New Horizons

[OnHarry]

When Wayne and Anne had fallen asleep during the second movie they had missed at least half of it. They got up turned off the TV and got ready to go to bed. "Why don't you see if your girlie has replied."

"I thought you didn't care," he said a bit grumpily as he was still half asleep and bumping into furniture.

"I don't, but I am curious as to how this will all end up."

"All right," he said as he rubbed his eyes, "but I want to go to bed, ............to sleep."

"Spoilsport," she laughed.

Wayne went and turned on the computer and waited for it to finish coming on, which seemed to take forever, and finally it did. He opened up the Email and there was a message. Anne retired at a discreet distance in case it was something personal he might want to keep private, though he rarely if ever did that.

"There is a message from Marie," he said as he opened it and read it.


Wayne,

I'm just wanting to let you know I've gotten your emails, and I'm sorry I haven't gotten to answer them till now. I have been very busy today. I cross-stitched and then took a much needed rest, even enjoyed a light salad.

Not very exciting is it, but I find myself bored right now, and thought I would write you a quick jot.

This weekend at the cabin won't work after all. I'm sorry about that. Perhaps later on, I hope though that until we are able to meet again, we'll continue to keep in touch.

Well I have to go, I'll talk with you again later.

Marie.

"HMMM that's odd," said Wayne as he considered the message.

"What does it say," asked Anne a bit impatiently.

"Here you read it and tell me what you think."

Anne read it and then read it again and finally said, "looks like sourpuss is throwing his weight around, I bet you never see her again."

Wayne sighed and said, "that's what I thought, that is about never seeing her again, I am not so sure about Alan."

Anne shrugged her shoulders and went to bed. Wayne sat there reading it and finally decided a formal answer was in order.

Marie

Glad to hear from you, sometimes boring afternoons are very enjoyable. I hope to see you again as well, and will definitly keep in touch. Hope everything is all right, and you are okay, and Alan as well, say hello for me.

Wayne

HE put his finger on the enter key but then backed off as he wanted to say something more intense and more personal, but he thought that might be a bad idea. So insted he added a PS

PS Marie I will be on line, on chat, tomorrow night if you feel so inclined please feel free to buzz, me.

Then he hit send.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie hung up the phone. Her mom had been there for her again. She had always told mom everything, and this time it hadn't been different. After listening to how appalled she was over Marie and Alan's behavior with another couple, she stopped her mothering and just listened.

After tears were shed from both mother and daughter, she smiled against the phone, when talk had turned to the baby. Names were tossed around, suspected birthdates, but since Marie honestly in her heart felt this child was Alan's she still couldn't place a date. She suspected she could be about 3 weeks probably not more then that, but she had also told her mother, she was done figuring statistics, because she was oviously a unique woman.

Her mother laughed and reminded her that Marie had been concieved while she had been on the birth control also. Once she hung up the phone she looked at the time, it had been about 2 hours with mom, so about 4 and approaching 5 hours since she had seen Alan. The time was growing later, and Marie was getting worried.

She looked through the Rolodex and wondered if she should try some of his co-workers. She didn't want anyone to know she couldn't find her husband, but she also was worried about him. Sighing she pushed the numbering system away. Telling herself he just needed time, and he'd be back in the morning. He had to go to work, and she'd call Dr. Lane first thing in the morning. This being Sunday, she knew she was not going anywhere today.

Looking at the time once more, she grabbed her book, and headed to bed. Marie crossed her fingers mentally, hoping that tomorrow Dr. Lane could set her mind at ease, so she could set Alan's at ease also. It wasn't long before she was thinking of holding Alan's child in her arms, and loving it with more love then she thought possible. Touching her small stomach, she whispered words of "I love you," then she stroked her stomach back and forth, "Well little one, he'll be okay, you and I will be fine also, and then we'll come up with a name for you and everything." She put her book away, turned the lights out and fell promptly to sleep.

 

[KoolAid]

"Oh Alan!" She grasp his face with both hands and pulled his head to her busom. "You were honest and she was dishonest! My word."

'It gets even worse. She's probably pregnant by him."

"Great." She thought. "No child support and probably no alimony."

Amanda listened carfully to the muffled voice laying inside her cleavage, and asked enough to learn practically the whole story.

"Why is it that husbands are always the last to know?" Amanda said, as if talking to no one in particular.

"The last to know what?"

"That their wives are having an affair of course."

"They are? Well, it's not like she was having an affair. I mean she saw this man with my permission..my encouragement actually."

"Oh Alan honey, you're so nice, that it's hard for you to believe something staring you in the face. Do you really believe that she and this Wayne character haven't been seeing each other all along?"

"I guess so...yeah...that's what she said."

"Like she told you the truth about the emails?" When he did not reply she lifted his head and deeply kissed him. He responded in kind, but soon pulled away.

"What's wrong?" She asked as her hand traveled up his thigh and found his cock.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie slept fitfully, her mind playing tricks on her, dreams would float in and out of her head, finally at 2:00 am she climbed out of bed. She stared for a moment at the other side of the bed, and laid back down.

Pulling Alan's pillow against her she held it tightly. She was extremely worried about him, she had no clue where he was or what he was doing. Picking up the phone she called the local hospital.

"Hello, I'm looking to see if you have had any patients come in lately?"

