Later that day we are eating lunch and talking. “Are you happy?” I ask.
“Of course.” she kisses me quickly.
“Because I was thinking about our promises and I want to make sure I’m holding up my end. Are you sure you’re happy”
“I’m so sorry about the mess. I’m happy but…You’re great in bed”
“You’re happy, BUT, I’m great in bed?”
“You’re great but sometimes I want more.”
“More sex”
“Yeah” she says embarrassed, “I know you’re tired and…”
“Sore?” I offer
“Sorry” she says more embarrassed. “It’s just sometimes I’m so…hungry. I’m masturbating like twice a day”
“Maybe I could help with that?”
“You’re going to help me masturbate?”
“Sure. Like the other day in the shower.”
“Huh. Yeah. That would be nice.” So I start joining her in her daily habit. I love eating her pussy or sucking her nipples while she comes. We discover she can have a nipple only orgasm which is awesome. But still I notice that she’s a bit fidgety at times. I consider letting her date but when I think about her with another man my blood boils. I know I could never do that. Then one day I take a break from work and go looking for Claire. She’s nowhere to be found but I see that the patio door is open. I go out onto the patio. This was one of the major selling points of this apartment. The patio is spacious and stairs on one side lead down into a courtyard that I share with my next door neighbour. Two sides of the courtyard are backs of other buildings and the fourth is a high wooden fence which makes the patio very private. I see my neighbor the lesbian pirate standing by the rail on her patio. She’s not really a pirate but she has a penchant for wearing leather pants and a flowing white blouse that makes her look like Errol Flynn. She has the same curly shoulder length reddish blond hair too. She is a real lesbian though. I checked to be sure. “Hey Flynn” I call out. Her name is Kate but I call her Flynn sometimes.
She turns and screams. “Wear a fucking bell “she says with her hand over her heart.
“Whatcha looking at?” I say as I approach the rail. Then I see Claire, sunbathing, topless on a lounge chair. She has a straw hat over her eyes and I can see headphone cords snaking under. Her perfect tits are floating perfectly on her chest. The cool spring air is making her nipples point skyward like little exclamation points. Tits! “Like what you see?” I ask with raised eyebrows.
“I just came out here and she was like that and I didn’t know she’d be here and it’s her fault anyway.”
“Relax. I’m sure she’d be fine with it. She’s a very sexual creature”
“And you.”
“It’s your courtyard too. Ogle all you want.”
“She’s lovely Sam. Where did you find her?”
“Shitburg USA. The saddest little town east of the Mississippi” I say
“I must go there.” Kate muses.
We go back to ogling Claire in silence for a bit. I imagine Kate and Claire making out. I see Kate sucking her tits and eating her pussy. I’m unsurprisingly very aroused. Then it hits me. I’m not at all jealous. I explore my feelings a bit and make sure in not just OK with it in theory. Nope nothing. As a matter of fact it sounds like a raucous good time to me. “Would you like to meet her?”
“Now?” Kate seems terrified of the thought.
“I was thinking about dinner at our place. Say seven?”
“Oh. Yes that would be lovely” we look back down at Claire and she turns on her stomach and lifts her knees up so she can slide her bathing suit bottoms off.
“Apparently she doesn’t want tan lines this summer” I observe
“Good lord.” Kate says and bites her knuckle
“I’ll leave you to your ogling now.” I say and head out to do some shopping.
I go out at buy a turquoise bra and thong set. It’s Kate’s favorite color. I hit the grocery store and pick up my favorite dinner to make; rack of lamb, brussel sprouts with pork bellies, and polenta. When I get back home I find Claire in her room. I give her the new underwear and instruct her that I’d like her to wear it tonight.
“Are we doing anything special?”
“Yes we are having our neighbor over for dinner.”
“The woman from next door” Claire sounds unsure.
“Yes. Her name is Kate and she’s excited to meet you”
“She is?” Claire gulps
“Yes she and I were watching you sunbathe today and she seemed very eager to meet you. She also said you are lovely”
All the color drains from Claire’s face.
“You knew that Kate can see the courtyard from her patio” I say
“I suppose” she says ahsen face.
“It’s OK. I’m not mad. Kate wasn’t mad either. Are you embarrassed?”
“A little.” the color returns to her face.
“Does she really want to meet me?”
“Yes she really does.”
“OK. What do I do?”
