ASL2: Chapter 12 "Finally"

-- CHAPTER 12: Finally --

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-- WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 1, 2008 --

I descended through each level of the Tri-Delt Chapter House, getting curious looks everywhere I went. It wasn’t often that a lone male walked through the girls-only sorority, after all. But I didn’t run into anyone I knew and made it out into the parking lot unscathed. And before putting on my motorcycle helmet, I paused to pull out my phone and start checking my text messages.

The first one was from June, and her text was simple and to the point: Talked to Kim. Text back when you’re coming home.

Then Dawn had sent me a trio of texts: the first stating that Summer had gone home and asking if I could come over, and the second asking where I was. One might think the third text would’ve been even more panicked, but instead Dawn’s last message read: You’re getting laid, aren’t you? LOL. Just let me know when you’re heading home.

How she knew, I didn’t know. Well, I kinda did know. But I tried not to think too hard about how that all worked.

The most recent thread in my text message history was from Adrienne, who had sent hers only ten minutes ago. She didn’t ask where I was or what I was doing. Her message read: Sasha and I coming to your place tonight. Be there.

Chuckling and shaking my head, I wrote the same message to all three of them: Heading home now. And then I zipped up my riding jacket, put on my helmet, and rode away.

To my surprise, the house was empty when I arrived. A check of the clock told me that most likely Kim had gone to pick up BJ from daycare, and I would imagine June had gone with her. Adrienne and Sasha would still be in-transit. And a check of my phone confirmed that Dawn had received my text and replied: OK. Coming over. She’d also sent a red heart and a kissy-face emoji, which made me smile.

Looking around, I figured I could make myself useful by starting dinner. Kim usually pre-prepped her ingredients in the fridge, and a quick scan told me she was making Beef Yaki Udon tonight. Easy enough for me, and since I was expecting Adrienne and Sasha as well, I started defrosting frozen chicken breasts and microwaved a steamer bag of broccoli.

I had just started the wok-frying part when the door opened and Kim and June walked in with BJ.

“Daddy!” BJ cheered at the sight of me. He immediately ran over to me, his short and stubby arms pumping with his short and stubby legs. I squatted and scooped him up once he got within reach and set him on my left hip. My son immediately laid his head down on my shoulder and hugged me close while I kissed his forehead, and for a brief moment none of my troubles existed and all was right in the world.

“Go play. I’ll take over,” June told me, and I nodded thankfully while carrying BJ back into the living room.

Kim sat down on the couch, wincing a bit as she did so. I grimaced immediately and carried BJ to her, asking, “How are you feeling?”

“I’m fine. Disappointed, but fine.”

“I never liked this word ‘fine’…” I began.

Kim sighed and gave me a sad look. “In this case, the word is accurate. Somewhat. I’m not covering up resentments but…”

“But you’re disappointed,” I finished for her. “I’m sorry I made you go through that this afternoon.”

“Nothing to apologize for. I’m glad we at least tried.” Kim shrugged and stared away. “I really thought the plugs would help. I’d gotten up to wearing the third one around the house and it wasn’t so uncomfortable. When June started pumping a Ben Junior out of my butt and you came home, the timing just seemed… right.”

“But it still hurt. A lot.”

Kim pursed her lips. “Yeah. It hurt.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I know.” Kim glanced up at the ceiling, took a deep breath, and then smiled for her Akachan and rubbed his cheek. He was cuddled up against my chest, sensing that Mommy and Daddy weren’t particularly happy at the moment, and he snuggled against me for comfort.

Taking a deep breath, I looked at her and said, “I’m sorry I walked out afterward. Lots of other stuff going on in my life right now and didn’t know how to handle it.”

“You smell like you handled it in your normal way.” Kim smirked. “Who did you end up banging?”

“Well I went for a walk across Albany Bulb to think,” I explained. “I wasn’t expecting to run into a trio of Tri-Delts.”

Kim barked a short laugh and grinned. “Just like old times.”

“Something like that.”

“I’m glad you found some relief,” she said with a smile, but a moment later Kim’s eyes sharpened. “Did you fuck any of them in the ass?”

I blinked. “No, actually.”

“Good.”

I arched an eyebrow, surprised at the vehemence in Kim’s voice. But she turned her head away and I couldn’t read her expression.

A moment later, she looked right back at me, sighed again, and shook her head. “I’m disappointed in myself.”

“Don’t be.”

“I feel like a failure.”

“You’re not. I’ve been clear about this: I don’t need you to give me your ass. We tried something different. It didn’t work. I don’t love you any less for it.”

“Still… I can’t help but feel…” Kim pursed her lips and stared at the far wall. “I can’t help but feel incomplete.”

I frowned, not sure how to convince her otherwise. We were both silent for a moment, and in the end all I could say was, “You are one hundred percent Kim to me, unique and special and complete in your own way. Master is completely satisfied with you – isn’t that enough?”

Kim frowned and shook her head, eyes moist. And after exhaling slowly, she turned to look at me and said, “No.”

Just then, the doorbell rang, and I went to answer the door with BJ still on my hip. Dawn was outside, and her smile was brighter than the morning sun at the sight of me. She quickly stepped in, wrapped her arms around both of us, and seared her lips across mine with a volcanic kiss.

“Muh-muh,” BJ muttered, and Dawn and I broke apart to find my son making fish lips at the beautiful blonde. Dawn giggled, held his head, and gave BJ a quick kiss on the lips as well.

“Muh-muh,” BJ insisted again after Dawn pulled away, clearly wanting more.

Dawn giggled and kissed him again, this time making it a much longer smack. ““Mmmmmmm-wah!”