She gave them Alan's description, then hung up the phone after they told her no. She called the Police officer she and Alan knew and he too said he had not heard anything about Alan or his car. She thanked him, and he reassured her that if he saw Alan he'd mention that she was looking for him. "Thanks Robert," she hung up the phone.

Moving from the bed to the bathroom, she stumbled, when a pain shot through her stomach. She bent over and held her abdomen tight. Clenching the side of the tub, her knuckles turned white as she rode out the cramp. She breathed through her nose, deep steady breaths.

Her first thoughts were of the baby, and that something wasn't right, but the cramp subsided, so she thought perhaps she had just pulled a muscle. Standing on shaky feet, she got a drink of water, when the cramp slammed into her again.

Screaming she doubled over in pain, as tears fell from her eyes. She whimpered, as the pain racked her body. Shaking she crawled to the side of the tub and leaned against it. Sweat had broken out over her body, looking down her face paled, as blood began to cover the bathroom floor.

She pressed her hand to her stomach, "Please, don't... " she cried. Pushing herself along the floor, she reached her bedroom. The phone was on the stand by her bed and she pulled it down. The stand crashed, the alarm clock fell to pieces and the phone was soon in a heap near her.

Picking it up she called 911, and explained what was happening. The operator spoke with her, and had her lay down on the floor. She explained where the spare key was hidden outside.

Twenty minutes later, Marie was on her way to the hospital. She was praying that their family friend Robert would find Alan. She wasn't sure what was going to happen to their baby, but she needed him with her.

Closing her eyes as another pain ripped through her, she tried to picture the beautiful face of Alan and her child.

 

[KoolAid]

"What's wrong?" She asked as her hand traveled up his thigh and found his cock.

"Hell, darling. I don't know. I have to be at the office in a few hours, and I don't have any change of clothes." He moved her hand away and stood up. "I left home in a huff, with no idea of where I was going or what I was going to do."

"That is certainly understandable."

"I'm going home to pack a suitcase."

"I hope you willl come back here."

"Thanks." He leaned down and kissed her. "Give me a couple of hours."

Alan noticed that several lights were on as he pulled into the driveway, but he had left her on the verge of tears and din't think too much of it, save for the fact he would have to talk; to announce he was leaving. When he walked into the bedroom the busted clock and stand was still strewn across the floor.

"What the hell!" He thought. "It wasn't like her to throw things."

"Marie!" He yelled walking into the bathroom. "Where are you?" The sight of the blood shot through his chest like a bullet. He ran throught the house searching every room quickly, then franctically grabbed the phone.

"911. What is the nature of your emergency?"

"I think something bad has happened to my wife!"

"Sir, we responed to this address an hour ago, and subject was transported."

"Transported?"

"She's at St. Mary's Hospital."

"But why? What happened?"

"Sir, I don't have that information."

He slammed the phone down and ran to his car. His cell phone was sittling on the passengers seat, still hooked to the charger. Scrolling through the stored numbers, he found the hospital and sent the call while pulling onto the street.

"We don't have anyone admitted by that name, but let me check with ER...oh.. here it is. She is in the process of being admitted."

"Can I talk to her?"

"I'm afraid not, but if you're a family member, I can get a message to her. Would you like to leave one."

"Yes. Tell her I'm on my way and...and tell her...I love her?"

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie lay quietly in the hospital bed, the cramps now over, and her body resting underneath the hospital sheets. The doctor was standing beside her, and she was listening, and not hearing all at the same time.

“I've been told your husband is on his way here, so he'll be here soon.”

“I'd rather you tell me now, please, then you can tell him.” She knew what she was going to say, she all ready felt empty inside. “I know he's gone, but why?”

Dr. Lane happened to be on call when she saw Marie wheeled into the ER. She looked at the pale faced women and the chart. She now looked at the same woman, who was not really the same after all.

“Marie, you take a form of birth control pills, known as Progestin-only. They are the ones that come in the 28 day packs.”

She nodded her head yes, whispering, “I have for years.”

Dr. Lane nodded, then continued, “You may have gotten pregnant because of missing the time you took it. If you remember, taking the progestin-only pill is essential and must be done at exactly the same time, if you took one more than three hours from the scheduled time, you could have gotten pregnant. You would have had to work on a back up plan, so as to not become pregnant, for at least 48 hours.”

Marie thought over the times she took the pill, she had not missed a day, but hours, yes, that was possible. She and Alan had gone through some rocky times even prior to the swinging event with Wayne and Anne.

“That explains, how you probably got pregnant, now why you lost the fetus...”

“Baby,” Marie whispered.

Dr. Lane sighed, “The baby was possibly because of the pill also. The likelihood of a tubal pregnancy is greater if you become pregnant while taking the progestin-only pill.”

The doctor stood, and touched her arm, “I'll let you rest and when your husband gets here, I'll talk to him, then send him inside.”

“Doctor?”

“Yes?”

“How far along was I?” Marie wondered.

The doctor touched her hand, “About three weeks, why?”

“When you see my husband, please make sure you tell him that.” She closed her eyes and rolled over. Her heart broken as was her spirit.

 

[KoolAid]

Alan had hurriedly stopped at the entrance desk and received a room number. She appeared to be asleep when he eased the door open. Though he hadn't talked to anyone he was well aware of the ward he was on, and had a pretty good idea of what had happened. He stood by the bed just watching her breathe.

