Still Faithful, Always Pt. 02

"Let me undress you Greg while you take my clothes off." Undressing seemed to take forever as Laura kissed and fondled all over her man's chest before she considered unbuckling belt that kept pants on. Greg took a more direct approach; Laura was nude almost immediately and then his hands and lips began to toy. They left a messy pile of clothes behind while making a path to bedroom.

Greg was impatient; he wanted to consummate their betrothal immediately. Laura intended to ask that he seal her lips with teeth. She never got a chance to ask. Greg threw her to bed and followed with dispatch. Her knees flailed by his ears as feet dangled over shoulders. Greg stabbed his Laura with cock, hard, sure and swift. Both yelled a loud YES.

"Take me Baby, take me. I am yours once again."

Greg performed as Laura requested. He rolled her up to her shoulders and stabbed cock to cunt repeatedly with fast hard strokes until he felt his pleasure boiling, and then he moderated his thrusts to extend their pleasure.

"I want you to howl tonight my love; I want the people in the lobby to hear your cries and know your pleasure."

Laura did cry out. She clutched with arms and used her hips as she could get purchase. Their sexing was intense. The way Greg was screwing her, fucking her brains loose, defined the difference in loving style between her two men. Laura loved both, but at the moment her world was Greg above and Laura his sex doll.

"Do me Baby, hard and fast now, I am close, so close; fuck me now Greg, fuck me hard." Laura's next sounds were animal growls, totally unintelligible. Orgasm overwhelmed her mind and body. Greg held her up to him fully inserted as he spewed. His yell drowned out hers.

Dinner beckoned, Chinese food sounded good to both. They made love once more this Saturday night, this time slow and tender with kisses and light stroking of mutual erotic zones. Sunday morning dawned; Laura woke first and reached out to the man sleeping next to her. I do love waking beside Greg; I have always taken a special pleasure waking in bed with my lover. Laura initiated their morning sex. She began with kisses, sucked cock to hardness, and mounted. Slowly, gently, passion climbed. Their loving was nowhere near as energetic and muscular, violent, as last night, but their morning sex was just as satisfying. They had a quiet orgasm together and then they rose to shower. Once again Laura fixed a simple breakfast.

"Baby, I am going to send you on your way. I need to get my focus back on Business Lady and the things I need to take care of tomorrow and Tuesday morning. I'll be back out here in about three weeks; I'll call and give you my schedule. I will definitely call you as Dan and I talk things through."

Kisses sealed their time together. Laura escorted Greg to the lobby and gave a clutching hug and kiss before allowing her lover to depart. She held her pose watching him until the doors on the parking garage elevator closed. Her last act was an air kiss and a silent I Love You Greg. As she turned to her elevator Upper Floor was waiting with the Sunday Chronicle in hand.

"I have competition; a new friend?"

"That was Greg. We have talked about him; he has been my lover for ten years, but apart the last six. He lives in San Jose. I will introduce you sometime."

"I do have competition for your sometime favors. He is a lucky man indeed."

Elevator stopped at Laura's floor; she held the doors open a moment. "Greg is important to me, very important, in his way as important as Dan. Kiss me quickly and let the elevator take you."

Laura checked her watch and decided that ten o'clock back home would mean Dan should be awake. He'll still be with Mrs. Patron, Laura decided. She pressed the speed dial number for Dan's cell phone and listened to the rings. "Hello Baby."

"How was your weekend? I hope you and your friends had fun."

"Oh, you're still with Mrs. P.; give her my love and a kiss."

"Did you see any good art for either of the galleries?"

"How is Artsy doing? I haven't seen her in ages. I will have to come with you the next time I am home when there are gallery events."

"Yes, Greg was here much of the weekend. He has left for home now though."

"Yes Baby, we had a very good time, and no, we didn't spend all of our time together in bed."

"We can talk more when I get home; I want to talk more, no secrets between us Baby."

"I am glad you are still with Mrs. Patron and Friend. You can give them two kisses. See I am generous, ha! I love you Baby. I will see you Tuesday night, bye Baby."