BJ giggled too when Dawn finally pulled back. He then patted my arm and kicked out with his legs, signaling for me to put him down. I did so, and BJ immediately raced over to his mom, pumping those short and stubby limbs again, and started going “Muh-muh” while making fish lips at his Okaachan.

Kim quickly wiped her tears, smiled at the joy on her son’s face, and picked him up to give him a sweet kiss, and she cuddled him close as well.

BJ had just finished kissing his mom and then run into the kitchen to start making fish lips at June by the time the doorbell rang again. I got up to let in Adrienne and Sasha, and as soon as the pair of beautiful, busty babes came through the door, BJ pulled his lips off of June’s, wriggled and kicked until she put him down, and then raced over to start tugging on Sasha’s pants legs going “Muh-muh” and making fish lips at her instead.

Sasha quickly scooped up BJ in her arms, held him between herself and Adrienne, and then the newcomers kissed his chubby cheeks at the same time.

“Like father, like son,” Dawn drawled from her seat next to me on the couch, tucked beneath my arm as I cuddled her close.

I smirked and shook my head. “He has good taste in women.”

Kim snorted. “BJ just wants to kiss every girl he sees, period.”

Dawn laughed and repeated, “Like father, like son.”

****

We collectively decided to save the heavy discussion topics until after dinner, or at least that was the plan. BJ exclaimed that he wanted “Wiggles!” Auntie Adrienne thought that meant she should pick him up and wiggle him around, but my little man wriggled himself free and went to point at the TV while I explained that he wanted to dance to the Australian music group singing nursery rhymes like “The Wheels on the Bus” and other equally kid-friendly music. I cued up one of their DVDs, BJ, Adrienne, Dawn, and I set up in the empty floor space between the coffee table and the TV, and the four of us started gyrating and hopping around to the music while Mama Kim sat back and put her feet up.

Sasha went to go help June with dinner, and I caught myself staring at the beautiful brunette’s booty as she bopped her way from the living room to the kitchen in time with the beat. She still wasn’t the best cook, but she could be quite helpful under supervision, and I certainly enjoyed the way her ass moved as she did her little booty dance.

Turned out, Adrienne did get to pick up BJ and wiggle him around. She even extended his right arm out and pretended she was in a formal dance closed-position with him, albeit with his stubby little legs kicking in the air three feet off the ground.

Dawn, Adrienne, and I each sat down for a spell every now and again, but BJ kept on going for the better part of half an hour. Kim grinned by the end of it, saying, “In theory, this should help him fall asleep faster tonight. In theory…”

Eventually, the seven of us assembled around the dining table, with me at the head, BJ in his booster seat to my left, and Kim seated next to him. June usually sat at the far end of the table, but she squeezed in next to Kim tonight, Adrienne took the spot at the foot of the table, with Sasha next to her and then Dawn next to me.

Everyone thanked June and Sasha for doing the cooking and dug into the meal. For the first few minutes, the only sounds were that of six adults eating their meals and BJ practicing with kid-hinged chopsticks to pick up his yaki udon noodles. Every time he let a noodle drop, he’d pout and mutter, “Aww…”

I found myself grinning like an idiot, and not just at the antics of my adorable not quite two-year-old son. I surveyed the table around me, surrounded by some of the most important people in my life, and I couldn’t help but feel a certain sense of… contentment.

“When was the last time all seven of us were in the same room together?” I asked, glancing around each of the ladies in turn. “All at the same time.”

Nobody knew the answer immediately. All of them looked thoughtful, but Dawn spoke up to say, “Probably at Morris Camp. The trip when you and Adrienne got engaged. So… fifteen months?”

“Feels like an eternity, and yet not. I mean, I see all of you all the time. Just not all at the same time.”

Sasha giggled. “We’ve been here barely thirty minutes and he’s orchestrating an orgy in his mind.”

I rolled my eyes and shot her a look. “Now don’t go projecting. Clearly, somebody was thinking about an orgy, and it wasn’t me.”

Sasha blushed and sighed. “Can you blame a girl? I just found out a little while ago that you and June had a threesome with A.D. this afternoon and I missed it. You shoulda texted me at least.” That last part was directed at June.

My co-worker shrugged. “Kind of a last-minute thing. Ben and I didn’t PLAN on the company being shut down.”

Dawn made a face and reached over to rub my forearm. “Yeah, that was such a shock. I had to sit down when you texted me the news.”

“See! You texted Dawn,” Adrienne grumbled.

“AFTER leaving your apartment,” I explained. “Seriously, I was in such shock when it happened that I didn’t text ANYBODY. One minute, Dalton, Penny, June, and I were shutting down our systems. The next minute I was chilling with a beer in hand unable to think of anything beyond those four walls.”

June shrugged. “I texted Kim right away.”

“Yeah, well… That makes sense,” I admitted.

“Seriously, though,” Sasha interjected. “How are you two holding up?”

“Still in shock, myself. Hard to wrap my head around it,” I replied before raising my gaze to my co-worker. “June?”

June pursed her lips. “They can disconnect our access to the network, but they can’t stop me from thinking about the project. I started writing notes on my personal laptop so we can hit the ground running as soon as they let us back into the office.”

“IF they let us back into the office,” I sighed.

“You were the optimist assuring me everything would work out,” June pointed out.

“Yeah, well, like you’ve always said: Best to be prepared.”

Dawn raised her eyebrows. “How long do you think it’ll take before they let you in?”

I shook my head. “No idea. I have no baseline for comparison. FBI agents probably crawling all over our servers? Figure a week, minimum, and then factor in the fact that they’re a government bureaucracy and double the estimate. Two weeks sound about right?” I glanced over at June again.