“So for dinner you’re going to help me cook and serve OK?”
“OK”
“When you serve you do Kate first and then me and then yourself.”
“OK”
“After dinner Kate and I will go to the living room and you’ll offer us something to drink. You’ll bring in the drinks and give Kate hers first and then me mine and then then you can join us.”
“OK. What should I say to her?”
“It’s corny but just be yourself. I would suggest you listen more than you talk. If Kate asks you a question you should answer her but stick to the initial question.”
Dinner goes well. Kate and Claire hit it off famously. After dinner Kate and I retire to the living room. Claire goes to get us our drinks, coffee for me and tea for Kate. Kate and I are sitting in the two big wingback chairs. Claire pulls up a footstool so she can sit between us and chat. The conversation lags and to fill the void Kate says “Claire that is a beautiful dress.”
“Thank you.”
“Would you mind modeling the dress for us?” I ask
“No I don’t mind” Claire stands and walks the room turning twice to give us the full effect. She seems a bit nervous.
“You are so beautiful” Kate says. Claire blushes pink and giggles.
“Thank you.”
“I think Kate might like your blue dress, the long one. Would you mind changing?”
Claire looks to Kate who has the best yes please look I’ve ever seen
“Sure.” and she dashes off to change. Claire comes back in a blue evening gown. And models it for us.
“So do you have a boyfriend?” she asks Kate trying to be coy.
“No, I…” Kate is searching for the words, “no I don’t.”
“So you’re single?” Claire says twirling in the dress to make the hem flair out.
“Yes… but. Well it’s not…”she looks at me for help.
“What Kate is having trouble telling you is that she never has a boyfriend because she’s a lesbian.”
“I suppose technically I’m bisexual.” Kate says smirking at me
“I don’t think one night with a man disqualifies you from calling yourself a lesbian” I tease.
“You should tell that to some of my friends.” Kate says with ruefully. We both notice the look of unease on Claire’s face at the same time.
“We had a thing once, a while ago.” Kate says in explanation.
“It was sort-of an accident and never happened again” I add. “We’re just good friends who once shared…a special night.”
“And a girl named Amy we both fancied” Kate says laughing again. Kate’s laugh is infectious and soon all three of us are giggling.
Things are going better than I expected and I think it’s a good time so I say to Claire, “Now let’s have the new turquoise outfit I bought you today” Claire cocks her head to one side quizzically.
“Today?”
“Yes the new new one.” she realizes what I’m talking about and and her quizzical looks turns to panic. “Get going” I command. She starts to leave with a dazed look but as she passes by my chair I grab her wrist. She looks into my eyes searching and I say, “Unless you’re uncomfortable. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable.” Instantly her aspect changes as she grasps that we are playing the game. I wanted her to know that she doesn’t have to do what I’m suggesting. The reassurance seems to work and she smiles and says
“No I’m not uncomfortable at all” she looks at Kate and says “I’ll be right back.”
As soon as she’s gone Kate looks at me with a smirk and asks, “What’s up with you two?”
“Do you like her?”
“Yes very much but don’t change the subject”
“Good. Look it’s a game. She has to do whatever I tell her. Uncomfortable is our safe-word. She’s the best time I’ve ever had. Play along and I promise you’ll forget all about what’s-her-name. ”
Kate is about to pepper me with more questions but Claire struts back into the room. She’s wearing the turquoise bra and panties set with a pair of silver high heels.
“Good lord!” Kate exclaims. Claire beams and walks past us with a turn and a flourish.
“Isn’t she exquisite?” I say.
“Oh my yes.” Kate is enrapt.
“Would you like to touch her?” I ask. Kate looks agog.
“Claire come over here.” I hold out my hand. Claire comes over and takes my hand smiling at Kate. “Claire is it OK if Kate touches you.”
Claire nods emphatically, “Yes please.”
Kate reaches out and runs a hand up Claire’s thigh. Claire shivers and closes her eyes.
“Claire, I’d like you to extend the same deference you give me to Kate for tonight. Is that OK”
Claire nods and adds “Yes, I’d like that” dreamily.
“Come closer” Kate says. Claire obeys and steps over to stand between Kate’s knees. I let her hand go and it drops to her side. Kate runs her hands up Claire’s thighs and over her bare buttocks. I can see Claire’s skin break out in goosebumps. Kate leans over and plants kisses along Claire’s waist just above the panties. Claire moans and runs her hands through Kate’s hair.
