Under Rick's questioning Sharon came clean. Sharon explained that she had been bored and had come for a drink but that she had not been here seeking anything but a drink. Evidently she had been approached by a man 'But he was nothing I told him to get lost. No-one measures up to you Rick'
'Who was he? Is he still here? I'll kill the bastard. Was he one of those blokes over there?' He indicated some young men playing pool. I cringed. I recognized some of them. They were acquaintances I sometimes mixed with. As a matter of fact if I had not picked up Sharon earlier I would probably be there with them at the moment. I hoped none of them recognized me.
Sharon wasn't quick enough to deny the pool players were involved. Rick decided my friends were guilty. He marched over to the pool tables. I heard him demanding of them 'Which of you mugs tried to pick up my woman?' as he used an arm to knock the balls out of position.
That was bad as he had not gone to the pool table where my mates were. He had disturbed the game of two big tattooed guys on another table. They did not look happy. Rick demanded again 'That blonde hussy over there' He pointed at Sharon 'Who was talking to her?'
The room had gone silent. Everyone in the room was looking at myself and Sharon. We were both blondes. I was very scared that my friends would somehow recognize me. Not that I looked anything like I normally did.
Rick was looking into the eyes of each of the pool players in turn. No one said anything. You could cut the air with a knife. After a minute of silence Rick said 'If I ever catch anyone trying to chat up either of my girls, they will wish they had not been born'
He returned to our table. We ate our meals in silence. The pool players kept giving us angry looks. As soon as we had finished eating Rick informed us 'Pick up your bags. We are heading home'
Sharon was acting very scared. She wanted out of here as quickly as possible. On Rick's command she was up and heading out the door. I hurried as quickly as I could in my shoes.
The two tattooed pool players were waiting for us in the carpark. If Rick was 6'3 one of these guy's was 6'6. He addressed me and Sharon 'Where are you going sluts? Want to be with a real man?'
Rick was in front of me before I could think of a reply. 'I warned you. Now give an apology to the ladies and you might get out of here in one piece'
Sharon tugged my arm. 'Let's back off' she pulled me away from the men.
The second tattoo guy threw the first punch. 30 seconds later both pool players were on the ground. I assume from the snaps I heard that they both had broken arms as Rick tamed them quickly with some type of martial art. Clearly Rick was not a man to mess with. For a split second I was happy that Sharon had turned me into a girl. Rick matter-of-factly ushered us into his car and we were out there.
Back home. He got stuck into Sharon. I was made to watch as he made Sharon confess by somehow utilizing pressure points on her body. Fortunately he believed her when she admitted she had gone to the bar to pick up but then had second thoughts. She explained that feeling guilty she had decided to submit to Rick's desire of a threesome and then had fortunately stumbled upon me.
As I say, Rick believed her story. Sharon's initial punishment was that she had to sit in a chair and just watch as Rick made love to me. He demanded I relay to Sharon what fun she was missing out on as he had me doggy style. After seeing Rick dispatch those guys in the carpark I wasn't going to argue. Later Sharon was told to sleep on the floor as I shared Rick's bed.