My project partner was staring at the table shaking her head slowly in the negative. “We can’t afford a two-week lockout. No matter what: 4D has to close in less than two months.”

“I don’t disagree, but there’s not a whole lot we can do about it right now.”

Adrienne leaned forward and grinned. “Two weeks of spontaneous vacation time?”

Sasha chimed in with a sensuous voice, “I can think of a few things we can do to keep you occupied.”

“Me too. Lots more quality time with this guy.” I reached over and rubbed BJ’s head. My son blinked and stared up at me with his big brown eyes and broke into a little grin, still with his chopsticks and three-quarters of a noodle in his mouth.

Sasha pouted. “Not exactly what I had in mind.”

“I’m sure I can manage for you,” I chuckled.

Sasha sighed. “You’d better. Thing is: SOME of us still have to work for a living. Even if you’re suddenly available between 8 AM and 6 PM on weekdays, I’ve still got my day job.”

“Ben can make time for you,” Kim spoke up. “I know how important it is for him to not just manage for you, but truly be there for you. For ALL of you. BJ still has daycare. And if Ben does pull him out early to have a little father-son bonding time, I wouldn’t mind him spending his evenings visiting the rest of you in trade.”

“I don’t need to trade father-son time,” I muttered.

Kim shrugged. “Call it whatever you want. This is the silver lining in your shutdown. I think you should make the most of it while it lasts. You too, June.”

Adrienne snorted. “June’s gonna spend the next two weeks holed up in her room doing work on her personal time.”

June pursed her lips and shrugged. “She’s not wrong.”

Kim lightly rubbed June’s shoulder. “I think you’ll get out a bit and enjoy yourself.”

June frowned. “I will?”

Kim’s eyes were steady, a little intense even, as she stated firmly, “Yes, you will.”

June blushed and scrutinized her plate. The room fell into a slightly awkward silence, at least until Sasha sighed and said, “I suppose a few extra evenings together would be nice. But then again, it goes right back to what Adrienne said about how one-sided this relationship has been. We’re always taking and taking and having you come over to the apartment to… well… take care of us and we’re never coming over here to visit you.”

“You’re here tonight,” I pointed out.

“Well it’s a first step. And besides…” Sasha blushed and glanced over at Adrienne. “Well, we had other topics to discuss, but didn’t we agree to save the heavy stuff until after dinner? I feel like I’m preventing Ben from eating.”

“Oh, right.” I quickly dug my chopsticks into my yaki udon.

“Bottom line,” Sasha finished, “Don’t worry about fitting me into your new daily schedule. I’ll be stuck at work anyway.”

“Well, for now,” Adrienne said quietly, “but it might be worth burning a few vacation days.”

“If I had any left to burn,” Sasha muttered with a rueful grin. “I use them all up as soon as I earn them to go with you on all your globetrotting trips.”

Adrienne shrugged. “Fashion Week is over, and I don’t have anything else scheduled until the Australia trip right before Thanksgiving.”

“You’re going to Australia right before Thanksgiving?” Dawn perked up and looked at me. “Isn’t that when 4D closes?”

I nodded. “We have meetings lined up from Monday through Wednesday before Thanksgiving.”

“In like… Hong Kong, right?” Dawn continued. “That’s not too far from Australia.”

“Actually, it’s farther than you think. Regardless, what are you suggesting?” Adrienne sat up, intrigued.

Dawn turned to the other blonde bombshell, a sunny smile on her face. “Ben suggested I fly out to meet him out in that area somewhere and spend the holiday together. I was just thinking: If you’re gonna be out that way as well, maybe we can all get together.”

Sasha frowned. “What about Kim and BJ?”

Kim spoke up, explaining, “Spending Thanksgiving with my family. Going to Disney World, actually, more for John’s kids than BJ. Ben’s not invited.”

I shrugged. “Dawn’s family and mine usually meet up for Thanksgiving together.”

June cocked her head to the side. “And you’re going to skip seeing your families to do this… Hong Kong/Australian vacation?”

I glanced at Dawn. “Well for one thing, we see our families all the time. Missing one Thanksgiving isn’t such a big deal when there’s an opportunity to have some exotic vacation halfway around the world. We haven’t decided on a particular location yet though. Maybe stay in Hong Kong, go to Singapore, the Philippines, Bali--”

“Bora Bora,” Adrienne chimed in with a bit of a smirk.

I arched an eyebrow. “Bora Bora’s not in Asia. You were the one who just pointed out Hong Kong and Australia aren’t that close together.”

“Well… maybe not. But Taylor got me a hookup on this spectacular, exclusive, private, beachfront villa you’d have to see to believe. I was already planning to bring Sasha there after the Australia shoot.”

Sasha pulled her head back. “You were?”

“It was supposed to be a surprise, but if we can get some more playmates to join us…” Adrienne grinned at me. “I know Tahiti isn’t on a direct line coming home from Hong Kong, but I like Dawn’s idea of all of us getting together. Could I interest you in making a slight detour?”

Kim sighed. “Now you’ve got me wishing we could skip Disney World with the family. Relaxing on a Tahitian beach sounds amazing. I’m almost positive I’m going to come home from Orlando more exhausted than before I left.”

“Probably,” June agreed.

Kim rolled her eyes. “You’re SO helpful.”

June shot her friend a look, but Kim was already shaking her head.

Dawn and I shared a look, her voice pinging in my head. I nodded in answer to her silent question, looked over at Adrienne, and replied, “Sounds amazing. Are you really sure you don’t mind us tagging along?”

Adrienne gave me a warm smile. “I WANT us spending more time together. Seriously.”

I gestured with one hand at her. “Then set it up. We’re in.”