“May I kiss you?” Kate asks. Claire looks to me. I nod.
“Kneel down” I suggest and Claire complies. Kate kisses her softly on the mouth. Claire returns the kiss more hungrily. Kate puts her hand on Claire’s cheek and kisses her back deeply. They pass control of the kiss back and forth. I can see their tongues darting in and out of each other’s mouths. They break to catch their breath. They are looking into one another’s eyes and I can tell that they’ve forgotten about me.
“This is happening really fast” Kate says breathlessly
“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to rush you” Claire apologises.
“Don’t be sorry I’m just thrown off center a bit. My head is spinning.” Kate gives me a look of concern.
“I’m OK” I say gesturing to myself. “I need help keeping Claire satisfied. I know it’s a lot to ask but we were hoping you could lend a hand.”
“Or a tongue” Claire teases. “I really like you Kate”
“I like you too but this could get complicated”
“Let’s set some boundaries then.” I pause to think. “Claire’s deal with me is that she can’t see any other men but I don’t have an issue with her seeing a woman, as long as I know about it.”
“Can you be with me if I’m also with Sam?” Claire asks Kate.
“I don’t know. I’ve not thought about it. Yes I think I’m OK with that” I can tell Kate is processing this strange new arrangement. It probably helps make up her mind that Claire is watching her with apprehension, biting her lower lip. It’s incredibly adorable.
“I won’t be with anybody else. Just you two. I promise” Claire adds trying to be helpful.
“And I’ll let you both know if I want to be with someone else” Kate says.
“OK?” I ask
“OK” Claire says clapping.
“OK” Kate exhales. Claire reaches back and unfastens her bra, exposing her beautiful breasts. Kate’s eyes widen and her jaw drops.
“Is this OK” Claire looks at me apprehensively.
“Yes” I chuckle..
Kate closes her mouth with an audible clack of her teeth. Claire takes Kate’s hands and places them on her breasts. Kate licks her lips and starts massaging Claire’s breasts. Claire moans and dips and hand into her panties. Kate scootches to the edge of her seat with her knees on either side of Claire. She bends down to suck on Claire’s nipple. Claire shudders. She inhales slowly and then lets the air back out with a sigh.
“Thats wonderful”
Kate comes off the chair to kneel in front of Claire. She kisses her deeply again and then goes back to sucking nipples. Claire leans back onto her hands and then lies back taking Kate with her. Kate straightens up to unbutton and then remove her blouse. Kate’s breasts are much smaller than Claire’s but no less lovely. She bends back over Claire and kisses her deeply. Claire shimmies out of her panties and Kate kisses down her body. She kisses the little valleys on each side of Claire’s hips. She kisses a trail from her navel down to the edge of her pubic hair. I see her hand slide up Claire’s leg and then dip between her thighs. Claire moans and squirms. Kate lowers herself between Claire’s legs. Claire runs her hands through Kate’s hair. I can’t really see from this vantage point but it looks like Kate is eating that pussy. Claire is panting and making a high pitched yelp with each pant. She takes a deep breath and holds it. Her back arches as she pushes against Kate. She relaxes as the orgasm fades. Kate kisses back up Claire’s body and then cuddles up until she has recovered.
“Wow.” Claire says blowing out her cheeks, “That was intense”
“Thank you” Kate says into her neck in between kisses.
Claire looks at me and I smile at her and blow her a kiss. She shoots me my smile and then turns back to Kate. They kiss for a bit more and then Claire scoots down to kiss and suck Kate’s perky little tits. Kate gets up on hands and knees straddling Claire who continues to go after Kate’s nipples. Kate is panting and tosses her head back to moan. Claire fiddles with Kate’s belt and then gets it loose. She pushes Kate’s pants down as far as she can reach and then hooks a toe in the waist to get them the rest of the way off. The tight leather takes Kate’s panties with them. Claire puts a hand between Kate’s legs and then goes back to sucking her nipples. Kate shouts and convulses and practically collapses on Claire. Claire holds her and kisses her through her orgasm.
When Kate stops shaking she laughs and says, “Sorry I just about smothered you.” She gets back up on all fours and Claire scoots out from underneath her.
“It’s OK. Do we need to stop for a bit?”
“No no, I’m OK. I just got over excited and you’re so lovely.”
