“I’ll use the guest room…for now,” Susan announced. “Of course, I’ll be moving my things into your room as they arrive. By then we’ll be sharing the same bed again.”
What the fuck was she thinking? That she could cut me of from sex for five years and then suddenly announce that she felt like sleeping with her husband again? If she thinks that I am going to have anything to do with her, she’s got another thing coming.
“Susan, you go ahead and set up shop in the guest room. There’s food in the pantry and refrigerator. Make yourself at home. I may or may not be back tonight.” I threw together a toiletry bag and grabbed a change of clothes for my small duffel bag.
“And just where do you think you’re going?” she asked. “I just got here and you’re going off to be with some slut you’ve been seeing? I’ll skin your ass alive in court if you think you can do this to me.”
I smiled at Susan’s sudden bravado. “For your information, you haven’t been a real wife to me for over five years. Yes, I’m going out, but it’s not to see some ‘slut’, as you put it. I’ve met someone, Susan. Someone who makes me feel like a man again. Someone who loves me for me, not for what material things I can give her. Someone who isn’t a man-eating bitch like the harpy I married. Yes, I’m going to see my girlfriend tonight and I may spend the night. As for you, well, you can sit here and fuck yourself.”
I didn’t wait for her reply. I calmly picked up my bag, strode confidently for the door and walked out. I didn’t even slam the door, such was my calm demeanor.
As I drove over to Lucy’s house I felt freer than I had in years. Now that Susan knew about Lucy I didn’t have to hide anymore. Well, she just knew that I had a girlfriend. Ironically it was the same woman that Susan spoke so disparagingly about at that restaurant when she visited me.
And I had to prepare myself for losing half of everything in the upcoming divorce. It would be worth it, though, because my complete freedom would be part of the package.
As I walked into Lucy’s house, both her and Megan were in the kitchen getting some wine ready. Lucy came up to me and kissed me. When we broke off our embrace Megan came over and gave me a hug and kiss of her own. Her hands crept down to give my ass cheeks a proper squeezing at the same time her tongue forced my lips apart. She was really giving me the business and, while I wanted to take her right there, I had to stop her. I had to tell them about Susan.
“I want you both to sit down,” I said. “Something’s happened that you both need to hear about.”
Megan stopped her groping of me and sat in one of the chairs. Lucy looked worried, but she sat across from Megan.
“When I went back to my place Susan was there. She’s apparently got the idea that she is going to move in and we’ll become the happy couple again. She’s in the tub right now taking a bath.”
“Frank,” Lucy said with more than a little tremble to her voice. “Why on earth did you let her in?”
Megan just sat there with a look of disbelief on her face.
“I let her in because we are still married. Besides, I couldn’t just throw her out onto the street. I told her I was leaving to be with my girlfriend. Of course, I didn’t tell her that I had two girlfriends, or that we all have sex together. I essentially told her off just as I was leaving to come over here.”
That seemed to calm Lucy down a bit. Megan had questions of her own. “But Frank, isn’t it a little dangerous for the three of us to be together right now? Aren’t you giving her grounds for divorce?”
I smiled at Megan’s observations. “Yes I suppose I am, Megan. But I’ve decided that I’m going to be the one who files. I’m tired of letting that bitch think she can control me out of fear of a divorce. As far as I’m concerned, nothing changes for us. I think we should go ahead with our plans for the two of you to live here. I’ll be spending more than a few nights here anyway, so if she knows then she knows. All I know is that I want nothing to do with her.”
Lucy got up, strode over to me and hugged me fiercely. She smothered me with kisses and seemed relieved. “Frank, I’m so proud of you for standing up to her. I love you, darling.”
Megan sat there smiling. “I’ve got to hand it to you Frank. You’ve got balls. You just tell me what you need from me and you’ve got it. I love both of you so much!”
Lucy broke her embrace of me and grabbed the three wine glasses. “Get the wine, Megan, would you please? I think we need to celebrate Frank’s balls. Of course, I plan to play with those balls later.”
Megan got the wine and opened the refrigerator to reveal a very nice looking cheese tray. “Frank, I guess you are in charge of getting some crackers from the pantry. Let’s get this party started.” She winked at me after she said that. It was a sultry, seductive wink. I liked the direction this thing was headed already.
We set up shop on the sectional sofa, Lucy poured us each a healthy amount of wine and we took our glasses. “Here’s to one very lucky guy and his two wonderful ladies,” I said, raising my glass. They joined me and we clinked our glasses together.
I was famished, though, and the cheese and crackers hit the spot. As I nourished myself the girls were busy invading my trousers for a little hors d’oeuvres of their own. Megan undid my belt while Lucy unhooked the clasp and pulled down on the zipper. Once my slacks were opened they each took a leg and pulled them down, taking off my shoes before completely removing my trousers.