June frowned. “What if 4D falls apart and we don’t go to Hong Kong?”

I shrugged and looked at Dawn. “A Bora Bora vacation over Thanksgiving sounds amazing either way.”

Adrienne clapped her hands together with a happy grin and started rubbing them together like sandpaper. She then glanced over at Sasha and asked, “You okay with this idea?”

Sasha shrugged. “You lead, I follow: That’s how this relationship works, although it’s not a difficult decision if Ben and Dawn are coming with us. I can’t argue with getting Big Ben dick and sweet pussy.”

Dawn giggled.

“You got enough vacation days, right?” Adrienne asked.

“Company is on holiday both Thanksgiving and the Friday after already,” Sasha confirmed, “so I’ll only have to burn one day on Wednesday to fly out.”

Adrienne glanced to her right. “June? You interested?”

The Chinese girl sat up straight, surprised that Adrienne would invite her. “Uh, no, unfortunately not. My parents will certainly expect me home for the holiday. I’ll have to fly straight back after the meetings to get back in time.”

“Such a wasted opportunity,” Adrienne sighed. “And with Kim in Florida, that means it’ll be just the four of us then.”

“Actually…” Dawn ventured hesitantly, taking a deep breath before staring me straight in the eyes. “What would you think if I wanted to invite Summer?”

****

BJ started squawking just then, having decided he was done with his dinner despite the fact that his bowl was still half-full. I fussed with him trying to get him to settle down with Kim’s help, and together we managed to shove two more bites into his mouth before he declared his mouth a “no-fly zone”. Kim, meanwhile, had finished her meal, and she finally cleaned up his face and unbuckled him from of his booster seat. The two of them headed into the living room for evening reading time.

Meanwhile, the others had held off the whole “Summer” question and moved on to other topics. Once Kim and BJ were taken care of, I focused on wolfing down the rest of my food. And as soon as I was done, Sasha and Dawn both got up to clear the table.

As Dawn returned to the table, Adrienne raised her head to get her attention and asked, “So tell us what’s going on between you and Summer.”

“Hmm?” Dawn looked surprised by the question.

“I mean, I knew you two were becoming friends and going to classes together and all, but I didn’t realize you were close enough to ask about inviting her along on this trip. For one thing, you had to know the four of us would be paired up as couples: me and Sasha, and you and Ben. We know the four of us play well together, even if there haven’t been as many opportunities for me and Sasha to play with you lately. Summer, on the other hand, is a complete wild card. She and I were friends in high school, yeah, but we have no idea how she fits in right now, and I’d like to think you wouldn’t want to invite along a fifth wheel like her lightly.”

Dawn winced. “Maybe it was a bad idea and I shouldn’t have brought it up. You’re right: Things will be easier… better… if it’s just the four of us.”

“Nuh-uh.” Adrienne’s smile was all teeth. “I mean, if you’re withdrawing the suggestion and it’ll just be the four of us in Bora Bora, that’s fine with me. Like I said: we haven’t gotten to play with you very much lately. Come to think of it, when WAS the last time the four of us hooked up?”

Sasha and I looked at each other and shrugged, both of us with blank faces.

“Then it’s been FAR too long,” Adrienne practically purred. “We can fix that later tonight. But first… I’m not letting you off that easy. So seriously: what’s up with you and Summer?”

“I… uhhh… I mean we…”

“They’re banging, now,” I drawled with a shrug.

Adrienne’s gaze tick-tocked back and forth between me and Dawn like a grandfather clock pendulum for a moment, and then her eyes narrowed on me. “But just them. Not including you.”

I shook my head in the negative.

Adrienne cocked her head to the side. “Why not?”

I rolled my eyes. “My reasons haven’t changed since this afternoon.”

My ex-fiancée blushed and snuck a look at Sasha. I gathered she had shared with Sasha my little admission about still holding onto a sliver of hope that we might get back together, and that sliver had been holding me back from moving on. And then cocking her head to the side, Adrienne gave me a curious look and asked, “Did you know they were banging when we talked this afternoon?”

I shook my head again and smirked at the memory. The sight of a naked, sweaty Dawn riding a Ben Junior strapped to a naked, blindfolded, bound, and gagged Summer was something that would be seared into my retinas for a long, long time.

“He walked in on us earlier today,” Dawn mumbled, blushing pink. “It must’ve been right after he came home from your place.”

“And how long has this been going on?” Adrienne asked like an interrogative parent who had caught her kid watching porn on the family computer.

“Monday night was the first night.” Dawn smiled bashfully at the memory. “Kim, June, and I came home from picking up BJ from Lynne’s place to find Summer bawling her eyes out and Ben looking contrite. We’d sort of orchestrated things for the two of them to have a little alone time to hash out their attraction to each other.”

“And Ben made her cry,” Sasha deadpanned.

I sighed and shrugged. “I told her… I’ve told everybody: I’m not ready for another relationship. I didn’t mean to make her cry.”

Dawn sighed. “I brought her back to my place. We talked. I was trying to make her feel better. We had both been drinking wine all night during a failed project team meeting… And the next thing I knew, she was kissing me.”

“She does that sometimes,” I muttered. “Just leans in and goes for it.”

“Apparently.” Dawn smiled at the memory again. “Things just went from there. She’s pretty good. I rather want to meet this Jayla McDaniels she speaks so highly of.”

“Good enough to invite her to Bora Bora with us?” Sasha asked lasciviously.

“Slut,” Adrienne drawled playfully.

“What? Like you haven’t been dying to taste that pussy for the first time?” Sasha shot back. “You already told me you were curious after never getting a taste back in high school. And it HAS been a while since we’ve had an extra playmate.”

