I Want Her to Know What Love Is C14

In this chapter, Bobbi, Sonia and Rooster go out for a night on the town together. Maya decides she's going to divorce Greg and then finds out he bugged her house. This chapter contains oral sex, lesbian sex, sex toys, and an MFF threesome. My thanks to JohnnyGalt for his assistance in making my work better. This is a copyrighted work and not to be edited, altered, rewritten or published anywhere, including in other formats such as audio works without the author's written permission. © Copyright 2025

I Want Her to Know What Love Is, Ch 14

Bobbi Burns' Big Night

Friday night after pounding my honey pretty hard, we were lying in bed together, smooching and cuddling. I liked the smooching and cuddling.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked.

"Do you mean kissing and snuggling?"

"I mean tomorrow night, with Bobbi," I replied. "I'm a kinky guy, but the most important thing in my life is you, and if you don't want to do it, we won't."

"If I were uncertain about your feelings for me, I'd likely have a problem, but I don't doubt those at all. In fact, I'm amazed you can love me; that you'd want to marry someone like me. If it weren't for the mucho mangos up here," tapping my head, "I'd question your sanity. Are you getting cold feet about tomorrow?"

"As long as you're all in, no. I think it might be good for her, and she's a lovely lass. I'd do it even if she weren't, but I'll enjoy it."

"Are you getting cold feet about the wedding?"

"My toes are roasting over an open fire," I laughed. "Not cold feet at all."

"Given your history, I'm assuming you've had threesomes before?"

"A few times."

"All FFM, or have you ever had an MMF?"

"Well there was this British Airways flight attendant on a layover in Qatar, and she was getting married in a month, and she wanted to sow a few more wild oats before tying the knot. She approached me about finding a buddy to give her the two guy threesome she'd wondered about."

"Alex?"

"He was still married at the time because he didn't know the missus was taking up with an accountant. Preacher was the one I picked."

"What's he like?"

"Six foot, looks lean, but strong and whipcord tough. He was the best runner out of my buddies. He could run all day. He sometimes ran marathons. Handsome enough."

"Was he packing as much heat down here as you?" Sonya grabbed hold of my cock, and it started to swell again.

"He was a little shorter, and a little thinner, which is why the FA chose him for her back door the first time."

"So more than one time?"

"She wanted her money's worth."

"She paid you?"

"No, although she did buy some great bubbly to keep the party going. First time I had a real good champagne."

"Were you weirded out being so close to another dick?"

"It's not like it went anywhere near my holes."

Sonia laughed. She curled up so she could take my cock in her mouth, licking and sucking the crown like a lollipop or ice cream cone.

When my cock was hard, Sonia asked, "Where do you want this, because it's the last time you're going to fuck me for the next day?"

"Why?"

"Because I want Bobbi to get her money's worth."

I laughed. "Pussy, definitely pussy."

"On your back, cowboy," Sonia said. "I'm riding tonight."

I rolled on my back and Sonia mounted me, slowly sinking over my shaft, moaning.

"Bobbi is going to love this dick, if it doesn't scare her off."

"We'll have to make sure that doesn't happen," I said. "She's too nice to scare off."

Sonia laughed and leaned down to kiss me. I palmed her breasts, hanging like ripe fruit. She spasmed, having another orgasm, her pussy clenching by cock like a silk covered fist. I groaned. It was a nice ride.

******

When Bobbi showed up, she looked like she'd put a lot of effort and more than a few dollars into looking good. My dick twitched.

I knelt down in front of the kids. "Okay, boys and girls, listen up. Bobbi wanted to do something fun tonight, so we're going out to a nice restaurant and then we're going dancing afterwards. Since I have to dance with two ladies, we'll probably close the club down. Alcohol will be consumed, and since it's not safe, and illegal, to drink and drive, especially that late when I'm tired, I'm getting a hotel for tonight. Since we might be a little hungover in the morning, we might not be back too early. Don't expect us back before ten or eleven, as we might go out for breakfast too.

"Belinda, have you done your homework yet?"

"No."

"Sunday morning, first thing, you get your homework done so you can forget about it. Tommy got his done last night so he could have the weekend to spend with you. Ann and Benson are in charge tonight. Jeremy's bed time is eight. The rest of you can stay up until ten. If you want to use the pool, Ann or Benson has to be there to keep an eye out. Feel free to watch movies in the entertainment room. Popcorn will be served. Any questions?"

"No, sir," Belinda replied.

"If you behave yourselves tonight, I've got an extra-special birthday present planned for Tommy's birthday. Just you, me and him. That sound like a deal?"

"Yes, sir."

I kissed her forehead and stood up. "Good girl. I'll see you all tomorrow. Be good. Let's go trip the light fantastic, ladies."

"What's that mean?" Belinda asked.

"Dancing. Also known as shaking a leg, hoofing it, boogying, or cutting a rug. I don't know where they got that last one, as I've never danced on a rug before."

We got to the car and I held the door for both ladies, who got in the back, for a very special reason, which Sonia knew, and Bobbi didn't.

"When's Tommy's birthday?" Bobbi asked as we backed out of the driveway.

"This Wednesday," Sonia said. She reached into her handbag and pulled out two Lush 3s. "You need to put this in your pussy, It's the toy I told you about. I'll show you how it goes in."

Sonia pulled up the bottom of her dress and inserted her Lush into her pussy. No lingerie but stockings and garter belt. Good to know.

"Just like this with the little tail facing towards the front. You push down and hold the end of the tail for three seconds which turns it on. After that everything is in Rooster's control."

Bobbi hiked up the bottom of her dress. I couldn't see because she was behind me, but I could see her doing some maneuvering to get it positioned properly then pull her dress down again.

"Where are you taking Tommy for his birthday?" Bobbi asked, looking presentable again, and a little flushed.

"Vikings - Jaguars game. My company's got a box at US Bank Stadium."

"Belinda would like that."

"So will Tommy," Sonia said. "Rooster, you want to crank up the music?"

"At the next stop light when I can put it in music mode."

It was only a few more blocks before I hit a red. I put the toys in music mode and turned on the stereo.

"You're going to love this," Sonia said, leaning back, "especially while we're dancing tonight." She held Bobbi's hand and closed her eyes. Fifteen minutes laster, they both had their first orgasms, softly moaning in my back seat, while I kept my eye on the road.

Fifteen minutes later, we reached Manny's Steakhouse. I turned off the toys for the moment. I didn't want to embarrass Bobbi in the restaurant. Sonia immediately ordered a bottle of the Cristal when they came for drink orders. I ordered a Maker's Mark with the entree, and I'd drink the Cristal until then.

"You have to try this, Bobbi. It's so, so good," Sonia said. "Best champagne I've ever had."

Bobbi took a sip. "Oh, God. That is good. How much is this a bottle?"

"Six fifty," I said.

"Six dollars and fifty cents," she said.

"Times a hundred," I laughed. "Don't worry. I can afford it."

Sonia said. "Have oysters for your appetizer, Rooster. You have to keep two girls satisfied tonight."

"Check. Two girls. I've got it. You have to do your part though."

"I'm looking forward to it," Sonia said, squeezing Bobbi's hand. Bobbi blushed red.

I did get the Oysters Rockefeller, while Sonia got the Maine lobster cakes and Bobbi the shrimp cocktail. Salads were hearts of palm for Bobbi, Caesar for Sonia, and sliced tomato and mozzarella for me. Tomatoes are supposedly another aphrodisiac. For the entrees, I ordered the NY strip, while both girls got the filet mignon. We all had baked potatoes and broccoli with hollandaise sauce. We dragged the meal out for a couple of hours, since we'd come in early and our dance club reservations weren't until nine. We even got a second bottle of the Cristal, although I didn't drink much of that one as I was the driver for the evening. I was acutely aware of my capacity for alcohol, and even stretching the meal, two glasses of champagne and one Maker's Mark were all I was willing to risk.

Bobbi had been a little tense to start the evening, but the alcohol and lively, but non-sexual conversation had calmed her nerves some. She was laughing quite freely as the evening progressed.

"Does the toy only work when there's music playing?" Bobbi asked.

"I turned it off when we came into Manny's. I didn't think you'd want to orgasm in front of the waiters and other diners," I said.

"Good point," Bobbi laughed.

"That never stopped you from playing with me," Sonia said.

"You're my girlfriend. I had to see how adventurous you were."

"How adventurous is she?" Bobbi asked.

"Very. You'll see tonight."

Bobbi blushed again, reminded of what was coming, and the adventure she was going to have.