“Good” Claire says as she scooches down to get behind Kate. She rubs Kate’s buns and then
plants several wet kisses on each. “Is this OK”
“Mmmm” is all Kate can say.
Claire moves in to lick kate’s wet juicy pussy. She’s all over the place and has Kate panting in no-time. She moves up and I can see her penetrate Kate with her tongue. Then she licks up and swirls around Kat’s pretty pink asshole. Kate gasps and pulls away but Claire holds her hips and keeps going. Kate relaxes and then sighs and pushes back against Claire. Claire then spins around and lies down on the floor. She scoots under Kate puts her hands on her ass and pulls down. Kate looks back and see’s what Claire wants. She moves back a bit and then lowers herself onto Claire. I have a perfect view now and I can see Claire’s tongue lapping at Kat’s pussy. Kate starts to whimper. Her whimpers turn to loud moans and then she’s shouting and thrusting her hips back to rub on Claire’s face. She’s suddenly silent and still and then lets out a long ragged breath. She falls forward and her legs pop up. I can see her toes curling. Claire rubs her ass and cooes soft nothings to her. After some post coitus cuddling they help each other get dressed. Kate still looks a bit wobbly and I suggest they sit on the couch together for a while while she gets her legs back. The two of them are knanoodling on the couch and Kate aks me.
“Can Claire come over and spend the night with me?”
“As long as you bring her back tomorrow” I say. I look at Claire “Go get together an overnight bag” Claire leaves scoops up her discarded bra and panties and dances out of the room. I watch her go smiling and then turn back to Kate. She’s turned serious.
“How is this going to work?”
“I don’t know. We’ll just have to take it as it comes”
“What if she decides she likes me better and wants to leave you? What if I get jealous? What if you get jealous? There are so many ways this could end badly.”
“That’s true of any relationship.” I look Kate right in the eye. “Claire is something special. A girl like her doesn’t come along more than once or twice in a lifetime. When you get an opportunity like this you have to grab on and hold tight. You take your chances.”
“Why not keep her all to yourself?”
I think about this for a minute and then. “She’s not happy. I’m trying my best but she’s got so much light in her I think it’s too much for one person. I think this is my only shot. If it works out with you and her and me I think I can hold this together.”
Kate sighs. “OK we’ll try.”
Claire comes back in and takes Kate by the hand. She practically drags her out of the apartment. I walk them to the door and say my goodnights. A few seconds after they round the corner towards Kate’s apartment Claire comes running back up to me. She jumps up and wraps her legs and arms around me and smothers me with kisses. “Thank you so much for this. I’m so happy.”
“That’s my job ma’am” I say with a tip of my imaginary hat. Claire giggles and runs back to Join Kate.
Kate and Claire are pretty much inseparable after that. Kate sleeps over most nights or Claire sleeps over at Kate’s. We get comfortable with each other’s presence and it’s not unusual for all three of us to sleep together in my big California king size bed. Spring ends and we endure a sultry summer. I take Claire with me to Thailand, Malaysia and Greece for jobs. She loves to travel with me but misses Kate. At the end of Summer I get short notice opportunity to go to the South of France. I tell Claire and she’s happy but I can see something else. I talk Kate into making time and then I get to tell Claire.
“We’re taking Kate with us to France” i announce casually over breakfast one morning.
Claire spits orange juice all over the table.
“Are you serious?”
“As a heart attack. And I’ve talked her into taking three weeks of vacation so after I’m done with work we can bum around France for two weeks.”
The France job goes fine. Kate and Claire have a great time exploring without me. When the job ends we rent a little house on the Riviera. It’s a magical time. One night in particular. Kate has told Claire that she made a special purchase for the trip but it’s a surprise. On the night in question Kate is wearing a tight fitting shirt and a long flowing skirt. After dinner Claire and I are on the couch making out when Kate excuses herself. When she comes back into the room there’s something different about her. Claire figures it out first and jumps up.
“What is this?” she asks grabbing at the bulge under the front of the skirt.
“It’s your surprise”
“It feels like a dick”
Claire lifts up Kate’s skirt and we see that she’s wearing a pair of boy short style panties. But these are not ordinary panties. Where the fly should be there is a little grommet. Sticking out of the grommet is a big pink dildo. “Wow!” Claire exclaims and grabs hold of the dildo.