Adrienne rolled her eyes. “It’s been less than three weeks since Fashion Week ended. With those brown sugar sweeties from Nigeria? Huh?”

Sasha giggled and got a faraway gaze in her eyes. “Oh yeah… We shoulda gotten their numbers.”

Adrienne shook her head and waved her hand. “Anyway, are you serious about her?”

Dawn blinked. “Define serious.”

Adrienne gestured between herself and Sasha. “Like serious serious.”

Dawn shook her head immediately. “No, of course not. We’re just friends. Friends with benefits now, but that’s pure physical stress-relief. She’s fun. She’s kinky. She’s really into role-playing and this afternoon she started… uh…”

Dawn had gotten a dreamy, faraway look in her eyes, but caught herself, blushed bright pink again, and shook her head to clear it. Gesturing firmly with her right hand, she finished, “But neither of us is romantic about the other, and she’s still crushing hard on Ben.”

Adrienne glanced over at me for a moment. “Then why would you invite her to Bora Bora if Ben’s not onboard with this yet? It would be super awkward in that beachfront villa if they’re not banging.”

Dawn made a face and waved her hand. “I made a mistake and shouldn’t have brought her up. You’re right: it’ll be better if it’s just the four of us.”

“Unless Ben starts dating Summer between now and then,” Sasha pointed out. “And then it’ll work out perfectly.”

“Not happening,” I drawled.

“Why NOT?!” Sasha sighed.

June was suddenly standing behind me with both hands gripping the top of my chair as she glared at Sasha. “Why are YOU so insistent Ben start dating Summer? You don’t know her like we do, and come to think of it, have you even MET her? For someone who has little to no direct understanding of Summer’s personality, and therefore no real way of knowing if she’s a good fit for him, you seem to be pushing pretty hard for them to hook up.”

“What? She’s hot. I know that much, and if she starts dating Ben it’s that much more likely I’ll get to sample her, too. It’s no secret that I enjoy hooking up with fresh hot babes,” Sasha muttered defensively. “And it’s not like I’m saying anything the rest of you haven’t said a hundred times already. Dawn thinks he should start dating Summer… Adrienne thinks he should start dating Summer… You and Kim think he should start dating Summer…”

“I don’t,” Kim stated quietly, glancing over at us almost languidly from the couch, and we all turned to look at her. BJ was absorbed in his book, recognizing that the grown-ups were ‘having a conversation’. So long as his mommy was watching him, he was fine. Kim, meanwhile, reclined against the couch with her elbow on the armrest. When she found the five of us looking at her expectantly for an explanation, she shrugged and added, “I’m perfectly fine with it if he DOES start dating Summer, but I don’t necessarily think he should.”

“Why not?” Dawn asked with a frown.

Kim smirked and raised her hand, miming the shape of a tape recorder before she deliberately pressed down with her thumb.

I sighed and started droning, “Kim, BJ, June, Daw--”

“Yeah-yeah-yeah,” Adrienne cut me off. “That’s getting REALLY annoying.”

“Saying you only want a piece of hot babe like Summer a fine excuse,” June stated evenly, eyes locked in on Sasha again, “but it’s not the truth. You’re jealous.”

Sasha jerked her head back. “Jealous?!? Of Summer?”

June shook her head. “You’re jealous of Ben. You want Ben dating someone new, Summer or not, because it’ll mean he’s finally moved on from Adrienne and you’ll get to stop worrying about him stealing her from you.”

“I didn’t… I don’t…” Sasha fumbled for a moment. “Ben and I get along GREAT. I am NOT worried about--”

“You weren’t worried about Ben stealing Adrienne yesterday when we came over to have that crazy anal nooner,” June conceded. “But today, you’ve had something weighing on your mind since you showed up. Plus there was that bit about having other topics to discuss but saving the heavy stuff until after dinner. Well it’s after dinner now, and I’m thinking the reason why you two decided to come over here tonight of all nights is because Ben suggested to Adrienne that he couldn’t move on until he knew for sure there was no chance of them ever getting back together, and you two wanted to make clear to him that they’re never getting back together. Why else would you show up all of a sudden for the first time in months?”

Sasha was speechless. She bit her lip, nervously picked at her cuticles, and stared at the dining table. Dawn turned to look at me, eyebrows furrowed, as this was news to her.

“June’s right,” Kim said softly, and maybe even a little proudly.

“Well let me be plain,” I stated, leaning forward with my elbows on the table as I looked first Sasha, then Adrienne, then Dawn in the eyes. “I am NOT going to start dating Summer, alright? She’s a sweet, intelligent, attractive young woman, and I’m certainly attracted. But I am in NO shape to start a new relationship right now. It’s not just because deep down I’m desperately hoping Adrienne will give me another chance, although admittedly that is a part. It’s not even just because I’m stretching myself thin trying to maintain my relationships with everyone in this room in addition to Eden and Emma. At the end of the day, I don’t want to start dating Summer because I DON’T WANT TO START DATING SUMMER, simple as that. And I’ll thank you ALL to stop trying to force us together because THAT’S NOT HOW A RELATIONSHIP IS SUPPOSED TO COME TOGETHER, alright?”

Nobody immediately replied. Sasha was still studying her cuticles, Adrienne scowled, Dawn looked thoughtful, and June’s expression was unreadable. Kim was watching BJ, and actually, he was the only one who looked back at me, giving me a toothy grin and extending his arm in what looked suspiciously like a thumbs up.