"I'm sorry." He whispered and sat down, pulling the chair close.

The silence was interrupted by the appearance of a nurse entering noisily. Marie opened her eyes and saw him.

"Just let me get your BP and Temp." She said cheefully. "And I'll let you go back to sleep."

Marie pushed the button to bring her head up and sat silently looking at Alan while the thermometer was stuck between her lips. A tear formed at the corner an eye and Alan instinctively reached over and brushed it away with his thumb.

"How are you feeling." He asked when the nurse left the room.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

She stared at him. Words and questions came assailing towards her. Her lip trembled, and she swallowed the tears that threatened to overwhelm her. She looked at the clock, the sun would soon be rising.

Her mind was like a clock. She had woke up at 2:00am, and he had not been home. Marie had worried, and made phone calls. It was now approaching 5:30. Her brows furrowed, and she moved her hand to her now empty body.

Marie couldn't say it, she wanted to tell him everything. Then her heart broke, and she touched his shirt. Her chest squeezed tight, and she looked up to him. She rubbed at the red mark on his clothes, then brought her finger to her eyes.

Closing them, she placed her hand back down. “You were gone a long time, and I went to bed. I woke up and you still weren't home,” her voice barely audible. Marie rubbed the oily cream between her fingers while she spoke.

“I had these cramps,” her body shuddered, and she took another gasping breath. “You weren't there Alan.” A tear fell down her cheek.

“The ambulance came, and,” she stopped for a moment, bit her lip and continued. “Dr. Lane said it was probably my birth control. Because I hadn't taken them within three hours of their scheduled time, then it increased my risk of pregnancy.”

She looked at her husband, his accusing words filled her mind, her fingers worked the red, creamy lipstick between her fingers. “The Doctor says the 'fetus', OUR Baby, was approximately three weeks old.” Her head hurt, and she wiped the lipstick on her hospital sheet, leaving a red streak clashing with the crisp white linen. She rolled over and closed her eyes. “I need to sleep Alan, you can talk to the Doctor on your way out. You weren't there when I needed you, I don't need you now either.”

Marie looked at the now faint pink on her fingers and felt the tears trying to escape, but once more she held them back. She laid there, and looked at her fingers, and felt her world begin to crumble. The sun started to peak over the skyline, and she only wanted to get lost in it.

 

[KoolAid]

“I need to sleep Alan, you can talk to the Doctor on your way out. You weren't there when I needed you, I don't need you now either.”

"I can understand that; and perhaps some day you will understand my feelings." He stood up and looked towards the door. "But right now. the only important thing is for you to rest and get better. "You may not need me, but you need somebody, so I'll just sit here."

Alan sat back down, leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes, wondering how he and Marie had arrived in this position. All he had originally wanted was to open up new horizons; to expand their experiences, meet new people, and learn new things. Sleep took hold and soon, his was experiencing REMS.

The first thing he saw was a flash of light on the Eastern horizon, accompanied by a trumpet blare, and thunderous words.

"BEHOLD! AN ANGEL OF THE LORD!"

Instantaneously, a person dressed in sneakers, kakis, and light blue shirt appeared. He or she had brown hair, a little long for a man, a little short for a woman.

"Hi." He/She said. "My name is Pat. I'm an angel, sent to help in your journey."

'My journey?" He looked toward Marie, and with widening scared eyes, realized she had heard nothing. "Uh ...listen. I know wasn't perfect..and...and this swinging thing...well...I think the devil made me do it."

Pat laughed. "You're not dead silly. We're just going on a journey."

"Oh..ok. Where are we going?"

There was no answer. Instead he immediately found himself as part of some whirling vortex, and within what seemed as only a couple of seconds, he was floating above a strange planet.

"Wow, how did we do that? You don't even have wings."

"Wings are midieval. Today we use worm holes."

Somehow, he was able to discern all the tv and radio broadcasts. The tv stations were presenting Oprah Winfrey, Dr. Phil, Regis and Kelly, and the like. The radio stations were playing Barry Manilow, Roger Whitaker, and Neil Diamond love ballads.

"NOOO! Sceamed Alan. "I wasn't that bad. Please don't send me there."

"I'm telling you one more time. You're not dead. This is not Hell."

The radio and tv broadcasts faded out and the voices of the inhabitants became audible. They were all feminine.

("Talk to me." "Tell me how you really feel." "You don't listen." "Why don't you ever change diapers?" "It would be nice if you washed dishes every now and then." "Hold me." "Let's go out." "I feel your pain.")

"I feel your pain?" Alan asked. "That sounded like a man."

"Nevermind that. There are some revelations that are beyond even us."

Suddenly, they were once again in the vortex and quickly arrived at another strange planet. He was struck by the complexity of the radio and tv broadcasts. They seemed to address all the major issues with depth and complexity; sports, food, beer, and sex.

("There's a good game on tonight." "BUURRRP." "Pull my finger." "Rrrrmpp." "What's for dinner?' "Show me those titties." "I got something you can put those lips around." "But will you move over so I can see the game.?")

"One more short trip." Pat said, and they were once again vortex traveling, and for the first time, Alan was familiar with the planet over which they were hovering.

'That's Earth." He said.

"Right." Replied Pat. "What have you learned?"