I tried to remain focused on my immediate task, eating the cheese and crackers, while they continued their search for my sausage link. Megan pulled my boxers off and my cock sprang to attention.
Lucy quickly took my prick into her hands, softly stroking it up and down. Megan joined her by flicking her tongue across the head and removing the droplets of pre-cum that oozed from the tip. She held her glistening tongue out and offered it to Lucy, who took the hint and began to suck on Megan’s outthrust tongue. Her eyes widened as she swallowed the appetizer-sized portion of my fluids. “God, Frank, I love the taste of you,” she said breathlessly.
On a hardness scale of 1 to 10, my cock jumped from about a 7 to 10 almost immediately. Megan decided that she wanted the next taste all to herself, so she took the head of my cock into her mouth and sucked really hard. The sensation nearly made me cum right then and there.
From there, it was all about the two of them taking turns slurping up my cock. Megan would lick and suck it while Lucy worked my balls over with her mouth. Then they traded places and I got the “double trouble” treatment all over again. Finally they both faced each other and licked up and down my shaft, pausing to kiss each other and swap spit and pre-cum. I was in an extended state of bliss as my two ladies lavished their oral praise on my rock-hard dick. As much as I wanted to cum, I wouldn’t allow it. I simply had to dip my stick into their wet pussies.
I got up and led them into Lucy’s bedroom, with her huge king bed. I positioned them both on the bed with their legs hoisted high in the air and two lovely pussies facing me. I knelt down on the floor at the edge of the bed and took turns licking each of them, slurping and kissing their honey pots and using my fingers to explore and stimulate them. It was pure heaven, eating their moist cunts and hearing them moan. As I switched from Megan’s slit to Lucy’s, I looked up and saw that they were reaching across to fondle each other’s tits, squeezing on their nipples as they enjoyed the tongue bath I was giving them.
After a few minutes of this, I did something I had only fantasized about; I fucked them both alternately. I would give Megan the full length of my cock, pumping in and out slowly and deliberately and then I would pull out and give it to Lucy, her own pussy juices mingling with Megan’s, which was on my cock. I fucked them both slowly and then I picked up the pace, ramming my cock home with vigor.
I pumped hard and fast inside Lucy, making her squeal with delight, then switched to Megan, giving it to her as hard and deep as I could. Both women were nearly screaming from the alternate-style fucking they were getting, and I could tell that orgasms for both of them would be coming along soon.
Lucy was the first to cum, moaning deep in her throat at first and then building to a high-pitched whine as it intensified. She talked dirty to me as she came. “Oh, Frank, give me that cock, fuck me harder, fuck me, fuck me, oh God, it’s so good. You’re making me cum, baby. Oh, oh oh!!!”
As Lucy came all over my dick, Megan was fingering herself in the absence of my cock, keeping her fire lit. Once Lucy was done I pulled out and gave it to Megan. I fucked her furiously as she urged me on. “Right there, baby! Don’t stop! Don’t you dare stop! Oh, God, I’m cumming!!!”
Megan squirted in a torrent as she came, her juices flowing out and running down over my cock and balls, dripping onto the floor. She thrashed about as she came, trying to either get away from the rod which was driving her wild or to get more of it inside her. She really went wild as I kept driving my cock deep inside her.
Finally I couldn’t take any more of it, and my own orgasm began to appear. I withdrew my hard pole from Megan’s sopping wet pussy and stroked my cock as I rose to my feet. Both Megan and Lucy positioned themselves in front of my cock as I jerked it up and down, their mouths open and ready to receive my seed.
I came hard, with big globs of my cum spurting from the tip of my cock. The girls took turns taking my cum into their mouths, both of them gulping and gasping as I continued to spray my sticky hot seed on them. Megan took me into her mouth and sucked at the remaining cum. Once I was finished she turned to Lucy and they shared what they had both collected, my cum spilling onto their cheeks as they kissed and licked each other’s faces clean of my spunk. They shared an open-mouthed kiss and when they were done they each gave a big swallow, depositing my load deep in their bellies.
I stepped back and fell onto the bed beside them, completely drained. While I tried to recover from one of the best fucks of my life, the girls had other ideas. They continued to kiss and fondle each other and soon positioned themselves in the classic sixty-nine position.
I walked out to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of wine. While I was alone, I had an opportunity to reflect on what had transpired in the relatively short time I was on the West Coast. What had started as a job change had become instead a lifestyle change, and a damned big one at that. I had gone from being a sexually frustrated husband to someone who was in a relationship with two highly sexed women.
