Rollercoaster (The Circle Series - Part 3)

Chapter 1

A/N: This story contains a budding relationship (including sexual) between David's son Ethan and Jon's daughter Arielle, both of whom are 17 (the legal age of consent in New Jersey) when it starts. If this offends you, turn back now!

"Baaaaaaabe, can't you just call and lie? Tell him I died?"

"That won't be a lie. Because I'm gonna strangle you if you don't stop whining," Leesha replied, typing on her laptop and Julie laughing from the other couch.

David rolled his head on the back of the sofa, looking over at his wife with pleading eyes. "That would be more welcome than getting my ass poked and prodded."

"Now you know how I feel every morning," Leesha chuckled, finishing off an email to their caterer and shifted her gaze to her husband.

David gave her an incredulous look. "I thought you liked your morning poke..."

Jon laughed from his spot next to Julie. Sixteen years together had seen them through good and bad times, aging and wrinkles, tears and laughter. Not to mention both families growing by two kids each.

Both men watched in adoration at their hardworking and persistent business wives at work with their party planning. It had been an endeavour started thirteen years ago after Julie and Jon's honeymoon.

Luckily with multi-millionaire husbands, they didn't have to look far for the startup funds. If they were completely honest, the boys didn't really give them a chance TO LOOK for investors. David and Jon had split the initial $500,000 cost and helped get the girls established with the much needed lawyers and accountants.

Once the Press got ahold of who had planned the elegant "Bon Jovi Weddings of 2011 and 2013", Julie and Leesha were the ones being sought out for promotions, interviews and event planning. Slowly their client list grew and read as a Who's Who of the rich and famous.

From High-end dinner parties, upscale and chic weddings to Mid-Class and corporate events, down to retirement parties and political events. LJ Entertainment was the hottest, most elite Jersey business and everyone wanted them.

After the added interest and just one year in business, the girls handed each husband a check for $300,000 with a total of $3.5 million in revenue. Business continued to grow year after year as the girl's expanded. Today it was Janelle Bryan's Bat Mitzvah that held the wives attention.

"No. YOU like my morning poke. Have you ever gotten something hard pressed between your ass cheeks?" Leesha laughed. "Oh wait you have!"

He growled and pounced onto his wife, wiggling himself against her. "You said that would never be mentioned again..."

Jon snorted next to Julie, his arm draped over her shoulders. "Don't be a pussy, Lema. Just go get it done! It's a colonoscopy, not chopping your dick off. Wouldn't be the first time you've had something up your ass."

"Speaking of something up your ass, could I be a pain in yours and have you grab the decorations from the car?" Julie asked, giving Jon puppy eyes that he couldn't resist.

"You've been a pain in my ass for nearly two decades and you still feel the need to ask?" Jon responded, slipping on his shoes and hauling himself from the sofa. "Lema, you need a finger up?"

"Fuck you," David chidded, smacking Jon's hand away. "Remember the night you asked Julie for some backdoor action. We never did get that anal plug back, did we babe?" Leesha shook her head. "That was my favorite one too," David finished with a smirk.

Jon halted and glared back at the two. "Wait...that one wasn't new?"

"Nah, Lema had used it a few times. I sterilized it though," Leesha giggled and kissed Dave's pouty lip and replied, "I ended up getting you another pink plug. Now quit whining and making trouble before I put you up for adoption on Twitter."