Kate inhales sharply, “Careful now.” Claire and I look at each other. Kate pulls down the shorts and shows us that the dlido has another part the goes up into her vagina and rests against her clit. Its got a little bullet vibe in it too. Claire is now trying to drag Kate to the bedroom. Kate grabs my hand. “You too, come on.”
We get to the bedroom. There’s a lot of kissing and fondling and taking off of clothes. Kate and I start in on Caire together. We’re taking turns kissing her and sucking her nipples. We get her all worked up and then Kate pushes Claire onto the bed. She climbs between Claire’s legs and is soon fucking her. I get on the bed and kiss Claire. I kiss her nipples. She reaches for my dick. She pushes Kate away and then turns over onto her knees. She takes my dick into her mouth while Kate get’s back in behind her. Kate is giving her what-for from behind while Claire deepthroats me. It get’s to be too much for her and she looses focus on what she’s doing to me. I get up on my knees and coax her to follow. I hold her hair and then put my dick back in her mouth. I fuck her throat slowly while kate is still pumping away at her from behind. I blow my load down Claire’s throat. I pull out and lay back while I watch. Claire is getting close now. The shaking has started in her thighs. She screams and falls on the bed shaking. Kate and I look at each other and then high five. It’s ridiculously funny for some reason and all three of us practically asphyxiate laughing.
We go on like this for a while. Claire’s birthday is right around the corner. With her streamlining the day-to-day of my business, and the international jobs, I’ve got an extra 50K burning a hole in my pocket. I go to Tiffany’s on a whim and see a diamond choker. I buy it impulsively. While I’m waiting for the choker purchase I browse engagement rings. A pretty saleswoman asks if I want to see any. I’m holding a diamond solitaire in my hand and imagine asking Claire to marry me. I buy the ring too. When her birthday week actually arrives I chicken out and buy her a car instead.
Another Winter and spring pass. At the height of summer Claire and Kate have a fight. They stop seeing each other. Claire stops playing the game with me. Our relationship becomes tense. She sleeps in her own room every night. We stop having sex. We have a fight about something stupid. Later I can’t even remember how it started. It ends when she says she tells me to fuck off and I do the thing that I’m best at, I hurt her.
As she walking out I say, “Serves me right. I should have fucked you and then left you in that shitty little town. You belong in a place like that.” Later that night I’m looking out the window and I see Claire get out of a Corvette. When she gets inside I confront her. “What’s going on?”
“With what?”
“Who just dropped you off?”
“A friend.”
“Which friend?”
“You don’t know him.”
“Him?”
“Why do you care?”
“Because I care about you.”
“Could have fooled me.”
“What do you want from me?”
“Nothing.”
“What do you mean nothing?”
“You know what I mean. The guy is Lonnie and he says he loves me”
“Get out.”
“Fine!” she storms down the hall and I can hear drawers slamming. She brushes past me sobbing carrying a backpack and slams the door. I get drunk. I stay that way for two weeks. When the work starts piling up I have to get sober long enough to catch up. I become a functioning alcoholic. When I’m not working I’m drinking. I switch from scotch to bourbon when the booze bills get out of hand. I switch to vodka after I ruin a rug with bourbon vomit.
It’s been two months and there’s a knock at my door. It’s a douchebag and a skinny girl with dyed black hair. What the fuck is this I think as I open the door. Douchebag grabs my shirt at the shoulder and pushes me inside. “She’s Just going to get some stuff. don’t make touble” Douchebag says. I’m pretty drunk so it takes me a second. This is Lonnie. The skinny girl is Claire. I haven’t been in her room since she left. She’s in there now and I hear rummaging. Lonnie still has hold of me. Claire comes back down the hallway she has a garbage bag full of stuff and several dresses over her shoulder.
“I need to talk to you” I say to her with only a slight slur
“You need to shut the fuck up”Lonnie says and shakes me a little.
Now Lonnie’s got a problem. He doesn’t know it yet because he doesn’t know anything about me. He doesn’t know that I hate the gym and so have been taking an Akido classes for 5 years to stay fit. He can’t possibly know that I’ve had anger issues my whole life. That I beat a bully half to death in the 3rd grade. That it took me decades of therapy to develop the control I have. And he doesn’t know that the vodka coursing through my veins is telling me it’d be a good idea to break his arm. I push towards him and he raises a fist.