And I liked the change.
Unfortunately, things were about to become complicated with Susan’s return. I had resigned myself to filing for divorce. Susan had strung me along for over five years, denying me any kind of physical contact and alienating me completely.
As a matter of fact, I had simply accepted her explanations that she had lost all desire for sexual contact. For all I knew, she could have taken a lover and kept me along as the meal ticket. I made a mental note to call an old friend in the Raleigh area who had a private investigation business. I would solicit his opinion on whether he could find out anything about her activities in the last six years or so. If he felt that he could, I would hire him. If Susan was playing behind my back all these years it would be useful information in a divorce proceeding.
As for my current situation, I could only shake my head at my good fortune. Finding Lucy, and falling in love with her, was something completely out of the blue. Thank God for video trivia games, I thought. If it weren’t for helping her with that answer I would have never met this incredible woman who was in my thoughts 24/7. We hadn’t talked about what our future held for us, but I made another mental note to sit down with her and explore the possibilities.
As for meeting Megan, that was another stroke of good luck. It was because of where we ordered a pizza that we met her. If that wasn’t some sort of diving providence, then there simply wasn’t such a thing. I think Megan is more attracted to Lucy, but she seems to enjoy being with me. I think I might be a bit of a novelty to her, because she had been pretty much exclusive with women before meeting us. I just had a hint of worry in the back of my mind about Megan, though. If Lucy was the object of her affections, she could grow tired of me. I wanted to dismiss that idea, but I couldn’t shake it from my thoughts.
My quiet time spent in reminiscing was interrupted by some serious moaning and screaming. I took my wine back into the bedroom and found Lucy and Megan just as I had left them. Megan was on top of Lucy and they were furiously eating and fingering each other. Their bodies were soaked with sweat, such was the frantic nature of their lovemaking, and it was obvious that they had each made the other cum a couple times, based on the intensity of their moans.
I took a seat in the chair next to the mirrored dresser and enjoyed the show. When they had completely satisfied each other Megan sat up atop the bed while Lucy rested her head in Megan’s lap, with Megan gently stroking Lucy’s hair. They each had an air of contentment on their faces.
“You both had quite a time, didn’t you?” I said between sips of my wine. “The sounds I heard while I was in the kitchen described it perfectly.”
Megan smiled at me. “We wondered what you were up to, Frank. Seeing you with that wine looks just perfect. Would you be a dear and get me some?”
“I’d be happy to. Lucy, can I get some for you?”
“No, honey. Just fill Megan’s glass and I’ll have some of hers.”
I went back to the kitchen. When I returned to the bedroom with a full glass Megan was leaning down, peppering Lucy’s face with small, nibbling kisses. They were both giggling as she did this, and that nagging worry crept back into my head. Stop it, I thought. You’re making way too much out of this.
I gave them the very full glass of wine and watched as they shared it. As much as I wanted to stay I had to go home. I had a very busy day ahead of me and I needed to get some sleep. I needed to be sharp for all that I wanted to accomplish and going to work dragging my dick behind me was no way to go about it.
I leaned down to Lucy and Megan and said my goodnights. “Well, my dear ladies, I hate to leave you but I need some sleep. I’m sure you will be able to carry on without me. Lucy, I’m going to leave my toiletry bag in your bathroom vanity for the next time I spend the night.”
Lucy began to protest, but my lips put a swift stop to that. I gave her a nice, deep kiss goodnight, shared a similar kiss with Megan and I was on my way.
When I arrived back at my place the place was dark. I slipped into my room and hopped into bed. Hopefully I would be able to get out in the morning without too much drama from Susan.
Morning came all too soon. I quietly rose from my sleep, went to the bathroom and got into the shower. I deliberately kept things quiet so as not to disturb Susan. Once I dried off, brushed my teeth and shaved I put on my robe and went back to my room to get dressed. When I emerged from my room I went downstairs and there, sitting at the kitchen table was Susan, sipping a cup of coffee.
“Well, look who finally made it home,” she said. She was glaring at me like she wanted to kill me, such was her hatred for me at that moment. “Did you have a nice time with your slut?”
It took all of my will power to keep from doing something I had never done before in my life. “I’m going to give you a pass on that one, Susan, but if you ever refer to my girlfriend as ‘your slut’, you will regret the day you were born. For you information, I’m totally through with you and this joke of a marriage. I’ll be contacting an attorney today to see about filing for a divorce. I’ve realized that I was a fool to have put up with you cutting me off sexually for over five years, and now it’s time to get out of this marriage and forget I ever met you.”