I had reservations at the Pourhouse again for the dancing, on the VIP floor, including bottle service. We checked into the AC Hotel by Marriott first, which was right next door. A good place to park, and easy to walk to and from. I'd gotten one of the Executive rooms, which had a king size and a sofa bed. I didn't expect to use the sofa bed, but it gave Bobbi plausible deniability, and the King was better than a double bed for three people, which was all the rooms with two beds had. We all had a change into casual clothes and toiletries with us for tomorrow, so we left our luggage in the room. I turned the Lush back on in music mode. It was mostly quiescent until we reached the club.

We walked over at nine and got seated. Bobbi said she liked gin, vodka or rum, and Sonia was good with vodka, so we got a bottle of Grey Goose and Sonia had a screwdriver, Bobbi had a sea breeze, and I got a white Russian. I started off with a couple of dances with Bobbi, showing her my dance moves, of which I had many. She was pleasantly surprised I was such a good dancer. They weren't slow dances and I didn't take liberties during the dances, letting her get used to dancing again. I could tell the music and the Lushes were having an affect on both women. They were enjoying the results, and if anything, their arousal made them look more beautiful. I could tell Bobbi orgasmed during one of the fast dances, although she didn't have much time to enjoy it as I kept her moving.

I noticed a couple of guys making a run at Sonia, but they went away unhappy. When I danced with Sonia, the guys made runs at Bobbi, without any success either. I went for a couple more dances with Bobbi and we got a slow dance, and I pulled her close, letting her feel my arousal.

She leaned back and looked at me. "Please tell me that's not your cock."

"I can't tell you that."

"My God. How big are you?"

"I never actually measured, but I think around nine."

"Does it fit in a pussy?"

"Every one I've tried to put it in. Can't say about the ones I didn't try putting it in."

"I'll probably be really snug. My pussy has shrunk not having sex for over a year."

"Snug is good," I said. "I like snug."

She laughed and nestled against my chest for the rest of the song. I danced a couple more with Sonia, then suggested the two ladies dance with each other when we got back to the table.

Sonia reached out a hand and Bobbi took it and they got up to dance. They got a couple fast ones to start, so not much touching, just some shimmying for each other, and perhaps a orgasm for each, rather well hidden. A slow one started and Bobbi started to turn back to the table, but Sonia took her hand and pulled her back. They looked good slow dancing with each other and I imagined them naked, which did wonders for my libido. Close to the end of the song, I saw two new guys making a beeline for my girls. I got up and moved in the same direction in the event they got rude.

Unfortunately, one or both of the guys was a former client of Sonia's because I heard him say, "Do you cost the same as this other whore, or is it more because you're together." Fuck!

Of course, not knowing the circumstances, Bobbi slapped him a good one across the face.

"I'm no whore you prick. Get lost."

"Are you a dyke then, paying for her services?" The other one said.

He almost got another slap, but he was quicker seeing what happened the first time.

Time for an intervention. "Gentlemen, there are no whores here, and if you open your mouths again, you'll need dental work."

Being two against one, they thought about it. The one who got slapped thinking about it the hardest, because he was pissed, but his buddy, recognizing I didn't give a fuck there were two of them, finally pulled him off.

"The nerve of those assholes thinking I'm a whore," Bobbi said.

I looked at Sonia waiting to follow her lead.

"That's my fault," Sonia said. "I was one."

Cat out of the bag, I said. "Don't say anything to your kids, Tommy doesn't know."

"And you do?" Astounded.

"Every minute since I found her again," I said. "I purchased her services to start."

"Who else knows?"

"Her mother always knew, Benson, as well as most of my family now. The reason Greg is on the outs with Maya, is she learned Greg was Sonia's pimp, sort of."

"I need to sit down and have a drink."

I led her back to the table. She sat down hard, like her legs weren't working, and we ordered more drinks. I was walking tonight anyway so alcohol consumption wouldn't be an issue.

"Tell Bobbi how you got into hooking," I said.

Sonia told her story, then I told her how I found her again after searching for about five years.

"Because she didn't recognize me, I could ask her questions about her life and whether or not she liked what she was doing. She figured she'd never see me again, so could be completely honest about everything. When I learned that she hated it and was only doing it to support her mother and son, and how good a mother and daughter she was, it was enough for me. I had a pretty checkered love life too. I refuse to hold the past against her. I'm only interested in present and future. Everything else is water over the dam."

"Does Sandy know?"

"None of her Waverly friends knew. That's why she dropped out of sight. She was ashamed she'd sunk so low. From cheerleader married to a star quarterback to married to a useless drunk and having to support two people the way she was. Every once in a while, someone recognizes her like tonight."

"If you don't want to continue tonight, I'll understand," Sonia said. "I know it's shocking news."

"I don't know. Let me think a little."

"If it matters at all, both Sonia and I had medical testing done to ensure we were clear to have sex," I said. "I didn't enter into this relationship foolishly."

"I'm surprised you could enter into any relationship at all," Bobbi said.

"Before tonight, was there anything you knew about Sonia that would make you question how good of a person she is?" I asked.

Bobbi looked at Sonia. "No. Nothing."

"She's the same person. The new knowledge doesn't change what you already knew, and that life is over now, even if it still intrudes because of things like tonight."

I figured I'd give Bobbi some alone time to think, so I went dancing with Sonia again.

"This is going to keep happening," Sonia said.

"Maybe we should buy you a blonde wig and a big nose."

She smiled weakly. "Aren't you embarrassed when someone comes up to me like that and you know he was one of my johns?" She was squirming a little, which I liked because I knew she was close.

"Seems to me, they should be the ones who should be embarrassed if eighty percent of them were married. At least you were single. I've already decided I can live with this. Another Tom, Dick, or Harry trying to horn in on my sweet patootie isn't going to change my mind."

"I'm your sweet patootie?"

"Hell, yes."

Sonia clung to me like a drowning woman, climaxing softly once more, a soft moan smothered on my chest. After giving Bobbi around twenty minutes to process, I asked her if she wanted to dance again.

She nodded and stood up. I led her out on the floor. I didn't say anything. This was something she needed to figure out for herself, without any pressure from me.

About the third dance in, Bobbi asked, "Aren't you humiliated when someone recognizes Sonia?"

"I'm embarrassed for her, not for myself. If I tried, I might be able to find one or two women in here I knew in the biblical sense. I liked to take women dancing. I'm good at it, I enjoy it, and it's a form of foreplay. They're not crude enough to approach me, nor am I interested in approaching them. Sonia says that eighty percent of the people who purchased her services were married, including some couples. She was single. Who should be embarrassed about hiring a hooker? The hooker or the married person?

"If your husband had hired a hooker, would you be mad at your husband, or the person trying to support her family. He would have been the one who had choices, not the one needing to feed her family. I'm willing to bet that at least one of the two who thought you were a hooker was married. Even if they thought either one of you was a hooker, why approach someone who's out for the evening dancing with friends? That's just rude. I think they embarrass themselves doing something so rude."

"Would you have hit them?"

"If they hadn't wised up and left. I'm not going to hit them because they were Sonia's former customers. I was more ready to pop them for insulting you. They might have reason to think that Sonia was still available for purchase. They didn't know you from Adam and they're disparaging you? What a couple of assholes. By the way, good slap. You really nailed him good."

Bobbi smiled and laid her head back on my chest, just dancing, and maybe another small orgasm. When I led her back to our table, I asked, "What do you think? Want to give dancing with Sonia another try?"

"Sure, I'd like that."

"I'll try to head any other assholes off at the pass."

Bobbi laughed again and went out onto the dance floor with Sonia. No one else approached, for whatever reason.

Three more dances and they were back. "Let's go," Bobbi said. "I want to get laid."

I smiled at her, collected our bottle, settled our tab and off we went to see the wizard.

******

As soon as we shut the door on our room, Bobbi's nerves were back. She kept glancing at the bed, then me or Sonia, then the bed again. I turned her to face me.

"Remember, you can stop whenever you want, and you don't have to do this. It's supposed to be fun. Relax and have fun."

"I'm probably rusty."

"We're not. Don't worry."

Then I kissed her. That's all I did, just kiss, and let her get used to the kiss and the kisser. As I felt her relax, I pulled down the zipper on her dress and pushed it off her shoulders. Sonia came behind her and pushed against her back, kissing her at the nape and sides of her neck. Bobbi purred a little.

I pushed the dress some more, and Sonia lowered it to the floor. Bobbi was wearing sexy white lace underwear. Her nipples and pubic hair were visible. We kissed some more, Sonia kissing lower down her back on occasion, letting Bobbi know she was there.

