kept being the playboy who fucked random women, if I kept sneaking around in the same way my father did rather than dealing with my problems.”

“Wanna tell me more about that?” Kelsey wondered.

“Maybe later,” Peter said before getting up and making his way out of the bedroom. “You coming for breakfast?”

“Yeah,” Kelsey nodded. “Just give me a minute to finish up here.”

Nodding in agreement, Peter stepped out into the hallway of the manor and made his way downstairs and towards the doorway of the dining room where he saw Anneliese sitting at the table talking and laughing with Asa, Hollie, Bella and Adrianna.

Staring at his girlfriend for a few seconds as she settled in with the rest of his lovers, Peter stepped away and took out his phone, unlocked it and found the contact number he wanted before starting a video call. Waiting and praying that she would answer, it was after hearing the dialling tone for way longer than he wished that the person on the other end finally answered.

“Peter?” Sara Rose said in surprise as she answered the video call, allowing Peter to get a good look at his ex-girlfriend. “It’s pretty early, are you okay?”

“I’m fine, Sara,” Peter answered. “I just needed to speak to you…”

“If this is about me and Danielle coming back Peter, I-I…” Sara paused.

“Take all the time you need, Sara,” Peter reassured his ex-girlfriend. “I can wait. Figure yourself out. I’ve been there. I just wanted to say we’re gonna be okay, Sara.”

“How do you know that?” Sara wondered.

“Because you’re one of my best friends. Always have been and always will be.” Peter said with a small smile.

“Till the end of time,” Sara said in agreement before hearing some cooing. “Someone must have heard her Daddy cos look who’s up,” Sara said as she brought a baby with pale, white skin, very thin black hair and light brown eyes to the screen. “Say hello Danielle.”

“Hey…” Peter said with a big grin as she greeted his daughter as Sara tried to get their daughter to wave with her hand.

“Isn’t she beautiful?” Sara said.

“So beautiful,” Peter said as he thought about his dream and Adelaide, the daughter he and Sara had in the dream. “Just like her mother,” Peter added before he turned his attention back to his actual daughter and playfully saying. “Isn’t that right, sweetie…”

After spending quite a bit of time talking to Sara as they played with Danielle over the phone, Peter eventually hung up the call after Sara said that she needed to feed the young girl. Putting his phone in his pocket, Peter turned and walked out of the room, heading back up to his bedroom where he found Anneliese gathering her things to put back into her bag.

“I was wondering where you were. You didn’t show up for breakfast and your bed was empty.” Anneliese said upon noticing Peter.

“I… I had to make a call.” Peter said, deciding that it was best not to tell Anneliese that he had just spoken to her older sister.

“Anything important?” Anneliese said curiously. “Cos you got a serious kind of look on your face.”

“That’s more to do with us,” Peter sighed.

“Us?” Anneliese said in surprise. “Peter…”

“Anneliese, you are a beautiful woman and you are smart and…” Peter began to say.

“Don’t tell me…” Anneliese said in realisation at where Peter was going.

“You deserve someone better than me,” Peter pointed out. “Someone who cares about you for you and someone who hasn’t dated or been in love with your sister since he knew what love was.”

“I don’t care about that, Peter!” Anneliese said. “I don’t care that you dated Sara or have a harem of beautiful women living with you. I just want you. I want to explore what we could be.”

“I would love that too, Anneliese,” Peter admitted. “In an ideal world I would. But for far too long you were Sara’s little sister to me. I didn’t even know you had a crush on me until last year when I took your virginity, remember?” Peter continued. “And even now I don’t know how I feel about you. Whether it’s just being with you reminding me of Sara or in a way just trying to hurt her for not coming back with Danielle…"

"I'm willing to stay and find out," Anneliese interrupted. “I want to be with you Peter. I want to find out what we could be.”

“And I don’t want to hurt you in the same way I hurt Sara. I don’t want you wondering one day if I settled for you instead of Sara. Because frankly even I can’t tell if I’m settling right now and I don’t want to wonder that years down the line either and I don’t think either of us have thought about what that might do to Sara? Or how one day we'd probably have to explain to Danielle why her aunt married her father," Peter sighed. "And those are just what ifs we never really thought about, Anneliese.”

“Peter…” Anneliese cried.

“I’m sorry, Anneliese,” Peter softly spoke not wanting to break his girlfriend’s heart. “I’m so sorry but I’m breaking up with you.”