Alan's brow furrowed in thought, and slowly started to nod his head. "I think I've goit it." He said.

"What have you got?"

"Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus." He scratched the back of his head. "But men and women are from Earth. And we must all recognize that..men and women must make that recognition......Sometimes, I want to be heard and understood too."

His head fell forward causing his uvula and soft pallet to collapse on the back wall of the upper airway, and he awoke with a start. Marie was still asleep.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie awoke with a start, her mind not grasping where she was. Then she remembered, and closed her eyes, once more. She laid there for a while, then rolled over. Her husband still sat there, the smudge of lipstick still glaring at her.

She bit her lip, and asked the dreaded question, “Where were you?”

Marie feared the answer, and prayed to God it wasn't what it looked like. They had been happy once and now, nothing was right. A spider web was holding their lives together and with the wrong words its soft silk would tear and they'd fall apart.

“What had you been doing?”

The beat of her heart hurt her chest, and she felt nausea in her belly, as her mind pictured her husband, and some mythical face without out a name, making love to her Alan. “Who were you with, while our baby was... ” She choked on the words, and the tears finally fell. “Where were you!?”

 

[KoolAid]

"I was with a friend, but that's not important now. When you are better and ready, we will talk." He rose from his chair and stretched. "How are you feeling? Can I get you anything?"

He wanted to continue, to let her know exactly where he stood, to find out exactly where she was, to explore the possibiltity of saving their marriage, but it just did not appear to be the right time.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

A friend, she thought. The lipstick screamed at her, it told her what he wouldn't. Marie had no words for him. Her whole body hurt, and she felt so lost and alone. She shouldn't feel that way. Alan was her husband, he was supposed to be there for her, and instead he was in the arms of another women.

Her lips trembled, and she wiped her eye. "Do you even care?" She asked him, as her breath hitched in her throat. "You haven't shed a tear, so you either still don't believe it was ours or you didn't really want the baby in the first place?"

"A friend?" she asked. "Obviously one that likes red lipstick. Not important? Well, she must have been pretty fuckin' important for you to run to her as soon as we have a fight! How many times had you run to her before?"

She felt all the anger inside spill out, and she screamed at him, "Was it payback for fucking Wayne? Was it? Did you think that since I slept with him, I slept with others?"

Marie grabbed the rails of her bed, and pulled herself up, a pain in her abdomen squeezed the breath from her body. She tensed, then held up her hand, in case Alan tried to help her.

"I never cheated on you, if you decide not to believe me that is up to you. This child was yours if you chose not to believe me that is also up to you. I never fucked Wayne before, ask him, and ask Anne. I have never been with anyone but you, before him."

She glared at him, "Go back to your whore, and get out!"

 

[OnHarry]

The next morning, even though it was a day off for them both, Wayne was up and around early, he fed the cat, and then made coffee, and then he checked his Email, and did not see an answer to the last one he had sent to Marie. He wondered if indeed that Anne was right and Marie had lost interest, he hardly found that credible given the way she had acted when they were together.

He contemplated sending another Email, but he didn't want to seem like a lovesick teenager so instead he thought about something he could say, some excuse to contact her, and looking about he had it.

Wayne picked up the phone and called Alan and Marie's house, and when the message machine came on, which surprised him at eight am on a workday, he said, "hi you guys, just wanted to let you know that Alan forgot his sport coat, if you want I could deliver it, or you could pick it up, in any event let me know, you have the number I beleive, bye for now."

He hung up and thought to himself that was pretty lame, bordering on desperation.

 

[OnHarry]

Sometime later Anne showed up in her dressing gown, plumped herself down on the couch and said, "I am here you may serve me my coffee."

Wayne smiled and said, "of course my dear," and he went to the kitchen and got her a cup, bringing in some cinnamon rolls he had purchased yesterday. As he sat them down beside her he asked, "you got any plans for today?"

"I was meeting Earl for lunch, he has the day off to. Then I don't know, maybe I'll bring him back here for a threesome." Seeing Wayne's eyebrows raised she said, "or not, if that's a problem."

Wayne thought for a minute as she had said before that Earl was up for that but Wayne had balked for some reason. "I don't know why it is, you say you always like bigger guys, and yet most of the time you end up with short ones like Earl, excepting Alan of course."

"Yea funny how that works out isn't it. The thing I like about Earl is he is much like you in that he loves doing oral on a woman and he's good at it too, even if he is a bit short."

"In all departments," asked Wayne.

"Yep, has a little five incher maybe a bit shorter, but fairly thick, he does oral forever and when he senses something that works well he knows enough to do more of it. Last time he made me cum three times before he ever put it in me."

Wayne was thoughtful for a minute and finally said, "well why not, tell him I am up for the threesome when you meet him, and if he wants bring him back here. If for any reason he gets cold feet though, than call me on the cell phone and I will make myself scarce for a few hours while you have your wicked way with him."

Anne smiled and said, "looks like I win either way, but okay that's what I'll do."

Wayne looked at her for a second and then asked her, "what you got under that robe there?"

"Just me, why?"

"Oh I don't know I thought maybe I might warm you up a bit." Wayne got on his knees and walked on all fours the short distance to the couch.

"I've got morning breath silly."

"I wasn't planning on kissing your mouth." As he got up to her he pulled her robe apart undoing the belt and exposed her to him and then he spread her legs gently and moved in and started to slowly lick her shaved lips.