Her bra had a front clasp, so I released it, and Sonia's hands came around her torso to fondle her breasts, as we continued to kiss, pressing her between us. I started kissing my way down Bobbi's front, making lengthy stops at both nipples and lower belly. I reached the high cut panties and pulled them slowly down her legs, giving her plenty of time to back out. They were damp enough, they clung to her pussy lips momentarily as the sides slid down. Bobbi didn't back out, or back down. Her pubic hair was shaved back and closely trimmed. I suspected a waxing. She stepped out of them. A brief kiss to her pussy mound followed.

I turned her to face Sonia while I stayed on my knees. "Help her undress" I said. "Do a little exploring."

As Bobbi helped Sonia undress, I caressed her back and buttocks, frequently kissing said objects while running my hands up and down her inner thighs. I eventually saw the two ladies kiss after the top of Sonia's dress fell down, exposing those perfect breasts. They merged together, skin on skin, both moaning.

"Now both of you undress me," I said when Sonia was as naked as Bobbi was. Sonia took the top, Bobbi the bottom, removing my shoes, then my socks, then lowering my pants. I was as stiff as a flagpole and she looked like she wanted to salute the flag. She pulled down my boxer briefs and out popped my cock, almost hitting her in the face. Bobbi gasped.

"Oh, fuck, Rooster. You have a beautiful cock," Bobbi said.

"Doesn't he though," Sonia said. "Every time I see him I want to jump his bones."

When I was naked, I picked Bobbi up and carried her to the bed, laying her down and spreading her legs. Sonia went between them, pulling out the Lush, and replacing it with her tongue, while I attacked the top half, kissing, caressing, fondling, sucking, tugging and kneading. After Bobbi orgasmed, we switched and Bobbi was tasting herself on Sonia's lips while I tasted her nectar from the source.

We swapped four more times after four more orgasms, and by now, I didn't think she'd have a lick of trouble taking my cock, no matter how snug her pussy was. Sonia was already kissing Bobbi, half lying on her, I just turned Bobbi so they were facing each other, and lifted her top leg, giving me access to her pussy from behind.

"Put my cock at the entrance to your pussy if you still want to get laid," I said.

Bobbi grabbed it and placed it where it needed to be, post haste. I worked the head in. She was right, she was snug.

"Fuck, Rooster, you're so big. Go slow. Please."

A little more in, a little less out, a little more in, a little less out. It took close to five minutes, but I got it all inside, and Bobbi seemed to like it. I stayed still, just plugging her hole, letting her stretch around me. Eventually, she moved. Up a little, down a little, moaning.

Sonia moved, abandoning Bobbi's face and boobs, (at least with her mouth), and sliding down to lick her clit. It was like she got an electric shock, and she jumped a little, and spasmed a lot, clutching my cock so tightly.

As Sonia licked more, Bobbi moved more, starting to fuck herself on my prick. More moaning, more mewling, more flooding on my dick, more orgasms.

Finally, Bobbi felt she'd pussyfooted around enough.

"God, fuck me, Rooster. Fuck me, please, fuck me."

Being a former soldier, I know an order when I hear one. I started to fuck her. Since I was moving, Bobbi could hold still, except the jolts she was taking as our bodies collided, so it was still easier for Sonia to latch onto to her clit and give it a severe tongue lashing. Her orgasms exploded up into the stratosphere somewhere. She was practically incoherent, though some recognizable words spilled out.

Since I hadn't had sex since last night, I didn't pound her as long as I might have under other circumstances. Once I started moving, I had maybe ten minutes, tops, before I emptied my balls.

"I'm going to cum, Bobbi. Is it safe to cum in your pussy?"

"Yeah... fuck... IUD... fuck.... cum... in me... fuck me."

I gave it another dozen thrusts and I groaned, pulling her hips back against mine, pumping her full of sperm. Even after I quit pulsing, I could feel her pussy quiver every few seconds for over a full minute.

One benefit of no sex today, was zero recovery time. Without losing more than a speck of hardness, I was ready to go. I pulled out of Bobbi and got on my back and told Sonia to ride me reverse cowgirl so I could look at her ass. She pulled out her Lush and sank over my shaft, cumming as she slid down.

Bobbi was curled on her side and I rubbed her back as Sonia fucked herself.

When Bobby finally started to stir, I said, "Bobbi, get in front of Sonia. I want you to kiss her, or suck on her tits, or lick her pussy, whatever you think you can do, okay. It's her turn now."

Bobbi started with kissing. They'd been doing that for quite a while now, and as they kissed, she played with Sonia's breasts. Most of Sonia's moans died in Bobbi's mouth. After ten minutes or so, she started sucking on Sonia's nipples. Her moans no longer muffled, Sonia's orgasms were louder and more pronounced. Bobbi finally got down and began to lick Sonia's pussy, and like Bobbi, Sonia's orgasms went to a different place, a different universe.

Bobbi started moving her tongue between my balls and Sonia's clit, giving each of us some tender loving care. I couldn't last much longer this way, either. Instead of just letting Sonia ride, I started thrusting, giving her a thorough shafting until my nuts started pumping another creamy load into another tight pussy. That one pretty much did me in for the moment. Sonia rolled off me, panting hard from her fucking and the number of orgasms she'd enjoyed. I was delighted and surprised when Bobbi started cleaning my cock and balls of the accumulation of fluids we'd left, mine, Bobbi's and Sonia's.

"If you swing your ass around, I'll clean you off," I said.

"Are you sure?" Bobbi asked, stopping long enough to ask.

"I'm sure."

She wasted no further time climbing into a sixty-nine with me, her pussy planted firmly on my face. My cock was beginning to stir when I asked her to stop, after I'd given her two more orgasms.

"Aren't we going to fuck again?"

"Yes, but I have another pussy to clean, and she can finish the job you started."

As soon as she hopped off, she saw how messy my face was and laughed.

"Oh, my God! Did you ever leave a lot of cum in me. Your face is a mess."

"And it will soon be messier. Sonia refused to have sex with me after last night. She wanted to make sure I could perform for you. I was a little backed up as a result."

She laughed as Sonia replaced her, and I got my second cream filled dessert. Sonia also finished giving me another erection. Sonia dismounted.

"What do you want to do with this erection, Bobbi?" Sonia asked.

"Will he be able to get another one tonight?" Bobbi asked.

"Probably, but only if we plan on staying up at least another hour. This one should last about thirty minutes, and I'm guessing at least thirty to forty minutes of recovery time, although he's never had two hot chicks before, so who knows. Who do you want to boink, Rooster?"

"What I'd like to do, is watch you two hotties sixty-nine a bit, with Bobbi on the top. After a few voyeuristic minutes, I'll start fucking Bobbi. After she has two orgasms, which shouldn't take all that long considering, I'll pull out, you flop over so Sonia is on top, two orgasms and flip again. We'll keep playing Russian roulette like that until I cum, but you have to stay like that and clean up that messy pussy yourself."

"I can live with that, Bobbi. Do you want to try?" Sonia said.

"Might as well. Everything else has gone better than I expected."

The two ladies got into position and I watched them lick each other to one orgasm apiece, Sonia's taking longer due to Bobbi's inexperience. Then I eased my stiff cock into Bobbi, and once again she went a little crazy. As I suggested, two didn't take long at all. They turned over and I moved to the other side of the bed and entered Sonia. Hers didn't take long either.

"Since you two are cumming so quickly, I'm switching to three orgasms and flip," I said.

Bobbi gave me a thumbs up from the bottom and I continued until Sonia had her third. They switched and I was back in Bobbi. I tried to maintain a nice smooth thrusting action so as not to jostle either of them too much. Bobbi got through three more, and I was back in Sonia. This was amazing. While all pussies were somewhat similar, they were just different enough to notice. At the moment, Bobbi's was the more snug, but Sonia could do that Singapore grip thing and it almost felt as if her pussy rippled around my cock. I made it back to Bobbi. So hot watching her face buried between Sonia's thighs, the contrasts of black and white. I felt my balls start to tighten, but Bobbi had three and I was close, but not ready yet.

Everyone flipped and I was back in Sonia's pussy. I wasn't going to last much longer, and my thrusts got faster and deeper. I exploded in her pussy at the same time as Sonia got her third. My pulses ending, I pulled out and the cum started flowing out, Bobbi struggling to get it all before it ran Into her face. I went to the other end and fed my cock to Sonia to clean off.

"I don't remember semen being this sweet," Bobbi said as she finished. "Is it because it's both male and female juices?"