Laura spent the rest of Sunday concentrating on Business Lady matters. She did her best to get a week of work accomplished in the day and a half she had in San Francisco. At noon Tuesday the BL limousine left for San Francisco International Airport with Laura the only passenger. Laura had flown with this cabin crew on prior flights. The first class attendant knew she could serve champagne as soon as Laura was settled in her seat. Four hours after takeoff the attendant collected drink glasses and made sure all of the first class passengers were positioned for landing. With only hand carry luggage, Laura deplaned rapidly and fortunately her flight docked close to the terminal. Rush hour was well behind so traffic was light. Her taxicab driver managed to have her home forty-five minutes after landing. She tipped him well.

"Hello Baby, I am home."

Chapter 5 – Laura and Dan, Greg in absentia

After more than twenty years of marriage Laura no longer made a running leap to her husband's arms on returning home, but their kiss signaled a promise of passionate reunion. Laura set her only luggage: purse, briefcase and shoulder duffle, at her feet to clutch Dan around his shoulders. She held tight resting head on male shoulder and nuzzling close to his neck. A light kiss and a deep inhale of her husband's male scent, his body, the deodorant and cologne fragrance, even the almost smell of the vodka and tonic Dan liked to sip as he watched television reminded Laura she truly was home and with the husband who was so much of her being.

"I love you Baby, it feels so good to be home with you."

Dan initiated gentle kisses about his wife's face as he returned loving sentiments. Laura took purse and briefcase in hand, "I'll feel even more at home out of these clothes. Will you bring my bag?" In the bedroom as she began undressing with help from Dan, Laura's fingers loosed the buttons on his shirt too.

"I hope you have any reading and paperwork done, Baby. The only thing I'm interested in is pajamas, sharing the last drink of a long day with the man I love, and fooling around in bed with that special man. Does any of that interest you Baby?"

Dan agreed completely and sealed his agreement with a kiss. He went to his dresser for a pair of silk pajamas, "Would you rather wear the top or bottoms, Baby."

They laughed together; Dan stepped into the PJ bottoms and helped his wife put on the top. He noticed several love bite bruises that answered unasked questions. Dan decided to let the visible signs of Laura's time with her lover pass without comment. Years had passed since he had last seen those signs on his wife. What ran through Dan's mind as he buttoned the pajama top was something like those love bites are a sign of serious discussion needed but not tonight. What remained of this night was brandy first and then making love, first quick loving with the urgency of time apart followed by the extended slow and tender love making that characterized the best sexual state of their marriage. Laura's lover did not share their bed this night.

"That was so good Baby, I am glad I am home with you. I love you so much. Good night."

"Good night Baby, I missed you while you were gone. I'm glad you're home. Good night to you too. I love you."

Wednesday, Thursday and Friday interaction did nothing to bring about the discussion Laura and Dan must eventually have. Three days of casual conversation of what did you do when almost totally excluded Laura and Greg. Dan talked of art galleries and artists, after gallery drinks with Artsy and LF, and his time with Mrs. Patron and Friend. Laura told Dan about her board meeting with far more detail than warranted. She talked about her dinner party. She finally did tell about the romantic restaurant with the garden trail to Pacific overlook and the after deli walk in the settling fog that she and Greg enjoyed.

Dan did finger the extra ring on his wife's left hand. Each evening with their greeting as the last of them arrived home from work, Dan held that ring finger as they kissed. Wednesday, that first of those ring holding evenings, Laura mentioned Dan's gesture, "Thank you Baby for being such a loving husband. You know me well and love me completely. I appreciate you. I love you." That Wednesday night's Honey-I'm-Home intimacy extended well beyond every day happening. Thursday and Friday Laura noticed her husband's fingers but feigned indifference as they kissed.

Saturday morning Laura woke early refreshed and energetic. She let her husband sleep while she quickly dressed and made coffee. Taking his mug to the bedroom she kissed him awake, "Wake up sleepy head, here's your coffee. I'm going to get started in my garden."

An hour later, Dan and Laura were at their patio table with a light breakfast before them. Laura knew she had to start the conversation, no sense in putting it off any longer. "Okay Baby, we've both been avoiding me and Greg. Do you want to talk with champagne for lubrication or just juice, coffee and stone cold sober?"