Anne tryed to act nonchalant, and sipped her coffee while he licked and sucked and chewed on her pussy, but finally she had to put the coffee down and just laid her head back and took it all in."

When he made her climax a few minutes later Wayne said, "I won't screw just now I will save that for later, see you after lunch." He left her there with her robe open and her legs spread, feeling satisfied and yet not quite. However Anne knew that one way or another she would have both Wayne and Earl in her today.

 

[Babette_____]

Anne watched Wayne walk away, her body aching for release. She looked at the time, she could easily finish the job and bring on another series of orgasms. Deciding against she finished the coffee and headed towards her bedroom. Grabbing a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, she tossed them on, and then picked up her keys.

She had a few errands to do before heading to the cafe to meet Earl for lunch. The loan on the house needed to be paid, and then there were her birth control pills that needed restocked. She wasn't getting pregnant by anyone not even her husband. They lived enough of a soap opera life as it was.

As the errands started to wind down, her thoughts traveled to her own body. She was curious as to what Alan had found not worth sampling twice. Sure it was just sex, but fuck, even a girl that likes sex wants to feel she's worth coming back for. Perhaps, she was over reacting, and she should call him and talk with him. She couldn't even remember if she had responded to his crypt email.

Pulling into the parking lot, she noticed Earl talking to some young blonde woman. “Shit,” she thought, then shut the engine off. She glanced in the mirror and noticed a few crows feet around her eyes, and a few forming near her lips. Then she looked to the perky titted bimbo. Was that her problem? Did Alan find her not young enough? Maybe that was his problem with his wife to? Was he wanting a younger fuck?

Opening the car, she pulled her low cut T-shirt down and showed enough of her own twin globes, to give the inexperienced bitch some competition. She had no intention of sharing Earl with some unknown hoe. Walking up to the couple, she wedged between them, and pushed her tongue into Earl's mouth, while grinding her hips against his cock.

“Hey baby, miss me?” she purred, then turned to look at the stunned expression on the little blonde's face.

Earl smirked and ran his hand over Anne's ass. “Always, lover.”

The blonde glared at Anne and turned back toward the cafe. “You weren't thinking of replacing me were you baby?”

“Nope, she'd want a commitment, you just want to fuck.”

Anne smiled, “And that makes me your kinda girl,” she winked. Taking his hand she pressed it against her wet cunt. “I don't want food, sweets.”

Earl grinned and pushed his palm against her denim, clad pussy. “Then let me eat, because I'm hungry.” He pushed harder against her.

“How about you and Wayne both enjoy something to eat today?” She cocked her brow and waited for his answer.
Earl thought a minute, then shrugged his shoulders. “I think that is a fine plan.” His cock leapt, at the idea of sucking Anne's pussy while she sucked on Wayne's rod. He loved fucking her cunt with his mouth, and he hadn't had a threesome in a long time. Thoughts of the little blonde from earlier rolled into his mind, and he wondered if he'd get Anne to fuck her sometime with him.

Each of them kissed the other, then moved back to their cars. Earl stopped by and grabbed a Value Meal from Mickie D's, on his way to Wayne and Anne's place. Anne pulled out her cell phone and called Wayne, “Hey Hon, we're on our way over. And I think your cock should be hard when I get there, because I don't want to waste any time!” She hit the end call button without hearing his reply to her last comment. Wayne would be ready, she knew he wanted her bad enough, and she knew his cock would be poised and ready for her mouth.

 

[KoolAid]

She glared at him, "Go back to your whore, and get out!"

“Maybe you’ll feel different later, but I will honor your feelings. Before I leave, there are some things that need to be said. First, there are many failures and regrets on my part, but “Not Being There” is not one of them. You had a miscarriage, and it breaks by heart, because I think we could have been great parents. It breaks my heart for you because I know for a fact that you’ve had growing maternal instincts. But I did not cause it.

True, I was not home at the time but there were legitimate reasons. Number One, you had been having a cyber affair and by keeping it secret, committed deceit. Two, you lied to me about the content of Wayne’s email even though we had just made a pact to be totally honest with each other about what we were doing. Three, after all these years of marriage in which you were never close to pregnant, you make an out-of-the-blue announcement. To imply that I should not have strong suspicions is totally unrealistic, and needing time away in which to process overload was legitimate. So, if we have any chance, you’re going to have to let go of this “victim” status you seem to be relishing in.

You know, you’ve never asked me to scratch your left shoulder blade, and I insisted on scratching your right. There was always communication. Down...up...to the right, until I was scratching the right place. That happened through good communications and feedback. Apparently, we’ve gone for years in which I failed to meet certain needs, but hell, I didn’t know it. If you think that I would not have responded to your communications concerning this, then you don’t know me.”

He got up, walked to the door and turned around.

“I’ll worry about you. I love you. But I’m not going to get into some codependent dance by calling constantly. I’m going home to pack, and I’ll leave my number as soon as I know it. In the meantime, there’s my cell and work number. When and if you’d like to do some honest dealing with our issues just let me know and I’ll come running.”

The door closed behind him, and as he walked down the hallway and entered the elevator, he was hoping he had enough strength to stay true to his word.

 

[KoolAid]

Ooc

"I don't know why it is, you say you always like bigger guys, and yet most of the time you end up with short ones like Earl, excepting Alan of course."