"Rooster makes sure he has a little pineapple juice every day," Sonia said. "It makes his cum sweeter. It tastes pretty good, doesn't it."

"Better than I expected. No wonder he doesn't mind cleaning his cum out of a pussy."

We laughed. "Even before the pineapple juice I did that. I figured if I expected a girl to blow me and swallow, I shouldn't be too squeamish swallowing the stuff myself. It also helps maintain a cleaner bed, otherwise, I'd be changing sheets every day, and on some days, more."

At this point, we were all a little messy, so we climbed into the shower together, washed each other off, and got ready for bed. I also made sure we took some aspirin and lots of water to counteract the alcohol we'd consumed. We might still have a hangover, but it didn't need to be a severe one. I also made sure both toys got washed and put in their chargers.

We got into bed, and I made sure Bobbi was in the middle where we could both play with her in the morning.

"So, Mrs. Burns, how did you like your first threesome?" I asked.

"You know how nervous I was to start, mostly because I was with a woman for the first time, but also because I was going to be having sex with two people at once. I guess it made me feel a little slutty, but also aroused. I guess I expected the sex to be good, and it was even better than I expected. I'd like to do this again sometime."

"I'd be willing to do this one more time, Bobbi, but no more," I said. "I guess I wanted to jump start your sex life again because we knew you needed it, but I don't want you relying on me and/or Sonia for sex. Your life has to move on, and you need to find your own guy again. If we give you what you need, you won't look, and this is unsustainable in the long run."

She was quiet, thinking. "I suppose you're right," she said. "I think to a large extent, my mourning was actually over. I knew my husband wasn't coming back, and I knew he'd want me to find someone else, but I was nervous about moving on, wondering what the sex would be like with another person; if it could be as good as it was with my husband. Well, I now know sex can be even better than I remembered, so maybe I should get out there and put myself back on the market. I'll take you up on your offer of another time doing this, because this was so incredibly good, and then maybe you can inform your friend of my interest, and we'll see where it goes."

"Exactly like this?" Sonia asked.

"I don't know that we have to go out dining and dancing. You were right, it helped relax me and get me prepared. Maybe I could just have my parents look after my kids some weekend and I can come to your place and we can have as much time as we need to play."

"That's certainly possible. I could give Benson the weekend off, and he could go to Ann's, and you wouldn't have to flaunt your new sexual freedom in front of anyone else. We could stay naked and enjoy a full weekend of fun."

"I'd like that."

We both kissed her good night, and I turned out the light. Bobbi snuggled up against me, and Sonia snuggled up against her, forming a Bobbi sandwich.

*****

We had sex two more times in the morning, with me leaving a deposit in each of them, the last time, just with me fucking Bobbi in the missionary position with her legs bent back to her ears. Sonia played with her tits, since my arms were supporting me and had her legs cocked around them. Then, we showered up before checking out and going to breakfast. Since it was a late breakfast, the restaurant was relatively empty and Bobbi asked Sonia more questions about her prior profession. I didn't learn any more than I already knew.

It was close to 11:30 when we got home, and Belinda asked her mom how she liked her 'date'.

"I had a wonderful time, honey. Rooster is a wonderful dancer and the food was great. I even danced with Sonia a few times, and that was fun too."

"Did you have a hangover this morning?"

"Surprisingly, it wasn't too bad, despite the wickedly good champagne at supper and the vodka later at the dance club. I guess the food and the dancing helped burn it off. It went away after my first cup of coffee this morning. I'm thinking of starting to date other men again. Would that be okay with you?"

"To get married?"

"That would be the goal, but I have to find the right fellow first. I want to make sure they're willing to accept you and Jeremy as his children. I want you to have a good dad again."

"Like Rooster?"

"Someone very much like him would be perfect."

"Did you finish your homework this morning, Belinda?" I asked.

"Right away."

"Let's take a look at it, see if you made any mistakes."

While letting Sonia and Bobbi chat about this and that, I sat down with Belinda and went over her homework. She was learning negative numbers for the first time, and having a little bit of a problem grasping the concept.

"How can a number be negative. There's always a positive number of something, apples, oranges, pieces of pie. When is anything ever negative? There's never a negative apple."

"You're right, things or objects are always a positive number, but numbers can be anything, even imaginary, although you won't learn imaginary numbers for a long time. There has to be negative numbers to describe everything in the universe. A negative number can describe the slope of a line, or a direction. For instance, negative numbers are used to describe the longitude of things on a globe. There's a made up line running north and south through Greenwich, England called the Prime Meridian. It's assigned a value of 0 degrees, anything to the east of that line is a positive number, and anything to the west is negative, although you can also use east and west. But instead of saying 10 degrees east longitude, and knowing I'm in Europe somewhere, I can say positive 10 degrees and know the same thing, and if I say minus 40 degrees longitude, I'll know I might be in North or South America.

"Let's look at it another way. Let's say that going forward is positive, and backward is negative. If I tell you to take 5 steps, you'll move forward five steps, and if I say go negative 3 steps, you'll move backward three, not turn around and move forward again. It's a shortcut to saying the same thing."

"What I don't understand is subtracting negative numbers. I mean subtracting a positive number is easy. I have five apples, subtract three, and I have two left. I subtract a negative number and the answer is higher. It's like I have five apples, subtract negative three, and now I have eight."

"You're right. Subtracting a negative three is like you, all of a sudden, get three apples back you gave away before, so you're up to eight again. It's like you're negating your previous give away. I gave you three apples, and I'm negating my gift, and you have to give them back. When you see two negatives, you know it's going to be like adding a positive, and you just have to remember that, just like you'll have to remember multiplying a positive and negative number is alway negative, and multiplying two negatives or two positives is always positive. It's a rule that makes math work to describe things like orbits, velocities and accelerations, and atoms. If your acceleration is positive, you're speeding up. If it's negative, you're slowing down. You don't have to explain you're slowing down, the number tells you that you are. If you don't get negative numbers now, a whole bunch of stuff later on isn't going to make any sense at all."

"Do you really use any of this stuff at all anymore?"

"I use it all the time. Not everyone will, but you should always have a basic understanding of how everything works. It makes it harder for people to lie to you and cheat you if they tell you something. You can tell yourself, that doesn't sound right. That sounds like a load of crap. You did good, Belinda. I'll be over to Tommy's on Wednesday for his birthday. Why don't you come over after school and you can find out what you'll both be doing for his birthday present."

"Okay."

"You want to go outside with Tommy and me and play catch since your homework is done?"

"Sure."

"Tommy, you up for tossing the football around?"

"Sure, Dad."

We had time to play catch for an hour before Bobbi had to go home. She gave me a kiss on the cheek before she left.

"Thanks for everything, including helping with the homework and play," she whispered. "I feel like a real woman again."

Ann and Tommy went home right after supper, but I asked Sonia to stay and I'd bring her home tomorrow. I wanted to check with her how she was feeling after our extracurricular date.

Post sex, I asked how she was doing.

"I hated that Bobbi found out I was a hooker, but she was pretty good about it in the end. The sex was good. I wondered how willingly she'd accept a woman, and even though she was hesitant, she finally got into it. When do you want to have a second date with her?"

"This weekend is the Halloween party and November 10 is the Vikes game. I'm thinking Nov 2-3."

"I think we'll all enjoy that. I liked what you said to her when she said she wanted to do it again. You were right. She needs her own man. It would be easy for her to look at you like a friend with benefits. We're definitely friends, but someone else needs to provide the benefits on a regular basis."

I got a call from Berserker around 10 that night. Sonia was riding me at the time, our last sex of the night. I always answered the calls of my group. Sometimes they had bad news, although I hoped this was about my sister.

"What's up, B?" Sonia kept riding me. I wasn't losing my erection, so she didn't care.

"Dude, I couldn't get Thanksgiving off. Something is cooking then, but I got a week off November 4 through Veteran's Day. Can I borrow your cabin?"

"Any time. You planning to take Maya?"

"Yeah, if she'll go. I'm worried about the deal she has with Greg. He gets a day, then I get a day. Nowhere does it say anything about if I get a week, does he get a week? What do you think?"

"If she gives you a week, if she's still interested in maintaining balance, she has to give him a week, although it might be a while before he gets his week. Last I heard, he hasn't shed all of his other business interests. You'll need to ask her. What are you planning to do with the kids? You've got to arrange her babysitter."

"You think your Mom will look after them for a week?"

"I don't know. She's dating Doc. You'll have to ask her."

"She's dating Doc?"