I smiled at him, took a deep breath, and felt rather energized by my son’s encouragement. I first stared down Adrienne until she met my gaze and then stated evenly, “I love you, my Tigress, Forever and Always. Yeah, some part of me wishes I could take back every mistake I ever made, especially the big one when I ran away from our engagement. But I can’t, and you’re in love with Sasha, and I fully support that. All I’ve ever truly wanted was your happiness, and it’s been clear since freshman year of college that your Happily Ever After lies with another woman. You have no idea how much it means to me that you were willing to sideline that part of who you are – a lesbian – in order to help bring me MY Happily Ever After. It would have been an incredible sacrifice on your part to marry me and bear my children, but I’m telling you now that I don’t want you to sacrifice that part of yourself for me. Sasha’s who you belong with, and I swear I will never threaten that.”

Sasha was crying now, and she placed her hand atop Adrienne’s and squeezed it firmly. I turned to look at her, and the beautiful brunette gave me a grateful smile. I sensed that this was a turning point in their relationship, and I no longer feared they might soon break up the way I’d feared for them only weeks ago. They say you never know what you truly have until somebody tries to take it away from you. Perhaps the idea of me tempting Adrienne back was just the sort of wake-up call Sasha had needed.

“Dawn,” I continued, turning to my best friend. “I’m really happy you ended up choosing Option B with Summer.”

Dawn fidgeted and mumbled, “I’m scared. I’m really NOT sure how to handle this little development. It’s exciting right now, but like I said: we’re not romantic. I’m still not sure how to approach a sexual friendship with another girl.”

I snorted and pointed straight at Adrienne, Sasha, June, and Kim. “I’m pretty sure you know how to handle sexual friendships with other girls.”

“That’s different. I told you: I only have sex with them when I’m with you.”

“You know how the parts fit together; I’m sure you’ll be fine. And if you want any advice, the four of them are obviously banging each other when I’m not around. They can give you advice on maintaining physical relationships with other girls when a guy isn’t involved. You could even ask the twins about their hookups with Eve.”

“I suppose.” Dawn raised her eyebrows. “Sure I can’t hope for Option C?”

I shook my head. “I’m not crossing that line with Summer. No way.”

Sasha sighed. “Guess that rules out a fivesome in Bora Bora.”

Everyone around the table chuckled at that except me. I shrugged and replied to Sasha, “Well, maybe not a fivesome in Bora Bora, but if you’re interested, maybe Dawn can bring Summer over to your place for a foursome in San Francisco.”

“Oooh, now there’s an idea.” Sasha licked her lips lasciviously.

Adrienne cocked her head and gave me a look. “Did you really just suggest that Dawn, Summer, Sasha, and I have a lesbian foursome WITHOUT you? Who the fuck are you and what have you done with the real Ben?!?”

Everyone around the table laughed at that, including me.

I took a deep breath, turned to June, and gave her a serious look. “That leaves only one thing left to take care of.”

June frowned, unsure of why I was staring at her so intensely. “What?”

She had been standing behind my chair and to the left, so I stood up and spun around so that I was directly behind her. She’d changed into a baggy t-shirt and comfortable sweatpants after coming home, not particularly caring how sexy she did or did not look in front of me. The loose waistband provided easy access for me to slip my hand down the back of her pants, palm her ass, and grab the end of the butt plug I knew would still be imbedded in her rectum. And she gasped, “Holy shit” when I started wiggling the silicone device inside of her.

Leaning over her shoulder and staring my co-worker straight in the eyes from only inches away, I intoned quite seriously, “Let’s go.”

****

My skinny little co-worker’s head shot up and she twisted around to stare back at me with REALLY big eyes the moment my fat cock invaded her virgin asshole for the very first time. My bedsheets were bunched up in her fingers, she clenched her jaw, and her super-tight colon clamped down around my cock as if her anal-retentive personality had suddenly become embodied in the form of an anal-retentive anal chute.

I stopped.

June quivered.

She took a deep breath while visibly relaxing her muscles. While she’d gotten this far before with toys, she’d never yet felt anything as deep as eight inches. June stared back at me, hunger to feel the rest of me quite evident in her eyes. After taking another deep breath, she nodded slowly. And when I started pushing forward again, she let her head drop and gaped her mouth open in a silent groan that eventually found voice as the final inches slotted into place.

I was all the way in.

Finally.

It hadn’t taken long at all. From the moment I’d said, “Let’s go”, June’s eyes had gotten big at the implication, but she didn’t resist. She allowed me to take her by the hand and lead her across the room. I kept my gaze forward, at least until we reached the foot of the stairs. And then on a whim, I abruptly spun around, ducked my shoulder into her midsection, and bodily flung June like a limp rag doll over my shoulder.

“Oh, Holy SHIT!!!” June squealed, briefly kicking her legs in surprise while her right arm hooked around my torso and two fingers of her left hand found their way into my belt loop. She held on like her life depended on it as I swiftly carried her up the stairs and into my bedroom. And I was sure her heart was racing when I tossed her onto my bed.

The sexual creature was back.

It had been a long time since I’d really let that aspect of myself loose, but it came out tonight. There were no whispered endearments of affection or love, from either of us. There was no tenderness or emotional intimacy. She wanted to get her ass fucked. I wanted to fuck her ass. Everybody wins.

I worked on autopilot, efficiently stripping my shirt off before clambering onto the bed after June. She looked a little nervous but also a LOT excited knowing what we were about to do. I lunged and landed right on top of her, grabbing her wrists and pinning them against the mattress while I seared her lips with mine. She moaned and kissed me back with rapidly growing passion, but the kiss didn’t last long before I let go of her wrists and started yanking up on her t-shirt.