Thank you. I needed that, even if it is ficticious.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie layed back down, and thought over what he said. He was leaving her. He loved her, and he was leaving her. He never answered about where he'd been or who he'd been with, so again she was left to wonder.

Pulling the call button she waited for the nurse to return. As she did, she thought of everything he had said. When had they stopped communicating? When had it become apparent that something was wrong? She felt so empty inside not just from the loss of the child, but the loss of her heart.

Marie heard the room of her door open and wiped her eyes. The nurse came in and asked what was needed. "I was wondering when I can go home?"

She looked at her chart and said, "The doctor has ordered you to stay here for the rest of today and you can go home tomorrow."

"Thank you."

Marie waited till the nurse to leave before pulling the phone to her side. She wanted to talk to Alan, she needed him. As soon as he left she knew she'd do whatever he wanted her to do, be whatever he wanted her to be.

Hopefully she could reach him, before it was to late. She called home, and left a message, "Alan, I'm sorry." Her voice broke, "Please don't leave, I love you and your right, I need you, and Oh God, Alan please don't leave me." The sobs raged through her body, then she added. "I love you and I'm so sorry."

She dialed his cell phone, and left a voice mail, "Alan, I left you a message at home. Please come back to the hospital, I want us to talk. I don't want you to leave. I love you."

Marie called his work and left a message with his boss. "Hi, could you have Alan call me, he knows where I am. It's very important."

"An emergency?" the man on the other end said.

She bit back the choking sob, "Oh yes, please he needs to come here to where I'm at. I'm not at the house, he knows that. Please he needs to get this message."

After she hung up the phone she waited, the noise of the TV, not reaching her. She wanted her husband, and for the first time in her life, she was scared she'd lose him. Her fingers toyed with the ring on her hand.

Picking up the phone she placed two more calls. Getting Wayne's answering machine, she left her message. "Wayne, I don't want to see you anymore."

She had done it. She had ended it with him. Calling Alan she phoned the house number again, and once more she reached the machine. "Alan, I told Wayne I didn't want to see him anymore. I love you and no one else. God Alan, please."

This time she pushed the phone away and rolled to face it. Marie wanted it there, so when Alan called she could tell him how sorry she was. She'd do whatever he wanted, she'd go back to the life they led, and she'd be good. She loved him, and she was his wife, and she'd work very hard to be a good one this time. Having failed, she didn't want to fail again.

 

[KoolAid]

After he checked into his room, Alan had called and left a message at his workplace announcing that he would not be able to make it in that morning. He placed the phone back into it's cradle and began to remove his clothes for a quick shower and some sweet sleep. Glancing at the cell phone, he noticed that the battery was dead, and reached into his bag for the charger. When he connected the phone, a "Missed 1 Call" message flashed. It was from Marie.

"I left before she could reply." He thought. "Am I up to being chewed out again?"

He thought about it and realized he was falling into a familiar behavior pattern, and that was jumping to conclusions. She might be sicker. Something may have happend? Call her and just listen.

There was only one ring before she answered.

"Marie, are you OK?" He asked.

"The doctor said I could go home tomorrow."

"That's wonderful. I'm glad you're feeling better. You are feeling better aren't you? Because if you're not, I'll talk to the doctor. I mean...maybe you should talk to the doctor."

"No darling, I am ok?"

"Darling? What are you saying?"

"I love you."

"I'll be there in a few."

An hour later he eased her room door open.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie looked at him, as he eased into the room. She closed her eyes, then opened them. As if in a dream or another world she saw everything. Her life with him, and her life without him. She hated the last pictures. Full of heartache and grief a woman stood alone and lost.

"I'm sorry," she started, as a tear ran down her cheek. She could tell he wanted to speak and she held up her finger, asking silently for one moment. Taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes, and asked him to sit down beside her.

Alan moved to take the chair, and she patted her hand on the edge of her bed, "Please?"

He sat down where she was, and looked at her.

"I've made mistakes, and I've screwed up, but the one thing I have never done wrong was marry you. I love you with every being in my soul and I don't know how we got here, I just know I want it fixed."

She wiped the tears from her eyes, and took his hand in her's. "Alan, first I cheated on you, not physically ever. I never met any man including Wayne, and I never cheated on you in the real life sense. So when I tell you the baby was yours, it truly was."

Marie saw something in his eyes, and she hopped it was realization that she spoke the truth. "When you came to me wanting to "Swing," I was surprised, and yes shocked, and hurt." She hung her head, "I know I had no right to be, but I was just the same."

"I didn't plan on meeting him online, it wasn't my intention. I was bored one night, and it happened, we chatted, we clicked and the fantasies he gave me, were something we were missing."

He cocked a brow at her, but continued to listen to her. "I don't know why or when, but slowly you stopped touching me, holding me, or even taking the time to cuddle or caress. We had sex, you held me, said nothing... went to the bathroom, then said goodnight. I got no I love you, no kisses... it felt like I was just there for you to get off."

She thought she saw anger, and she squeezed his hand, "Please, stay and listen. It wasn't all your fault, it was mine also. I didn't tell you something was missing. I didn't share it with you that there was a problem. I accepted it, and I didn't want to confront the problem. So I found Wayne. When the swinging thing came up, it was a way to have one of my fantasies fulfilled. It was wrong and I'm sorry."