"What I said, B. Listen, any time Maya decides she wants to be exclusive to one party, the deal dissolves. Maybe you entice her to go exclusive. The other thing you could do is prove Greg is still getting strange. If he's still fucking his product, he's toast. I suspect he is, but I can't prove it, so I haven't said anything. I wouldn't wait long. As soon as all of his hookers are gone, he might quit fucking them, cause he'd have to pay."

"Give me your Mom's phone number."

I did. "Let me know details and I'll arrange for you to get a key. By the way, what did Maya do for her virtual date last night?"

Berserker laughed. "Watched porn with her homey, Sandy, both of them wearing Lushes. She got a big black strap-on Fedexed to her Friday."

"I'll bet she had fun."

"Damn straight. They both did."

"Don't tell me, let me guess, black guys with big dicks?"

"Not as big as me. I don't want them thinking I got competition. How's things going with the future missus? You keeping her satisfied?"

I laughed. "Later, B. I don't need help."

"Hoorah."

The call ended and I enjoyed the rest of our sexual congress. When it ended, both of us pretty winded because it got a little frantic for a while, Sonia asked.

"You want me to check and see if Greg's still getting pussy?" Sonia asked.

"You just going to randomly call all the ones you know?"

"No. I was thinking that if he's shedding his business, he's probably getting rid of the low earners on the worst street corners first. I'm sure he's holding on to his best bitches as long as he can. I know a few, and can check with them."

"Call them tomorrow."

"Will do. What time are you coming for Tommy's birthday on Wednesday?"

"What time do you want me?"

"About an hour before he gets home from school would be my preference, but I can't leave Mom doing all the work. I guess five is okay."

"You saucy girl, you."

"Ha, you like me saucy. You said you like my special sauce."

"I do, bless you. I love your special sauce."

"Prove it."

"Again?"

"You did intimate to Berserker you didn't need any help keeping me satisfied. Let's see if that's true. Bobbi got a lot of you the last couple days. I should get make-up sex."

I groaned. "Fine, plant your keister on my mouth and let me exercise my tongue."

She planted her leaky pussy over my face and I proved four more times I didn't need any help. That seemed to satisfy her.

******

I dropped Sonia at home around eleven after some stiff exercising and stiff something else. She called me at four and informed me Greg was still getting laid. I got the names, phone numbers and street corners of the girls he was still fucking and sent it to Berserker. He could do with it what he wanted, but I told him he should probably have visual proof.

Going to the store on my way home, I got a couple other gifts for Tommy's birthday, an autographed football and a video game for the console I knew he had.

Maya came over when Greg was visiting the kids on Tuesday night, no Sandy.

"Can I ask you something?" Maya asked.

"Anything."

"Alex said he got November 4-11 off and wanted to spend the week with me."

"I don't hear a question in there yet."

"Should I go?"

"That's up to you, sis."

"I want to go."

"Then go."

"I told Greg that I was only have dates with Alex once a week."

"Has he told you he's out of the business yet?"

"No."

"And he doesn't even get virtual dates unless you're thinking about forgiving him, right?"

"Yes."

"Are you seriously considering forgiving him?"

"I wanted to, for the kids."

"I understand that. It's quite noble sacrificing yourself for your children. But would you ever trust him out of your sight again."

"Probably not."

"Leaving your kids out of it for the moment, what do you want to do?"

"I want to be with Alex."

"Then maybe it's time you told Greg that he's delayed too long and you're ready to move on, and you've made a decision to be exclusive to Alex."

"Tell him I want a divorce?"

"I would. If you don't want to make the effort, it's not going to happen anyway. Maybe you don't end up with Alex, but I think it's time to decide what you really want, and that doesn't seem to include Greg."

"No, it doesn't."

"There's your answer."

"Call him up?"

"I'd tell him in person. Probably a public place with me there."

"Are you free tomorrow?"

"Tommy's birthday."

"Thursday?"

"I've got a party crew coming starting Thursday to set up for the Halloween party this Saturday, but Benson can let them in so they can get started. Maybe seven PM Thursday at the Mall of America again? I'll get you drunk afterwards, or give you a shoulder to cry on."

"I think it's time."

"Mom will be happy to know," I said.

Maya laughed. "Yeah, she wasn't happy with the thought of me rushing from one bed to the next."

"She grew up in a different time under different rules. Have you told her about Sandy?"

"Is it any of Mom's business?"

"Not unless she wants to come clean about Doc."

"How is that going?"

"Other than it's still going, I don't know. How's it going with Sandy?"

"It's still going. She wants to know if she can join me sometime with Alex."

"What do you think about that?"

"It actually sounds kind of fun. Have you ever had a threesome?"

"I have, and it WAS kind of fun."

Just this past weekend, as a matter of fact, but she didn't need to know that. I wouldn't out Bobbi like that.

"Mind if I use your pool for laps?"

"Not at all."

"Are you going to watch?" Maya asked.

"Do you want me to?"

"I wouldn't mind, but it's your pool, your choice."

"Do you mind if I swim with you? I could use more exercise. I've been lax lately."

"Not at all."

We went to the pool and we both stripped off, trying not to look at each other, and failing miserably. I didn't quite get an erection, but my interest was apparent. We did about fifty laps apiece before we exited the pool. I tossed her a towel, then dried off and got dressed again.

"You've got some intriguing plumbing, little brother," Maya noted. "Sonia must enjoy it."

"I'm pretty sure she does."

"I like that Alex is bigger than Greg."

"Would you have more children if you end up with Alex?"

"Does he want some?"

"I'm pretty sure he does."

"I'm open to the idea." She checked for texts on her phone. "Greg said he's leaving."

"Call me when you have a time and a place to meet him, and I'll pick you up."

"Deal."

******

Wednesday, I wrapped up Tommy's presents, putting his DNA testing prescription and a note about the football game in the birthday card. I arrived at five, just before the other kids were due to arrive, although Belinda was already there, staying with Tommy every day after school now.

I gave my honey a hug and a kiss, and she whispered in my ear that her period started. Shit! I helped set the table up. There was a big cake on it, and pizzas were ordered. Sonia was going to be offering the kids, juice, water or milk, all of which were in pitchers. I put eight candles on the cake. The kids arrived at five-thirty, all of the ones I'd already met, Joe, Jeff, Ethan and Suzanne. Everyone got party favors, like whistles and horns, hats and balloons. The noise volume increased substantially.

The pizza arrived and we passed out slices and glasses of beverages. The kids were all laughing and having a good time. Close to six, Bobbi arrived with Jeremy and he got some pizza and milk, while Sonia, Bobbi and Ann had wine with their pizza. I had water. After everyone had their fill of pizza, we lit the candles on the cake and sang 'Happy Birthday' to Tommy. He had this big grin on his face.

"Make a wish and blow out your candles, Tommy," Sonia said.

"I already got my wish," Tommy said. "I finally got a Dad."

I laughed. "You can make another one. I don't think you're limited to one wish in a lifetime."

"Okay."

He thought for a minute, then blew out his candles. "Are you going to share what your wish was?" Sonia asked.

"Nah."

"Come on," Belinda said. "How will we know if you got it."

"I'll know."

"Please," Belinda said. "Pretty please with a cherry on top. What do you want more than anything?"

"All right. I want a baby brother." He looked at me and Sonia.

"Even if your mom and I have children, there's no guarantee that it will be a boy," I said.

"That's what I want."

"Why do you want a brother?" Sonia asked.

"So I can help teach him the things Dad is teaching me, like how to be a good person, and a good man."

I couldn't help it. I got teary eyed, the little bugger. I don't think the kids noticed but Bobbi and Sonia certainly did, both of them smiling as I blinked back the tears.

"I can certainly use the help, Tommy," I said. "Kids are a big responsibility. You'll know how much when you start having your own. Let's open some presents."

Sonia slipped her arm through mine and laid her head on my shoulder as we watched. He opened the presents first and enjoyed everything he got. The boys all loved the Justin Jefferson autographed football and the game. Then he started opening the cards. When he got to my card, he opened it up and the two pieces of paper fell out.

"A Vikings' game! You're taking me to a Vikings' game?"

"November 10 against the Jacksonville Jaguars," I said. "You and Belinda. You've worked hard at school and I thought your hard work should be rewarded."

"Oh, Wow. Belinda, we're going to a Vikes' game."

"Why are you taking me?" Belinda asked.

"Don't you want to go?"

"I'd love to go. Why me?"

"Because you don't have a Dad to do things with, so I figured I'd help out. I can be like your Big Brother."

"Thank you, so much."

She gave me a huge hug.

"You're welcome."