June raised her shoulders to help me rip the cheap cotton garment over her head, and she reached behind herself to unclasp her bra while I dug my fingers into the waistbands of both her sweatpants and panties. A few short tugs later and the beautifully lithe and lean little brunette was buck naked on my bed. I had slid myself all the way off the mattress while yanking down her sweatpants and now stood on the floor at the foot of the bed. Rather than climb back onto the bed to go after her, I grabbed June’s ankles and pulled, dragging her towards me. As soon as her hips were within reach, I grabbed them and almost violently flipped her over onto a doggy-style position. I dropped my pants to my ankles but didn’t bother taking the time to slip them off my feet. Instead, I spread her asscheeks in my hands, gazed with a grin down at the butt plug pre-stretching her sphincter for our mutual convenience, reached down to get a firm grip on that little lump of silicone currently corking June’s colon, and then I pulled.

And then a moment later I pushed.

And I was in.

My skinny little co-worker’s head shot up and she twisted around to stare back at me with REALLY big eyes the moment my fat cock invaded her virgin asshole for the very first time. My bedsheets were bunched up in her fingers, she clenched her jaw, and her super-tight colon clamped down around my cock as if her anal-retentive personality had suddenly become embodied in the form of an anal-retentive anal chute.

I stopped.

June quivered.

She took a deep breath while visibly relaxing her muscles. While she’d gotten this far before with toys, she’d never yet felt anything as deep as eight inches. June stared back at me, hunger to feel the rest of me quite evident in her eyes. After taking another deep breath, she nodded slowly. And when I started pushing forward again, she let her head drop and gaped her mouth open in a silent groan that eventually found voice as the final inches slotted into place.

I was all the way in.

Finally.

And then I FUCKED her.

I wasn’t gentle.

I didn’t take my time.

An anal virgin’s first time or not, I didn’t particularly focus on making it good for her. After all this time, after all the teasing and the “not todays” and the solidarity thing with Kim and “actually I’m good with just the butt plugs for now” and yadda, yadda, yadda, I was FINALLY balls-deep up June’s ass.

So I FUCKED her.

To be fair, my modus operandi for June had long been: Fuck her hard, fuck her deep, take charge and make her mind explode with ecstasy. I did exactly that.

I fucked her hard.

I fucked her deep.

I made her mind explode with ecstasy.

Kim had been right: June had bundles of pleasure nerves in her ass that Kim lacked. For her, anal sex felt GOOD.

Like… REALLY good.

Like… even an Anal Queen like Adrienne WISHES anal sex felt this good.

June had always liked the butt-stuff. Rimjobs. Fingers. Small vibrators. Big vibrators. Vibrating eggs. Anything that vibrated, really. I could probably put June’s phone on vibrate, shove it into her asscrack, and start sending her dozens of text messages and she’d go off like the Fourth of July. She’d taken all four sizes of the practice butt plugs and a good percentage of a Ben Junior up her backdoor, so I’d never been overly concerned about fit. And the instant I’d seen her gaping black hole after pulling out that plug, the ONLY thing I could think about was getting myself eight inches deep as fast as humanly possible.

Finally.

June’s first orgasm came in less than thirty seconds. She managed to remain on all fours that long, tossing her hair left and right while gasping and groaning and whimpering barely-coherent mutters about how awesome it felt to finally have my dick in her ass. But after she clamped up and cried out that she was cumming, both her arm and leg muscles collapsed, and she wound up face-down and flat across my bed.

So I fucked her flat.

I drilled her hard.

I drilled her deep.

I grabbed her hands, planted her palms on her perky cheeks, and directed her to spread herself wide open for my pillaging prick.

And I made her mind explode with ecstasy.

Only a few minutes after having that first anal orgasm, June had another. She thrashed and moaned and tried to buck her butt back at me as wave after wave of ecstasy flooded through her entire body, but I still had her pinned down flat while I savagely reamed out my reserved co-worker’s rear entrance. I gave her no rest, no respite, disregarding her whimpered requests to stop, slow down, or otherwise allow even a second to relax after she came down from that second peak.

June wasn’t built like Adrienne. She was skinny, almost waifish, living on a diet of Caesar salads. She didn’t have a thicc booty padded with fat or even a muscled booty sculpted by hours in the gym. She was just skinny all over and didn’t have much meat to absorb the brutal pounding I was giving her.

But the sexual creature had taken charge.

The sexual creature knew she could handle it.

And only two minutes after that, June shrieked deliriously as if her unstable synapses had been shattered. She started spastically spasming, at least until her spine started shuddering unsteadily. June’s climactic convulsions clamped down around my conquering cock, her inner muscles milking me expertly even though she was a complete novice. Her head was turned to the side, mouth gaping and drool staining my sheets as her eyeballs rolled up into her head, threatening to make her pass out from pleasure overload.

But she didn’t pass out.

Not quite.

Not yet.

Meanwhile, rapid-fucking June’s no-longer virgin asshole had battered down my defenses. So when her inner muscles went to work, I lost control and started basting the inner walls of June’s bunghole with what felt like a ton of built-up baby batter. I humped and grunted and made my ugly ‘O’ face while creaming my complex co-worker’s colon. And only after squirting her now-saturated anal chute full of semen did I finally collapse straight down, smothering her much smaller body beneath mine.

“Holy… shit… Ben…” June wheezed when her world swam back into focus and she found herself still quivering in the aftermath. My sweaty body still pinned hers down, my dick in the deepest depths of her dark hole, and she slurped noisily in an attempt to suck up her drooling spit before panting for breath and assessing her current situation.

Like the eight-inch dick still lodged in her rectum.

“I… can’t… believe…” she wheezed, shaking her head slowly, “that we… finally… did that…”

“Not done yet,” I groaned.