Looking at him, she tried to tell him how much she loved him. "Alan, I called him, and left a message on his machine. I've told him, I won't see him again."

Marie had said only a little and she had so much more to share, but she felt it was his turn to talk. With a heavy sigh, and a squeeze to his hand, she released her hold on him, and placed her hand on her lap.

"Your turn, and then I still have more to say. But I do love you more then anything in this world."

 

[OnHarry]

“Hey Hon, we're on our way over. And I think your cock should be hard when I get there, because I don't want to waste any time!” She hit the end call button without hearing his reply to her last comment. Wayne would be ready, she knew he wanted her bad enough, and she knew his cock would be poised and ready for her mouth.

Wayne smiled when she hung up, he was horny and had, had a semi hard on all morning after he had eaten her. He decided to put off what he was doing just now, and tried to forget that he had no reply from Marie yet that he was aware of.

When Anne arrived she walked in and he smiled when he saw her. She was definitly horny as she had this sort of flush in her cheeks when she entered and seemed a bit hyper. Making to remove her t shirt as soon as she walked in Wayne said, "no leave it on till lover boy gets here, I have thought about this and I have it mapped out."

Anne amost giggled at this, said, "aye aye captain, think you could find me a glass of wine while I wait?"

"With pleasure maam." Wayne left the room and Anne sat down on the sofa absent mindly rubbing her left breast through her tshirt and paper thin bra. By the time Wayne returned with the glass Earl rang the bell.

"Shall I let him in?" he asked playfully.

"Shit, what do you think of course," she said with mock severity, and a bit of edginess brought on by her state of arousal.

Earl walked in smiling,he had eaten his happy meal in the car on the way over here and said, "hi, and where do we start?"

"Well," said Wayne, "in this sort of situation I tend to think it is all about the lady, so we do wahtever it is we have to, to please her."

"Gotcha," answered Earl, "so where do you want to start."

"Take her one hand Earl," which he did while Wayne took the other one, "follow me," and between the two of them they went together, Wayne leading with one hand and Earl coming behind with the other one and Anne building to a state of excitement she had not experienced for some time.

They went to the bedroom, and when they were there with Anne standing at the foot of the bed her eyes shining, Wayne said," we have to undress her first."

So he slowly, agonizingly slow for Anne, took the side of her t shirt closest to him and started to lift it, Earl took his cue from Wayne and did the same on his side, until they pulled her shirt over her head messing her dark hair in the process. Then Wayne reached around behind her, and undid the clasp of her bra, and as it went limp on her shoulders, Earl slowly, pushed his side forward and as it started to fall Wayne did like wise pushing it fully off exposing her breasts.

Wayne reached out and twirled the closest nipple to him and Earl who had no problem figuring this out did the same mirroring what Wayne did. Then with his free hand Wayne managed with some difficulty to undo the button over the fly on Anne's shorts, and Earl used his to pull the zipper down. Since they were sort of baggy anyway they fell of their own accord to the floor.

Anne had on a small pair of panties that matched her bra, not a thong, but very high cut on the hips and barely covering her buttocks. Earl took the lead this time and placed his thumb inside the elastic and started to gently but firmly tug downward on them. Wayne aided him on his side and soon the were around her ankles with her shorts.

Wayne then smiling at his nude wife and her fascination with, her so far fully clothed lovers, gently pushed her shoulders which meant he wanted her to lie on the bed. She did so and he got beside her, Earl followed suit and got on the other side and between the two of them they started sucking a nipple each, each one playing with their respective nipple the way they liked, Anne the happy recipient. Earl took the lead here and while he sucked his hand went down to Anne's shaved pussy, followed closely by Wayne.

So Anne had two mouths on her breasts, and two hands working her very wet pussy, and two erect cocks waiting to enjoy her.

 

[Babette_____]

Anne was in heaven. Each push of a finger brought shivers of delight to her body. She was hot and needy. Sexually hungry, and on fire inside. Her hips lifted and drove into the fingers, and pure bliss threatened to overwhelm her.

Her pussy was being simultaneously assaulted by her lovers, and she felt each man's digit sliding and maneuvering her body. Anne swallowed her moans, and her hands soon moved down to her breasts. She teased each one working the nipples with pulls and tweaks. Her nails grazed her skin, and the ridges of the rosy crests began to ache and throb.

She felt one man's finger move to slide into the hole, while the other fucked her clit, soon she was thrashing, and moaning.

“Oh, fuck yes!” she screamed out. Her hips rising and falling. She felt the movements of her body and did nothing to slow them. Soon the rubbing on her clit increased and she looked down to see Wayne's hand in a blur of movement.

Earl's finger was fucking her hole fast and hard, and Anne was loving every moment.

“Don't stop! Oh fuck, don't stop!” she growled out as her back arched and her head rolled back and forth. Her fingers manipulated the hard buds, while her pussy released more hot juices of honey against their fingers.

 

[OnHarry]

Wayne moved his attention momentarily to Annes breasts again and pushing her hand away with his head, he started to suck very hard on her nipple, as Earl follewed suit, Wayne said to him, "slow down she is almost there."

Earl who was familiar with Anne's explosive orgarsms grinned and did as he was asked, slowing his finger fucking to a barely perceptible movement inside Anne, While Wayne stopped his rapid action fingering of her clitoris, and massaged it slowly.