Bobbi was more than teary eyed, her tears running down her cheek.

"What's this other paper?" Tommy asked.

"That a prescription for a DNA test," I said. "I'm going to get you out of school an hour early on Friday and take you to the lab that does the tests. Don't lose that piece of paper, as they'll need to see it. Put it in your book bag now."

"Great!"

"What's that for?" Joe asked.

"My birth dad drank himself to death and I was worried I might be the same way. Rooster said DNA tests can help to determine if I'll be a drunk like him. Plus there's other things they can tell, like if I can get certain diseases and stuff."

"That's pretty cool."

"Yeah."

They all took a turn playing the video game before the other kids had to leave. Bobbi, Sonia and I talked while they did.

"November 2 through the 3, seems to be the best weekend in the next few weeks for our play date," I said. "See if your folks can look after Belinda and Jeremy after school on the first through Sunday. We'll have a nice dinner out Friday night and adjourn to my house afterwards. After that weekend, we're bumping into Thanksgiving."

"I'll check. It should be okay." Bobbi blushed. "I'm looking forward to it."

"We are too," Sonia said.

Before the kids left, I reminded them of the Halloween Party Saturday at my house. "Your parents and siblings are also invited. We'll have a haunted maze for you to go through, games and lots of food. You can come around eleven and stay until seven," I said. "Be there, or be square."

"Do they have the address?" Jeff said.

"I sent it with the invitation. They should be good."

I spent the night with Sonia, unwilling to do without her until Friday. She had me using a condom because of her time of month. I hadn't missed not using condoms at all.

******

The party crew came in at 10 and began getting my house ready to be Haunted House Central. I let them in and Benson began monitoring their work.

Maya called and told me that the meeting would be held at the food court of Mall of America, where we'd met last time. The meeting was at seven, which gave Greg time to get home from work and change before he arrived. I picked Maya up at 6:30 and took her to the meet.

Apparently, Greg didn't know I was going to be there, as he scowled when he saw me. I merely nodded at him.

Maya got the show on the road.

"Greg, this isn't working for me. I'm going to seek a divorce. We can cite irreconcilable differences. I'll be generous with visitation and I won't need maintenance, just some child support."

"Did asshole tell you I was still seeing some of my girls?"

"What are you talking about?" Maya said.

"I know his little whore was checking up on me."

"Watch it Greg," I warned. "You're treading on real thin ice. I would never say a word to Maya without confirming it personally, so thanks for confirming it. She just didn't see a future with you in her life. Now she knows why."

"He's still fucking his hookers?" Maya asked me.

"Apparently so," I replied.

"Good, that makes this so much easier. Fuck you, Greg. No, this little chat was to tell you that I was going to spend a week with Alex and that you've taken too fucking long to give up your business, and I felt a little sorry for you because I couldn't give you six months to try to win me back. I'm done with you. We're so over."

"Wait Maya. I was almost done. I only had four more girls to go."

"Too fucking late. I warned you what would happen if you kept fucking your product."

"You're having sex, you heartless bitch. I'm supposed to stay celibate?"

"Not with Alex."

"No, not with Alex, with the blonde bitch."

"Sandy?"

"Whatever her name is. You're fucking around, why can't I?"

"It's a woman! You want to suck a dick, be my guest."

"I'm not gay."

"I'm not either."

"Could have fooled me."

Maya looked at me. "He's not totally wrong. Sex is sex," I said. "You're looking at it different because at the time you made the agreement, you weren't thinking about women as sexual partners."

"You think he should fuck his hookers because I'm fucking Sandy?"

"I didn't say that. You said you wouldn't fuck Alex more than once a week, on the day following Greg's day and unless he was warned first, your dates with Alex would be virtual with Alex, which they have been. Greg was supposed to stop fucking his hookers. That was perfectly clear, but he wasn't thinking about female sexual partners for you either. It's his problem that wasn't clarified in the agreement. You kept your word. He didn't keep his, but all this is beside the point. The point is, you don't want to do this anymore. You said you could end the agreement whenever you decided to become exclusive to one of the two men. You've made that decision, and it's Alex.

"Apparently Alex doesn't care if you're getting nookie on the side when he's not around, so you're not cheating on him. Greg's out of the picture because when you look at your future, he's not the one in it. Alex may not be in it either, but he's more in the picture than Greg is. That's the only thing that matters here, no matter who's fucking who, or why."

"What he said," Maya said. "You're out of the picture."

"Don't file the paperwork for a divorce," Greg said. "Spend whatever time you want with Alex, and if it doesn't work out, give me another chance."

"Why?" Maya asked. "Why do you want to cling to a marriage that's hanging by a fucking thread, if that, while I'm with another man?"

"Because I love you and I love our kids and the life we had together."

"We had no life together. It was a fantasy built on lies. Do you realize how much creative and amazing sex I've had with an individual who's a thousand miles away? The things he's done with me and for me, including introducing Sandy into our relationship? You didn't put any effort into our sex life because you got your fucking extras from your whores. That isn't love. You didn't work to keep me interested. You didn't experiment with me. All I was for you was a receptacle to have babies with. Fuck that. I deserved more out of you than you ever gave me. That's why I'm pulling the plug on our marriage."

"I can do better."

"It's too late, Greg. Seven years too late."

"Please just don't file the paperwork. That's all I'm asking. You can do whatever else you want."

"What do you think, Bobby?"

"I think you should do what you want. It's not my decision to make. You have to live with whatever you decide, I don't."

"Do you realize how pathetic and weak you look by asking me to do this, by allowing me to do whatever I want while we're still technically married?" Maya asked. "What kind of man are you?"

"One clinging to whatever straws I can to keep you."

"Are you going to keep fucking your whores?"

"They won't be my whores anymore. I'm almost out of the business."

"Don't play fucking word games, Greg. Who are you going to be fucking? I know you won't be keeping your dick in your pants. You got too used to free pussy."

"Do you expect me to do without sex while you're out fucking your big, black nig....."

He didn't get that last word out before he screamed in pain, a pressure point in his wrist shutting him up.

"Greg, listen to me. I'm trying to be polite, to give you the benefit of the doubt, knowing how traumatic this is for you," I said. "But you brought this on yourself, so if you call my friends niggers, or my fiancée a black slut or any other type of whore again. I'm going to really hurt you. Like break a fucking bone hurt you. Be polite. That's all I'm asking. Be fucking polite. Now, if you have a point to be made, make it politely, or don't make it at all."

I released his wrist. He rubbed it, looking at me while I looked right back. When he spoke again. he indicated he might have learned his lesson.

"If you're going to date other people during whatever is left of our marriage, I think I should have the same privilege."

"That wasn't so hard, was it?" I asked.

"I'm not sure I care what you do anymore, Greg," Maya said. "No, it would not be fair for me to date, and you not to. As long as it's a date, and not fucking some slut you ran on the streets, fine. Maybe you'll find someone nice, and forget about me the way I intend to forget about you. I'll think about not filing a divorce petition for one month, max. I won't promise you a month. If I think about it, and I see no future for you other than as the father to our children, they're getting filed, even if it's two days from now. That's the best you'll get. But remember this; every time I see Bobby's fiancée, I imagine you with your dick in her. I don't see any fucking hope for you at all."

Greg had to get one more dig in, probably because his wrist was still hurting and would for the next hour.

He asked me, "Do you imagine your fiancée with my dick in her?"

"The only dick I imagine in her is mine, or perhaps a nice toy. The past is the past for me, Greg. You're still living in yours, clinging to a life and a wife that isn't yours anymore. I think this conversation has reached a conclusion. Come Maya."

"Can I go see the kids?" Greg asked.

"It's their bedtime, so no."

We left him sitting at our table, a broken man.

******

"You were right, Bobby. I need a fucking drink."

"Okay. I hope you paid attention to a very important part of that conversation."

"What? That he's still fucking his whores?"

"No, it's that he knew you were having sex with Sandy. I assume you're not having sex with her in public."

"No, I haven't."

"Then he either has a PI on you, or while he's been in your house, he put a nanny cam or something similar inside of it. Maybe both."

"That fucking bastard!"

"Divorces don't bring out the best in people."

"Would you be able to spot something?"

"Maybe, if it's not too complex. If he dropped it off on one of his kid visits, it won't be too elaborate, but if he used his key to let someone in to wire your house while you were gone, you'll need a professional to sweep it."

"Bring me home."

I brought her back to her house, and she poured us both a bourbon on ice. We then went into her bedroom, which was all made up and neat.

"Okay, I want you to look around and see if you notice anything that wasn't here a month or two ago," I said.