“Don’t hurt him” Claire yells We both look at Claire. I’m angry because I think she can somehow read my mind and knows what I’m about to do. Then I see the bruises on her face. She’s tried to cover them up with makeup but they still show. My blood boils. I pull away from Lonnie and he tries to pull me back. I use his momentum and push him off balance. I grab his hand and use my shoulder to fold it back hard. He cries out in pain. I spin him around and now I’m holding him by the hand. I use his own weight to hyperextend his elbow and then I hit it hard with my other hand. I feel the satisfying crunch as both his radius and ulna break. I drop him. Then I sit on him and I grab him by the hair and bang his head on the floor. “Lonnie if I ever see you again I’m going to kill you”
“My arm. You broke my fucking arm”
I bang his head on the floor again
“Stop hurting me” he pleads
“Tell me you understand lonnie. I don’t ever want to see you again. If I do i’m going to assume you’re here to do me harm and I’m going to fucking kill you. Do you understand”
“Yes!”
“Good” I say and I help him up. He’s a little wobbly but I get him to the door. He’s cradling his broken arm with his good hand. He wobbles down the hall. Claire brushes past me.
“Wait!” I grab for her but only get a bit of her shirt. She breaks free and goes to Lonnie to help him down the stairs..
“Please” I shout and she falters but then keeps going.
For the record, I didn’t plan to kill myself. I just needed to get really really drunk. I’m into my third bottle of Vodka and I’m finally feeling OK. Claire is gone forever but it’s OK. I feel fine. I try to get the bottle to my mouth again but just manage to pour some down my shirt. There’s a knock at the door. “Hang on” I shout weakly. I get up to go to the door and I see Claire’s face looking through the little frosted window in the middle.
“Sam!” she calls to me.
“I’m coming.” I’m trying my best but I can’t really walk that straight. Then I hang my legs up on the table in the entryway and fall. I hit my head on the bench by the door and everything goes dark. I have a dream that Lonnie is dragging Claire away and she’s screaming for me but I can’t get to her.
I wake up and i’m in bed. No wait this isn’t my bed. I’m in a hospital. There’s a TV on. Somebody is in a chair watching tv. It’s Claire.
“Claire” I croak and she gets up.
“He’s awake” she calls out but i’m confused because it’s not Claire it’s Kate’s voice.
I’m getting closer to consciousness now and the room is more in focus. Fuck I need a drink.
“Claire!” I say to Kate, “We have to find Claire she’s in trouble.”
“No she’s not” Kate says softly. “She went down to the cafeteria to get something to eat.”
A doctor comes in and asks me some questions. She tells me that I’ve been out for a day. I lost some blood from the headwound and I had alchohol poising. At some point Claire comes into the room and stands in the corner quietly. Kate gives the doc the wrap-it-up sign and then pushes her out of the room leaving me with Claire.
“Are you OK?”
“Peachy” I croak. She gives me a look. “My head hurts. I’ll live”
She sits on the bed and holds my hand.
“I’m sorry” she whispers
“Me too. I was an ass.”
“I’m going to take you home and take care of you for a while. OK”
“OK” I say and squeeze her hand.
“Are you sure you’re OK”
“Just tired. So tired”
“Sleep then” she says softly and like it’s a magic spell I do.
A couple days later the hospital releases me. As good as her word Claire takes me home and takes care of me while I detox. It’s fucking awful but Claire makes it bearable. In a couple weeks I’m up and around.
One morning we’re having breakfast and she looks out into the courtyard and says. “How long do you want me to stay?”
We hadn’t spoken about anything of consequence since the hospital. I was dreading this conversation.
“You’re home” I say, “I don’t want you to ever leave”
“I need to tell you some things before you make up your mind” She says still not looking at me.
“Nothing you could say would change how I feel about you staying here”
“Just listen.” she takes a deep breath, “I wanted you to love me. I wanted to hear you tell me that you loved me. It’s why I got all stupid and bitchy.”
“Wanting to be loved isn’t stupid” I say
“Shut up and let me get through this. I thought that if you got jealous you might decide you really did love me so I made up the thing with Lonnie.”
I take a deep breath and let it out. “That night you left I said something terrible and I did it to hurt you. I didn’t mean any of it and I’m sorry. If I could I’d take the words back.”
She starts to cry silently. ‘When I left I didn’t know where to go. I called Lonnie and he came and got me. I didn’t have anywhere else so I stayed with him. He got in trouble last year. Something he got arrested for. It looked like he was going to have to go to jail so he wanted to leave the country. His dad wouldn’t help him so he needed money. He made me take him here so we could get the clothes and jewelry you gave me and hock them.”