"Is it going to be that sort of discussion, will we need stone cold sober?"

"No, I hope not Baby, I hope it is a loving talk, not cooing love birds but loving for you, loving for me, and yes, loving for Greg too. That's what I want, and if we are taking a vote on champagne I vote yes. I put a couple of bottles of Piper in the fridge last night."

"I'll get one." Shortly Dan returned with two glasses and a wine bottle in a plastic wine bucket. He poured two flutes. He returned to kitchen for a baguette and a round of camembert cheese.

"Do I toast: To Us – or - To All of Us?"

"How about: To Us Foremost as well as To All of Us?"

Laura reached her glass to her husband hoping for agreement with the awkward toast; after brief hesitation Dan responded. Laura followed her toasting sip with a gentle kiss. "I love you Baby, you wonderful husband of mine."

"You know I was with Greg. I took him out for a birthday dinner Tuesday; we went to that very romantic restaurant Liaison recommended. It was a perfect place for a very emotional reunion between two long separated lovers."

Laura paused to let her declaration settle. She meant the import of her words and she wanted her husband to understand. Dan simply nodded.

"We celebrated his birthday about like we always celebrated: dinner, some romantic time together, making love. I told you on the phone that I went home alone."

"Greg came to my place Friday night and stayed until Sunday morning. We made love several times, but not all the time. We talked a lot about several subjects, some about prior times, some about a possible future, some about you and me."

Laura sipped some of her champagne and spread cheese on a chunk of French bread. She leaned across table to her Baby and gave a light kiss. "That's the basic facts of Greg and I, okay?"

"I think I understand, Baby, I think. That's about what I expected, I guess." Dan sounded unsure, maybe distracted or discomfited, Laura thought. She asked if he was sure he wasn't put out of sorts because she met Greg and they had sex.

"You did expect at least that much between us, didn't you Baby?" Dan nodded and mumbled a yeah. He wasn't convinced and didn't try to sound convincing. Laura picked up on her husband's mood.

"Okay, let's move on; you asked about the ring, how I wore the ring Greg gave me."

Laura held her left hand to Dan, fingers spread. With right hand she reached for her Baby's right hand and moved it to the rings. "You've been holding these rings, especially Greg's ring, every day when you come home and we kiss. Did you realize?"

Now Dan answered with strong voice, "Oh yes, I knew what I was doing. I was measuring us, you, you as couple, and all three of us. I tried to understand the sequencing, the positions."

"I was going to come home wearing just our rings and put this third ring on in front of you during a conversation like the one we are having now. You asked me to keep wearing Greg's ring. I told Greg this time I could only wear his ring with ours. I gave it to him to put on my finger if he agreed. I didn't know what he would do; I was almost in tears as I watched him consider. He slipped his ring down along my finger to nestle next to ours. I kissed him Baby."

Laura retrieved her left hand. "Will you kiss me, husband?" They kissed with some heated passion. Laura displayed her left hand once again. "Look, just look; look at the rings."

"What you see from your perspective is Greg's ring first, yes?"

"What I see from my side is our wedding ring that you placed on this finger more than twenty years ago first, closest to my heart. Next I see two diamond rings given by the two men who love me as signal of betrothal of that love. What I see is yours is senior, closer to my heart, and Greg's newer, next to the ring you gave when you asked for my hand and I gave my heart."

"I hope you remember as clearly as I remember how I said yes with tears of joy when you gave your ring. These first two rings are always ours, together, one. All three rings are part of love I share with two men who love me."

Laura filled both flutes. "That was intense for me and I am sure for you too. Let's take break and relax for a few minutes. There is more to talk about, a lot more, I hope we can talk it out slowly Baby, slow and steady and calm."

Each left conversation aside to toy with their breakfast. They ate fruit, drank cooling coffee, sipped on champagne, and ate more of the baguette and camembert. To rest from heavy conversation for the moment, Laura asked Dan to talk about the several artists' work he and Mrs. Patron looked at last weekend. Dan's descriptions allowed the emotional talk about Greg's engagement ring to settle. Finally Laura asked if it was time to get back on topic.