"Does it have to be plugged in?"

"No, it can operate off batteries, and be motion or voice activated, so it doesn't use up juice when you're not here. All he needs to do is change the batteries when he's here."

Maya did a slow walk around the room. She picked up various objects, then set them down again. She stopped at her clock radio.

"This looks similar to my clock radio, but it's not the same. Almost, but not quite."

"Then it's powered by the house current. It's not battery operated. Get me some blank paper and a magic marker."

Maya got me what I needed. I wrote a sign that said, Recording someone without their knowledge or consent is illegal in Minnesota; a felony if it's where people are commonly naked. I held it up in front of the camera.

"I'll destroy this now."

"Wait."

Maya made another sign. I'm seeing my divorce lawyer tomorrow, asshole. She held that one up too.

"Now you can destroy it."

I took it to the garage and used a hammer to destroy it, pulling out the camera and showing it to Maya, then chucking everything into the trash.

"It's possible you have others in the house as well. If I were you, I'd have the house swept, and you may want to consider charges. I'd text him and tell him if you find any others, the police will be knocking on his door unless he tells you where they are now. I'd also change the locks, the codes on the security system, and on the outside garage entry, and make him take the kids out when he sees them."

"Thanks, Bobby."

"You're welcome."

"Another drink?"

"No thanks, one is enough when I'm driving."

Maya poured herself another. "I suppose I should tell Sandy she's been on Candid Camera." She was tearing up.

"It's the polite thing to do. See you later, sis."

"Bye, Bobby."

******

Friday, Benson skipped his dance class to start working on food for tomorrow while the party people finished putting the haunted walk together. I liked that they used false walls to create rooms and hallways, rather than messing up my house. They had to move some furniture around to do it, but it got done and it looked great. I left early enough to pick Tommy up and take him to his DNA testing, drawing blood to do it.

They said we'd have the results in a week, sending them to Sonia, since I wasn't Tommy's father yet. I took Tommy straight to my place because Sonia and Ann left their apartment the same time I left the house. When we got there, Ann was helping Benson with the cooking, and Sonia was exploring the changes to my house.

"This looks so fun, Rooster. The kids are going to love it."

"Yeah, they did a good job. We've got some games planned, like pin the arm on the zombie, and a pumpkin carving contest for the Dads, bobbing for apples, diving in the pool for sunken treasure. I think it's going to be a blast."

I gave Sonia a run down on the latest with Maya, the fact she was going to seek a divorce now and the cam in her house.

"Poor Maya."

"Yeah, the camera was the last straw. She's at the attorney's today."

"Is she coming tomorrow?"

"I don't know. She's invited, but I don't know."

"I'll talk to her."

"Feel free."

*****

That night, after Tommy was in bed, Sonia and I talked to Ann and Benson about the weekend of November second.

"Ann, we were wondering if you and Benson could stay at your apartment from Friday after school until Sunday evening looking after Tommy that weekend. Sonia and I wanted to have the house to ourselves so we could get a little wild and crazy."

"How wild and crazy?"

"A nude weekend where we could pretty much never get dressed at all and have sex wherever we wanted. That kind of weekend."

Ann laughed. "I'm sure that could be arranged." She looked at Benson. "I wouldn't mind having a similar type weekend with my honey."

"How about the following weekend when I take Tommy to the football game. Sonia and I will hang at the apartment all weekend giving you and Benson the house to yourself."

"Deal."

"I'll take that offer, sir," Benson said.

"Excellent. Mark your calendars. We should have fun." I picked Sonia up and slung her over my shoulder. "A little practice before the big weekend so I don't forget what I'm supposed to do. Who's turn is it to get tied up, honey?"

"Yours," Sonia giggled.

"Right."

They both started laughing as I headed to the elevator with her still dangling down my back. I did end the night getting tied up, and it was every bit as exciting as I expected it to be. Sonia rode me with a condom on, and after I planted a heavy load inside of the condom, she reinserted a tampon and we cuddled and kissed for a long time.

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We woke up early enough to get some exercise in before the guests arrived. My outfit today was a Frankenstein's monster costume. Sonia was dressed as a sexy witch, and Tommy as the tin man from Wizard of Oz. The party crew had people serving as props in the haunted house, various ghouls, axe murderers, zombies and vampires. The food that Benson prepared was multiple small dishes, such as meatballs, cut-up veggies, meats and cheeses, mini sandwiches, tacos, pizza squares, and multiple desserts. Since the party was going until seven, I planned on grilling some hot dogs and hamburgers later.

Maya and her children hadn't arrived yet, but after everyone else got there, I announced, "Welcome to my home, everyone. For those who haven't met me before, I'm Robert Johnson, although my friends call me Rooster. As you can see, I've got food sitting out in this room for everyone to snack on throughout the day. It will be renewed constantly, thanks to my cook, Benson, and his lovely assistant, Ann, so feel free to eat as much as you like. There's a bathroom in that direction next to the laundry room. Through that door over there, is my party room, which has been turned into a small haunted house type maze. I would suggest taking anyone younger than five with an adult the first time as they may be scared. Feel free to walk it as much as you want. It will change slightly every hour or so, with the character's changing locations.

"On the second floor, indicated by the signs we have up, there's an entertainment room with Abbot and Costello Meet Frankenstein on a continuous loop. It probably won't matter much when you begin watching the movie, as most have seen it at least once. The room has bags of popcorn set up for you to munch on while you watch. There's also another well marked bathroom near the entertainment room. I've locked the door to the pool for the time being as I want to have an adult supervising any swimming. It's also set up for some games, so we'll open it up at three for the games and swimming. One of the games does require swimming for the older kids who know how to swim. It's an underwater treasure hunt, which is how we'll open up the pool.

"There's a secondary purpose to my inviting everyone of Tommy's friends and their families to come today. Since Tommy will be moving in with me at Thanksgiving, and going to a new school, he won't have had the opportunity to meet and make friends with the kids in my neighborhood. I wanted to allow all the parents to meet me and see my home, so if Tommy wanted to invite his friends over, you could be comfortable letting them visit, knowing they'd be looked after. If you have any concerns regarding your kids, please speak to me, so I can answer any questions you might have.

"I would ask that the third and fourth floors be off limits, as they are our living quarters. If you'd like a tour later, I'll be happy to provide one. We'll be grilling dogs and hamburgers starting around five, so if you're still here, we'll feed you. If you have any questions, Ann, Benson, Sonia or I will be happy to answer them. Please have a good time. Thank you."

Joe's parents, who hadn't taken the boat trip with us, came up and introduced themselves.

"I'm Joseph senior, and this is my wife, Angela or Angie. You have a beautiful home, Mr. Johnson."

"Thank you. I'm not sure if you've met my fiancée, Sonia Walker, but we're planning to be married early next year. I'll be adopting her son, Tommy, at the same time. Joe, Tanya and Luke were very well behaved on our boat ride. Thank you for letting the Miller's take them. I wanted everyone to have a chance to go."

"They loved the trip," Angela said. "They were so excited when they got back."

"I'm glad they enjoyed it."

"Everyone did," Joseph said. "The Millers had a great time. You're a gracious host and I'm sorry we missed it."

"I hope everyone enjoys today as much as they did the last one."

There were a few shrill screams from the kids as they started to walk through the haunted house.

"What do you do for a living, Mr. Johnson?" Joseph asked. "I know I asked before, but I forget."

"I own Cybernetics Electronics."

"Ah, yes, the big Honeywell deal. I read about that."

"It was a very big and important day for me. Maybe the best day of my life, as I also found the love of my life that day. We knew each other in high school, but lost touch with one another after I joined the military. Pure happenstance. I'm a lucky guy."

"Thanks for having us," Angie said. "You put a lot of effort into this."

"Mostly, I paid to have it done, and they put in the effort. My time is best spent elsewhere. By the way, I'm having a pumpkin carving contest later for the Dads. I hope you'll compete, Joseph. The scariest pumpkin wins a prize."

Joseph laughed. "Who votes on the scariest?"

"The kids."

He laughed again. "I have three, the most of anyone here. I should have that contest in the bag."

"We'll see. I'm carving for the Burns' family, since they don't have a Dad. That gives me three kids who can vote for me. May the sharpest knife win."

They both laughed and headed to the haunted house, taking Tanya with them because of her age.

Maya showed up at noon with Joy, Tyler, and Sandy!

"Sorry we're late. I decided to call Sandy at the last minute and she needed time to get ready."

"How did the meeting with the lawyer go."