Susan was livid. “If you think you can walk away from me without a price you’ve got another thing coming, Frank. I’ll take you for every nickel I can. You forget that I know a lot of attorneys back in North Carolina. A few of them are damned good divorce lawyers and I’ll get back at you for everything you’ve put me through.”
“Everything I’ve put you through? That’s rich, Susan. All I’ve ever done was love you and support you. And you reward me for all those years by refusing to have sex with me for the last five years, with no explanation. You know, during that time I never once even suspected that there might be someone else, but now I have to wonder if I’ve been cuckolded by you.”
“Don’t flatter yourself, Frank,” she spat at me.
“Well, let me ask you point blank, Susan. Were you having an affair? Was that your reason for cutting me off?”
Susan turned away from me. “Don’t you have to be at work? You’d better be on your way, don’t you think?”
Her refusal to answer my question left me with only one conclusion. I had better contact my buddy as soon as I got settled in at work. Clearly there was more to this, and I needed to know ASAP. I didn’t press her further, I just grabbed my briefcase and headed out the door.
Once I got my reports finished at work I called my PI buddy, Rocco, in North Carolina. Rocco isn’t a name you would associate with private investigation work, but he has a good business and is well respected by his clients and peers. I explained everything to Rocco and asked him if he could do a preliminary investigation report for me. Based on what he found, I told him I would either drop it entirely or I would pay his retainer and tell him to investigate this aggressively. Rocco agreed and said he would get back to me in a couple days, or sooner if the red flags warranted it.
My next call was to a very good divorce attorney in Raleigh who happened to be my friend as well. I explained the situation and told him that Rocco was gathering whatever information he could. He agreed to represent me and suggested that I serve Susan as quickly as possible. He would draw up the papers, fax them to me for my signature and then I was to fax the signed copy back to him. He would file the papers at the courthouse before the close of business today and Susan could be served tonight. He explained that, as the aggrieved party it made perfect sense to file as soon as possible before Susan could beat me to the punch. I told him to move forward with it.
Jan, Dr. Browning’s executive secretary, was in charge of all facsimile receipts and mail for the department heads. I stopped by her desk to give her a heads up on a fax which would be coming in soon. I asked her if she could kindly let me know when it came in. She told me that she would be happy to do that for me.
Finally, I called Lucy. I told her that I was putting the wheels in motion that would culminate in my freedom.
“Oh Frank,” she said. “I can’t believe that this is really happening. You know that I love you, don’t you?”
Hearing her say that made everything I was doing worth it. “I kinda thought you might like me a little bit. Seriously, you need to know that you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I love you, sweetie. Hey, babe, what do you think about a nice quiet dinner tonight, just the two of us?”
“I’d love that, Frank, but Megan asked me to go to this new slider bar with her tonight. Would you like to join us? I’m sure it wouldn’t be a problem.”
That stung a little bit. I was hoping for a nice evening with Lucy but Megan beat me to the punch. “I’m afraid I’ll have to pass, Lucy. Maybe some other time.”
“Frank, you aren’t upset with me, are you? Megan brought it up while we were showering together this morning.”
“Well, you two have fun tonight. I’ll figure something out.”
We said goodbye and hung up. I was almost starting to regret bringing Megan into our relationship, but I realized that it was good for Lucy to have another woman to have fun with and talk about things. I could understand her seeming infatuation with Megan. I just hoped that we could find time for us.
When I got home after work, Susan was in her room. The door was open and I could see that she was lying on her bed reading a book. I didn’t bother to ask her how her day went.
After putting my briefcase away and freshening up, I got on my laptop and looked for nearby restaurants. I may not have Lucy on my arm tonight, but I was famished. I didn’t want to try anything new on my own, so I decided to go to Dobby’s Place. Just as I was about to close the laptop and change clothes, the doorbell rang.
I answered the door and there stood a young man who appeared to be in his early twenties. He was dressed in what I would call business casual clothing. Before I could say anything, he spoke to me in a clear, loud voice.
“Hello there. Are you Frank Beddoes?”
“Yes I am. What can I do for you.”
He reached into his jacket pocket and handed me an envelope which appeared to be rather full of papers.
“Mr. Beddoes, you’ve been served.”
Before I could say anything he turned and left. I went to the kitchen table and took the documents out of the envelope. They were divorce papers. Susan had filed for divorce. The grounds were adultery.
As I read further, I saw that the filing had named Lucy Novak and Megan Stiles as co-respondents. How in the fuck did she find out so much? I was stunned, standing there with the papers in my hand.
From the spare bedroom I could hear Susan calling out to me. “Hey, Frank, that wasn’t anything important at the door, was it?” She began laughing, just a giggle at first but becoming more of a deep full-bodied roar of laughter.
That conniving bitch…