“Why did you leave with him that night?”
“His dad is some kind of cop or something. I watched him get out of trouble when he got in a fight at a club once. I was afraid he’d tell his dad about you breaking his arm. I took him to the emergency room and made him promise not to tell on you”
“How did you get him to promise?”
‘I told him that I’d go to the police and tell on him for raping me” She’s sobbing now. I’ve been holding it together for a while now but the admission that Lonnie raped Claire hits me like a ton of bricks. I pick myself up though and I go and kneel in front of Claire.
“I’m so sorry” I say
‘It’s all my fault” she sobs.
“None of it is your fault. You’re home now. You’re safe. I do love you. I’ve always loved you”
I hold her till she stops crying.
That night I wake up to her climbing into bed with me. She kisses me. The kisses turn to caresses and then before I can decide it’s a bad Idea we make love. It’s sweet and soft and lovely. She falls asleep in my arms. In the morning she’s still there.
“I don’t want the room down the hall to be your room any more” I say
Her lip quivers and her eyes start to glisten, “I”m sorry. I thought it would be OK now. I didn’t mean anything bad”
“What are you talking about?”
“You’re mad at me for coming in here last night and now you don’t want me to stay any more”
“What? No.” I take her by the hands, “I don’t want that to be your room and this one mine. I want you to move all your stuff in here. I want this to be our room.”
“Oh” she says wiping away the tears.
We get on with life. We have to figure things out as a couple now that the old arrangement is dissolved. It’s nice telling her I love her. It feels good. I’m taking it super slow on sex because I don’t want to hurt her after her ordeal. Then I get home one afternoon from a client meeting. I take off my coat and hang it in the hall closet and call for her. I close the closet door and suddenly she’s in the hall. She’s wearing a string bikini. She’s holding the biggest water gun I’ve ever seen. It doesn’t even have a trigger, it has a big valve up front like a fire-hose.
“Claire no!” it’s too late. She opens the valve and drenches me. She’s pumping the thing madly and backing away. I’m chasing her trying to keep water out of my face. She leads me into the bedroom. I get to her and wrestle with her for the watergun. In the tussle she knocks me back onto the bench at the foot of the bed. She somehow manages to fall with me and winds up across my knees. Her pretty ass pointing up at me. And then I get it. This was no accident. This was her plan all along. I spank her hard and she yelps.
“I can’t believe you did that” Spank!
“Look at me I’m soaked” Spank!
“Where the hell did you even get that thing?” Spank!
She’s had enough and she pounces on me. She kisses me like a woman should. I toss her on the bed and crawl after her. Then I notice a bundle of rope on the bed. I look up and there’s a wild look in her eyes. I grab the rope and then lunge for her. We wrestle a bit but I get the upper hand when I get her arm behind her back. I loop the rope around her wrist and then I get her other arm. I tie her hands behind her back. She pulls her knees up and I hog tie her. I sit back panting and look down at her. She’s got my smile spread all across her face. I strip and then get behind her. I gently enter her and then fuck her. She has her first orgasm after just twenty seconds. Then my knee touches something on the bed. It’s a bottle of lube. I lube up her anus.
“Please” she pleads with me.
I pull out of her vagina and move up to her ass. There’s no plug this time so I have to work the tip in and out to stretch her out. It’s the most amazing feeling. I finally get the head inside and then the shaft. I add more lube and then get to fucking. She’s making little noises and her body tenses up. I feel her orgasm and it puts me over the edge to mine. I pump her ass full of cum.
Afterwards, when I’ve untied her she gets out one of her old chokers and hands it to me.
“Can I be your little cumslut again?” she asks.
I have an idea, a crazy dumbshit idea. “No”
She’s crestfallen, “OK, I understand”
“Wait right here” I command and kiss her deeply. I go to the safe and I get the bag from Tiffany’s. I take it back in the room and I pull out the big box with the choker in it. I give it to her and she opens it with wonder.
“It’s beautiful” she says. I put it on for her, “What does it mean”
“It means I think you have a beautiful neck and I like to buy you pretty things” I say. “This means”, I say as I take out the smaller box with the ring, “ will you to be my wife?”. Tears well up in her eyes as she whispers, “Yes sir”
Epilouge:
The wedding is a few weeks away and Claire and I are cuddling on the couch.