“I fucking hope not,” she replied with a chuckle, which did wonderful things to my cock still imbedded in her colon. And then she purposefully clenched, closing her eyes as she concentrated on her inner feelings of fulfillment.

I chuckled and gently stirred my shaft in the somewhat looser sperm-filled cavity of June’s backdoor. Despite the number of times I’d already cum today, I somehow still felt quite energized. I never went fully soft, and even had enough strength to sort of lazily scrape my schlong around the surrounding sides of June’s ass. But eventually I sighed and came to a stop. And eventually, I slowly withdrew my cock from June’s colon and rolled over onto my back.

Still face-down, June pouted. “I feel so empty now. So unfulfilled.”

I chuckled and shook my head. “I can put the butt plug back in if you really need.”

June snorted and turned to her other cheek so she could look at me. With a regretful tone, she muttered, “You know, I couldn’t actually see you going in. Bent over the way I was, I didn’t get to watch you take my anal virginity.”

I shrugged and suggested, “We can try a different position for Round 2.”

June smiled. “What does the Sex God suggest?”

I shrugged. “It’s not rocket science. If watching entry is what you really want, you can roll over on your back and see me pushing in that way. Either that or straddle me and lower yourself down. But either way, your anus is a little more out of view than your pussy.”

“Thanks for the science lesson.” June rolled her eyes. “I understand the basic physics of the human digestive system.”

I smirked. “You asked. But you’ll have to give me a minute to recharge. The girls say I’ve got a magic dick, but even Sex Gods need a breather.”

“Oh, is that all?” Propping herself up on her elbows, June scooted herself over my lap, stuck out her tongue, and used it to elevate my semi-hard shaft. After flashing me a smug grin at the disbelieving expression on my face, she then dropped her head down, swallowing me down to the root.

“I still can’t believe you’re doing that,” I chuckled. “You’re crazy.”

“Crazy about your cock,” June muttered after pulling off for a moment. My shaft was already starting to stretch. “Besides, I’ve seen Adrienne do this for you tons of times.”

“Adrienne is crazy, too.”

“You seem to like crazy.”

“I do. I do.”

June grinned and ducked her head back down, resuming her blowjob. And within minutes she had me ready to sodomize her once more.

This time she did roll onto her back, bringing her knees to her chest and holding her thighs back with her hands. She stared, utterly enraptured, at the sight of my purple mushroom head as it slowly approached her anal entrance like a shuttle docking at the International Space Station in orbit. I heard her breath catch the moment my spongy mass applied pressure to her still-gaping anus. I watched her face instead of my cock, observing the way her eyelids fluttered as I pressed the first few inches inside.

She kept her gaze locked onto my disappearing shaft as it penetrated deeper and deeper. Only when my short and curlies were pressed up just below her short and curlies did she finally let her head fall back against the mattress. And in a quiet voice, she stared at the ceiling and said, “I want an Assfuckxiation.”

I blinked in surprise and asked, “Where did you hear that term?”

“Please. The girls talk. Anyway, during dinner Kim mentioned you’d visited the Tri-Delts this afternoon, and apparently it was with them that the term got coined.”

“Yeah.”

“So you can do it for me?”

“Yeah, sure. If that’s what you want.”

“I wanna know what an Assfuckxiation feels like. I’ve wanted to know what THIS feels like ever since you first teased it with your finger. It made me incredibly nervous at first, but the more you played around back there, the more obvious it became we’d eventually end up like this.” June clamped down around my cock again, giving it a full-length hug as if to say ‘hello’. “I may never let you in my pussy again.”

I chuckled and flexed my dick within her. “Maybe short visits before putting it back where it belongs.”

“Maybe…”

June closed her eyes, took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and finally opened them after a long pause. She turned her gaze to me, irises aflame. With a predatory grin, flushed skin, and incredible energy, June’s expression was the exact opposite of a robot’s. Right now, with my dick eight-inches up her ass, she really came ALIVE. She licked her lips, cinched her legs around my waist, and reached up with her hands to hold my shoulders. Tugging me downward so that I leaned forward and applied just a little more gravity pressure to my penetration, my no-longer-emotionless android smiled a perky, happy smile.

“Fuck me, Ben. Fuck my tight little asshole.”

So I did.

June came two more times before I turned her over on all fours and started the final countdown. I drove myself in all the way to the hilt before rotating myself at full depth counterclockwise so that the entire length of my shaft rubbed against every nerve in her colon. I reached around with my right arm to bracket her clitoris between my middle and ring fingers, strumming it powerfully. I started pounding my pelvis off her posterior, really banging her butthole hard until she threw her head back and screamed in unholy ecstasy.

Right as her climax hit, all that energy detonating out from her body at the same time that her chest compressed all the air out of her lungs, without warning I suddenly clamped my left hand over her mouth and nostrils, preventing her from breathing back in.

June shuddered and shook, her body going out of control as I kept on hammering away at those sensitive nerve bundles in her ass. She whimpered and cried a little as the climax continued exploding deep within her loins. I didn’t stop pounding her poor asshole, nor did I cease strumming her clit. Her hips danced beneath my directions as if her hard little nub was a joystick under my control. She jerked one last time, her body in a panic as it desperately trying to find oxygen that wasn’t coming, the adrenaline rush of her fight or flight response amplifying the overwhelming ecstasy of orgasm. And then like a marionette with its strings abruptly cut, June collapsed, all four limbs going limp at the same time as her consciousness fled.

She was out cold before her cheek hit the mattress.

And then it was my turn to find my orgasm. I drilled myself down into her now cataleptic body, burying myself in the molten heat of the backdoor access to her inner core exactly three more times.

One.

Two.

Three.

Touchdown.

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