Anne reacted accordingly, "you bastards."

The two working her breasts and pussy smiled and kept at their slower regimen, until Anne burst in a wild fit of orgasmic release, thrashing and moaning fit to wake the dead. After she had subsided, and it seemed like it went on for five minutes, she lay back almost exhausted.

Wayne smiled in an evil fashion saying, "you aren't done yet, we have a lot more in store for you, don't we Earl?"

"Sure do, but I get dibs on the pussy first, if you don't mind."

"Not at all, not at all," and with that Wayne stood up and started to undress. Earl did likewise though a bit less brazenly than Wayne did. Anne watched happily as they both undressed, untill they were both nude, two cocks hard as a rock and dripping with anticipation.

Earl, did as he said but instead of entering her, he moved to Anne's pussy, and started eating her in the way he knew she liked. Wayne admired his technique he obviously knew his way around Anne's nether regions and before she could admonish him for not screwing her, she was starting to writhe again.

Wayne took the opportunity to get on his knees beside the bed and placed his erection within easy reach of Anne's moaning mouth, saying,"we don't want to disturb the nieghbours, now do we, you better take this in your mouth, and willingly Anne turned her head and started to feast on Waynes hard dripping cock.

In the meantime Earl was feasting himself on his favourite dish, Anne's wet pussy.

 

[Babette_____]

Wayne's cock found a home in Anne's mouth, and she finally got to do her own bit of teasing. Though the mouth working her pussy was a great distraction, she knew having her husband's cock in her mouth was just as nice.

Twisting her body slightly she moved and grabbed his balls with one hand. Her fingers trapped the velvet package and began to the two circles in between each finger. Anne moved her head up and down on his cock, sucking the head and swirling the tip with her tongue.

Her hips lifted, and fell as Earl cleaned her cum soaked pussy. Anne felt the sweep of his mouth covering her mound, and she sucked harder on the cock wedged between her lips. She deep throated his shaft, a number of times, then released it.

Her smile lit up as she sucked on his balls, pushing and massaging them with her tongue. She sucked firmly, and used her hand to stroke his cock. Earl had a hard time keeping up with her wiggling, but he managed just fine to suit Anne's cunt.

Hot and wet the woman was fucked by her lover, and her mouth was just as hot and wet on her husband's rock, hard penis. Anne felt the velvet package becoming more tight, and it acted like it wanted to retract from her mouth. Refusing it the chance to escape her, she buried her mouth deeper up to his body.

Air from her nose blew over the hairs of his sex, and brought a shudder to Wayne's body. Earl began to suck and knead her clit with his mouth, and tongue. Anne left her husband's balls, and swallowed his cock once more. She could feel the rush of blood in the veins of his shaft, and she wanted to suck the cum from his body, and swallow that too.

She deep throated him, letting the head slam into the back of her throat and force her jaw to open more and take him deeper then before. Her lips engulfed him, and clamped down at the base of his balls. Earl's finger once more found her pussy, and he sucked, bit, and fucked her letting more liquid fire escape.

 

[OnHarry]

When Anne deep throated Waynes swollen erection it caught him by surprise, it shouldn't have, she often did that, but for some reason it always did. He tried mightily to restrain himself, but after a few seconds of her attention he felt his scrotum tighten and a familiar tingling in the end of his cock, and then it hit with a rush, a long climax that felt great, and went directly into Anne's throat.

He was overcome breifly, and then he pulled it out of her mouth and milked his cock to force the last bit of cum to the tip, which Anne licked off with a gleeful smile.

Earl to his credit didn't miss a beat, and continued what he loved, and did best, his attention to Anne's pussy, alternatly licking, nibbling sucking in and generally ravishing her with his mouth.

Wayne after his cock was cleaned off by Anne's tongue, sat back on the far side of the bed and watched Earl eating his wife like a man possessed, which he no doubt was. Wayne's erection had shrunk down to half size, and lay there flexible and relaxed. Recovery was inevitable but obviously it took longer now than it had twenty years ago.

Wayne enjoyed this part of a threesome, having climaxed and sitting back and watching another man satisfying his wife, and Earl was doing that in spades. Her attention to Wayne's cock removed now Anne had nothing to do but concentrate on the short man who was eating her so expertly. She was writhing and building to a huge climax.

When it came he had an idea that usually got him back into trim again. He would have Earl move up and let Anne suck his short but reasonably thick cock, while Wayne replaced him at her pussy. She would get Earl off proabably fairly quickly and by then the taste of his wifes sweet treasure would have inflamed his passion to the point where his erection was once more functional.

His idea being that when she climaxed the the next time, providing he had reached a stage of sufficient hardness, he would move up and enter her for the first time with hjis renewed vigour. He would take a long time to climax again, so she would get a long screw and Earl a chance to recover before he entered her.

If things wemt well, he and Earl could tag team Anne all afternoon, which was no doubt what she wanted, he proabaly wouldn't climax more than once more maybe a third time if it went very well but he could maintian the erection for a lonf sustained period, though he wasn't sure about Earl in that regard, as he was a bit older than Wayne, and maybe his expertise with his tongue stemmed from the fact he was not able to sutain an erection for a longer period. Of course right now Earl was erect.