“So I did something maybe I shouldn’t have” I say
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah. I tracked your mom down” I say. Claire pushes off my chest to look at me. “She’s living in Albuquerque in a halfway house. I want to invite her to the wedding”
“That’s a nice thing to do but I don’t know it’s a good idea. My mom isn’t reliable”
“Still if you are OK with it I’d like to try”
“One condition. You have to invite your dad.” Claire knows that my mom died when I was 19. She also knows I haven’t seen him since. They had a rocky relationship and he used to hit her when he was drinking. He got sober and she forgave him but I never did. He also said some not nice things to me when I brought a boyfriend home in high school. I agree to the deal because I want a favor from the old man. I contact her mom and invite her. I buy her a plane ticket and talk to her sponsor who is going to make sure she makes the flight. I give Claire Dad’s phone number and she invites him. He arrives two days before the wedding. He and Claire hit it off immediately. I insist he stay with us. That night after dinner dad and I are drinking coffee at the kitchen table. Claire is outside talking to Kate. I hit him up for the favor.
“So, do you still have contacts in South America?” I ask
“Yeah?” He sounds suspicious.
“I need somebody found” I say
“Really?” he sounds intrigued.
“His name is Lonnie Greene”
“The rich kid who bolted rather than go to prison for rape?” Lonnie had been in the news, he raped a girl at a frat party before he met Claire. His frat brothers had all offered to testify against him. His dad had been in the news too. The former police chief turned congressman was now in hot water for helping his son escape justice.
“The same” I say.
“Why do you want him found?”
“Because he raped me” Claire says suddenly from behind us. I don’t know how long she’s been there. Anger washes over my dad’s face and then sorrow. “What makes you think your dad can find him?”
“Because he was a spy” I explain
“Don’t tease”
“He’s not teasing. I worked in intelligence in South America for 20 years. I still have some contacts down there. But you didn’t answer my question. Why?”
“I just want to know where he is. I want to keep an eye on him somehow.” Claire still has nightmares sometimes and gets scared of corvettes. I think knowing for sure Lonnie is too far away to hurt her might help.
“Did you report the rape?” Dad asks
“No” Claire says
“Why not?”
“Because I broke his arm” I explain
Dad gives me a look and squeezes my shoulder.
“I think I can arrange something” Dad says.
The wedding is beautiful. Claire is radiant. Her mom shows and they have a tearful reunion. Everything is perfect. It’s the happiest day of my life up to that point. I get to meet TJ the hairdresser who is not a large, gay, black man. He’s a short vietnamese guy with a hot wife. I can only surmise he learned english by watching RuPaul’s Drag Race.
A few days after the wedding I get a text from Dad on the secure messaging app he made me install. It’s contact info for someone called Max. I compose and send a message.
Sam: A mutual friend says you can help locate someone for me.
Max: Perhaps
Sam: Lonnie Green, from Chicago
Max: I know the man. He isn’t hard to find.
Sam: I want someone to keep tabs on him
Max: Protection?
Sam: If lonnie Green is on fire I wouldn’t want you to piss on him to put it out.
Max: Understood.
Sam: I need to know right away if he leaves the country
Max: $500 US/year
Sam: Agreed.
I get an account number in the Caymans where I wire the money. I get weekly updates on Lonnie. I tell Claire that he’s still in South America and that I’d know if he left. She’s relieved. Six months later the Lonnie update is late.
Sam: Update please.
Max: Sorry about the delay, confirming facts. Lonnie may be dead.
Sam: Keep me posted.
Then two hours later
Max: Confirmed, Lonnie Greene stabbed in bar fight. Died in hospital this a.m. Would you like a refund of the remainder of your $500?
Sam: No refund required. Gracias.
Max: Vaya con dios. Say Hi to our friend.
Then a text from Dad on my regular phone.
Dad: Sent Claire late wedding present. Has it arrived yet?
Me: Maybe. You traveling lately?
Dad: Nope.
I tell Claire that Lonnie is dead. She sighs and a darkness passes over her and then she smiles and hugs me. Corvettes stop scaring her. I don’t tell her I suspect my father had lonnie killed. The “late” wedding present arrives a few days later, it’s a juicer.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/63a7y2/yes_sir_mfffmffmdomanaloralbdlongfinal_part
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