"Dan, my Baby, I want to be as honest with you as I was with Greg about the relationship we can have, that I would like for all of us. There's no way to sugar coat my behavior; ten years ago, back then, I was an immature little shit the way I treated you. I was worse than a two year old child. Greg told me he would have tanned my rear end if I treated him that way and I would still be red. Maybe you should have but we would have fought. I would have rebelled; I was totally selfish. I am sorry now and I will never let that happen again. I know I have grown up since those times."

"I want to have a long term loving relationship with Greg, but only a west coast relationship the third of my life I spend there. What I want to work out with you is how we, we being all three of us, can make a long term relationship last. I don't expect to agree on every detail today. I would like to start; we both will need to slowly think through our feelings. Here is my promise to you Baby; I will give no ultimatum, no demand, no fait accompli."

Dan let his wife speak her piece. He understood her desire and respected her understanding of the hell she was responsible for those years past. He was not ready to agree with Laura's basic desire. There were some things he knew he would never agree with. Laura had held court for the past hour or so. Now came Dan's turn.

"Thank you for your honesty Baby, I appreciate the candor. Let me say first off that we are not going to agree today. I am not going to say no way today; I am not going to say have at it today. I hope you understand and agree."

Laura reached for Dan's hand and squeezed. "I do understand, Baby, I really do. I would have been surprised if you said yes right away. I know you have the floor but let me add this; six years ago when Greg first gave me this ring and you trusted me enough to let me wear another man's engagement ring you cemented our love and marriage forever. I think that is when I started to grow up."

"Okay, I heard you say you've changed, that you are more mature now. I am going to expect to see that in your behavior always, always Laura, always. You have told me what you want. Let me tell you what I don't want, what my deal breakers are."

"First deal breaker – I will not accept under any circumstance you telling me that you must lash out at me to protect your affair. Is that clearly understood my loving wife?"

Laura clearly heard the sarcasm, malevolence even, in her husband's voice. She thought back to all the times she used those very statements against her Baby. She was ashamed of those actions she once defended by saying her affair demanded them. "I understand and agree Baby; I agree completely. If I ever try any stunt like that again you can bend me over your knee and beat me."

"No, Laura, I won't beat you. I could never do that. I will file to divorce you immediately. I am serious. I mean that with every fiber of my being, divorce."

Laura gasped. Once in their twenty plus years of marriage had Dan uttered the word divorce in her presence, only once; it was that day after Thanksgiving. Laura understood in the instant, he spoke of that day she told of her intention to leave him facing family alone as she flew away to her lover. Only then had Dan said divorce when Laura proved total disrespect of their marriage as far as he was concerned. Laura remembered all too well; she remembered having no fear that day Laura looked her husband straight on this Saturday morning with fixed eye contact as she nodded her understanding.

"Deal breaker two, no humiliation or disrespect just because it excites you and stimulates your sense of self worth. If you ever try to feed me a cum filled oyster again I will violate my principles and slap you before I file for divorce."

"I agree Baby, my behavior that night was beyond despicable. You had every right to slap my face and walk away forever. I am glad you stayed with me. Thank you for that much; on that night I didn't deserve your love."

"Deal breaker three is going to be more difficult I think; I cannot accept public awareness that I condone you and Greg having a permanent relationship. Common knowledge of your affair would ruin my position at work and in the community; I don't think it would be good for you either."

"You are right about number three being tougher to manage Baby; just wearing these three rings creates some public exposure. I want to work toward an agreement between you and me where I can always wear all three of these rings. There are other public awareness issues to deal with but they are in San Francisco. Can we hold this number three open for discussion?"

Dan knew when he spoke of the third deal breaker that there had to be problems enforcing that rule. The rings were only a small part of the difficulty. He agreed more thought and discussion were required. He and Laura talked on through the morning and into the early afternoon. They made progress toward understanding but did not reach a target. Laura finally suggested they put aside their discussions for the day.

"Baby, my brain is cross-eyed; I can't process anything more today. I need a new direction with fewer bumps in the road. Do you think Mrs. Patron is tied up this afternoon? Could we invite her to the country club for some light conversation and a late lunch or early dinner. I haven't visited with her lately."

"Yeah, good idea, I'm tired too. I'll call her."