"It went. It was painful, part of the reason I wanted Sandy to come."

"Where's your virtual date tonight?"

"Out to dinner at a Japanese Hibachi restaurant, wearing my Lush, of course."

"Guess what I got in the mail?" Sandy asked.

"Are you going on the date tonight?

"Yes."

"Another Lush."

She laughed. "Good guess."

"Do you have it on yet?"

"Not yet. Before we go to the restaurant."

"If this thing wasn't going until seven, I'd love to go to the same restaurant and watch you two squirm."

"We can dine later," Sandy said. "We won't be in a hurry to eat considering the spread you have here."

"We can leave from here if Ann and Benson can watch the kids," Maya said.

"Where is it?"

"Wakame," Maya said.

"That's close. We can probably swing that. Would you mind if Bobbi came?" I asked. "You three bridesmaids can get to know each other a little better."

"That's fine," Maya said. "The more the merrier. I'll let the restaurant know of the change in reservation time and guest number. Do you think we could be there by eight-thirty?"

"I might have to boot everyone out, but that should work. I'll let Sonia and Bobbi know."

Since Ann and Benson were right there I asked if they could watch five kids tonight? They had no problem with that. Finding Sonia first, I told her about the change in plans for this evening.

"Is Bobbi spending the night in our bed?" She asked.

"Not with her kids here, no, and we're only doing that once more. The excuse is that the three bridesmaids need to get to know each other a little better. That's all it is. Just don't eat too much. The reservations will be for Japanese at eight-thirty. The kids can go to bed at nine, so it won't be trouble for Ann and Benson to look after them. It's Maya's virtual date. Lushes will be worn."

"Sounds like fun."

I found Bobbi next. She was just exiting the haunted maze with Jeremy.

"Hey, Bobbi. Maya has another of her virtual dates tonight with Alex, and they wondered if you'd like to join so the bridesmaids can get to know each other better. It's a Japanese restaurant at eight-thirty. Ann and Benson will watch all five kids tonight. It will be late when we get back so you can spend the night here."

She couldn't say anything in front of Jeremy, but her eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"You'll have a room all to yourself," I said, knowing her question. "Just don't eat too much after three."

"I don't have anything to wear for going out. I'm wearing jeans and a sweater."

"I suspect Sonia will have something you can wear. When you see her, go upstairs with her and try a couple of things on for size."

"I do love sushi," she said. "Sounds lovely."

The party seemed a great success. The food was popular, the kids hit the maze several times, because it did changed enough they could all get scared again. The adults all knew each other from the apartment complex, at least casually, so they got on. At one point, I saw Bobbi and Sonia go upstairs, which had to be for an outfit to go out tonight in.

At three, I opened up the pool and everyone used the pool bathroom to change into their suits. They had put a weighted net at the bottom of the pool with all sorts of objects fastened to it, many of them hiding places for 'sunken treasure'. I had silver dollars hidden in many of them, with a gold coin hidden in one.

"Here are the rules for the treasure hunt," I said. "All of the kids who can swim, can dive to the bottom of the pool and look for treasure, coins or pieces of eight. Once you find something, you can bring it up to the surface. You can either keep your treasure, or give it to a brother or sister, but once you give it, it's theirs. You can't take it back. After everyone has found something, you can go diving for more until every kid has a coin. You do the same with each treasure you find, keep it or give it. One of the items hidden is worth a lot of money, and it's different than the rest. You'll know it when you see it. If you find that, it's yours to keep, but your parents have to take care of it for you.

"Three items of treasure will look the same, but are more rare, and therefore, worth more money. So, if you give it away, it's a risk that you're giving a nice gift to your sibling. That's the risk of giving it away or keeping it. It's a gamble, and like all gambling, sometimes you win, and sometimes you lose. After every kid has their treasure, we'll pull out the net, and open the pool for swimming. Who are the kids going diving?"

Tommy, Belinda, Joe, Jeff, Ethan and Suzanne were all capable of holding their breath and diving to the bottom of the pool. I told Tommy he needed to dive for Joy and Taylor. He agreed. The kids all dived in and went looking for coins. They all found the first ones easy enough. Every one of the kids gave it up to someone else. They all went searching again. The hiding places a bit more difficult, so Tommy and Belinda took two or three dives before they found a second piece of treasure. Joe found his on his third dive, and Ethan, Suzanne and Jeff all took four more dives.

Tommy gave his second coin away as well, to Taylor. Joe gave his away, and the other three kept the one they had. Suzanne still had a sibling to dive for, Joe and Tommy were going to dive for themselves. Robert and Tommy found their silver dollars and Suzanne was the only one still diving. She finally found a clamshell, and once she opened it up, found the Krugerrand put inside of it.

She came back to the surface gasping for breath, yet still screaming, holding her hand out of the water.

"Is this it? Did I find it?"

"Aye, lassie, you found the gold doubloon," I said. "You're the big winner today, however, since you kept your silver dollar, that one goes to your baby sister."

"Ahh, darn. Here you go, Maisie."

"Give it to your Dad. He can hold onto it for Maisie's future college expenses or keep it somewhere safe to give to her when she gets married. Now, the rest of you look at the silver dollars you kept. Three of them have a tiny piece of tape on them. Those are all rare and can be sold for more than a dollar. Your parents can help you sell it at a reputable coin dealer or keep it for a while. It might go up in value some more. If you men could help me pull the net out of the pool we can all start swimming."

Everyone looked at the other coins and Ethan, Phillip junior, age three, and Suzanne, surprisingly, got one of the more valuable ones, so she didn't do too badly giving away the gold.

While most people got in the pool, I had all the Dad's carve pumpkins. I tried carving a pumpkin into Frankenstein since I had a good sense of what I looked like in my mask. Joe's dad went for a zombie whose flesh was starting to rot, Suzanne's Dad did a skull, Ethan's dad did a scarred pirate kind of like the one I'd carved a week ago. Jeff's dad did a werewolf, and geez, did he do a great job. You wouldn't think you could take a round object and make it look like a wolf's head, but he did.

When the kids voted, his was voted the scariest, and he got five hundred dollars. The winner of pin the arm on the zombie got a hundred dollars. Joy won that. Then it was time to bob for apples. To ensure maximum participation, I'd hidden a small diamond in one of the apples.

"One more contest or game, people, bobbing for apples. There's a small diamond inside of one of the apples. You keep what you catch. If you get an apple you keep it. After everyone who's going to bob has an apple, if there are any left, you can try again, until all of the apples are gone, at which point, I'll point out who has the good apple. Have fun."

Only the youngest kids didn't bob. Everyone else did, and there were enough apples, almost everyone had two. Sonia and I didn't bob, letting the others go.

"Okay, you'll notice all of the apples had the stems removed except one, although it was cut very short. That apple has the diamond in it.

"You're kidding," Sandy said. "I've a diamond in this thing?"

She held up an apple with a short stem.

"That's the one," I confirmed. "Cut it open carefully. The diamond should be on the bottom of the core. The rest of you eat those delicious Honeycrisp apples. They're much tastier than diamonds and good for you."

All the adults laughed, and I heard a few crunches as people ate one. Sandy cut up her apple and found her diamond, a loose stone worth around a thousand dollars.

I cranked up the grill and started cooking hot dogs to go with the other food still left in the other room. Around 6:45, I made an announcement over my intercom speaker system.

"I'm sorry to cut this short, but I'm taking Sonia's bridesmaids out tonight so they can become better acquainted. We need everyone to leave right at seven, so collect your coats and other valuables, and I'll meet you at the door to say goodbye."

I sent Sonia up to the Entertainment room to make sure it was cleared, while I went to the front door. As each kid passed me, I asked if they'd left any tricks for me.

"No," Joe said, the first through.

"Then you were a great guest. Here's your treat," and I handed him a hundred. I gave each of the kids a hundred dollars for behaving themselves while at my party. The parents were as surprised and delighted as the kids were.

"Great party," Angie said. "I can't say I've ever been to a better one."

"Glad you liked it."

"You were very generous," Phil said.

"It's easier to be generous when you have money to spare. I just wanted everyone to have a good time."

Everyone was out by ten after seven, and I had plenty of time to change into a nice suit to go out in.

Before we left, I said to Tommy and Belinda. "Help Ann and Benson get the younger kids to bed by nine. You two can stay up a half hour later. Belinda, you'll be spending the night since we're going out so late. It was kind of a last minute change, but Benson can give you a toothbrush. I keep spares for guests who don't have them, so brush your teeth before bed. You've had a lot of sweets today."

"I will."

"I know you will. You're a good kid."

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