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We Need to Separate... 01

By: mikoli5763



I had been casting from the front casting position in our tournament quality bass boat while my identical twin brother Aaron casted from the rear position when he started the conversation that would change both our lives and the relationship the four of us had shared for the past six years. We were pre-fishing before the next bass tournament we were entered in and that was the only reason he would be talking while we fished.

"Hey Adam, you'll never guess who I ran into at the convenience store last week."

"Okay, I'll bite. Was it Martin "don't call me Marty" Banks?"

"NO! Why would I want you do know about seeing him?"

"I thought maybe he was ready to apologize after all these years for blaming us for Marty Jr.'s death!"

"Well, it wasn't him. Think female, not male if that helps any."

"Okay, was it Cindy "you two sons of a bitch tried to trick me" Collins, no wait her married name is Henderson now, isn't it? We never did figure out how she knew it wasn't you who showed up for that second date when I did. I still get goose bumps every time I hear a front door slam from the way she slammed her momma's front door in my face that night!"

 "NO! It wasn't her either. You want to give up or you want to try again?"

"No, I think I'll take one more guess. It could only be one more female then anyway. Marge "you two are the reason I'm a cock hungry slut" Hurst!"

 "Yeah, it was her and she looks better now than she did in high school! She's lost about fifty pounds since then and those big 36DD's are even more noticeable now than they were back then! She hinted around about us getting together with her again while her husband watched, but I told her our wives would castrate us both if they even thought we'd done something like that again!"

"I guess you and Mary have talked about what we used to do before you met her and I met Angie, then? I told Angie on our third date after we'd worn each other out fucking in that two bedroom apartment you and I shared before I moved in with Angie in her apartment. I promised her you and I wouldn't do that to her or Mary!"

 When we were in high school, if one of us got lucky with a girl, we both did. If one of us took a girl out and got shot down, the other one would try his luck with her. Cindy Collins was the only girl who ever figured out how to tell us apart and even though we both tried to get her to tell us how she did it; she never did. 

Marge Slagle had been my date for homecoming when Aaron and I were seniors and she'd been a junior. She and I had went to the local lovers' lane after the game and fucked each other into exhaustion in the back of the Ford Town and Country station wagon that our dad had given me and Aaron when we got our drivers' licenses at sixteen. Aaron had taken her out the next week and did the same thing. She cornered us in the back stairwell and told us if we didn't want her telling our parents what we'd done to her; we'd both better show up for the date Aaron had made with her for Saturday night. She was the first girl we ever double teamed and she loved it so much, she continued to let us double team her every Friday or Saturday night the rest of the school year and the entire summer between graduation and the beginning of mine and Aaron's college careers. We never saw her again after we left for college and she moved when her dad got transferred by his company a week before her senior year would have started.

Aaron and I found two more girls who would let us double team them while we were away at college, one in our sophomore year and one in our senior year. Monica Sparks didn't return to school our junior year and after graduation we never saw Janice Worthington again. 

Aaron and I both were 6'3" tall, weighed 230 pounds plus or minus ten pounds depending on the season, had the same blue eyes, blond hair, well-muscled, athletic bodies both in high school and the present. Besides Cindy, our parents were the only other people we knew on Earth who could tell us apart with just a glance, not even our wives. We both had gotten good grades in school and didn't have to help each other with tests and stuff like you sometimes read about identical twins doing for each other; but we still went into each other's classes for the thrill of it. We had both gone to the state university on football scholarships where I got a degree in computer science and Aaron got a degree in electrical engineering. We had gotten lucky and went to work for the same company after graduating college and met our wives at the same party two months after graduating. 

Angela Simpkins was the type of woman Aaron and I both had dated all through high school and college. She was 6' tall, had long brown hair, a beautiful face, a muscular yet curvaceous body, and the most important attribute or I should say attributes of the entire package that was her body; those 38DD breasts that were still standing up and out from her chest and which I would find out could do it without support when she was naked on our third date.

Her friend and apartment mate, Mary Jenkins, was the complete opposite of Angie and I was a little surprised that Aaron was attracted to her. Mary was 5'2" tall, had blond hair that was cut short, slim of build, flat as a board in the chest, narrow hips, skinny legs, what everyone would call a petite woman. Neither Aaron nor I had ever dated a woman that looked like her, yet they hit it off that first night like Angie and I did. We began double dating together after that night, got engaged on the same night, and had a double wedding a year after that first night. I moved in with Angie and Mary moved in with Aaron three months after we started dating. The four of us had been vacationing, socializing, and doing almost everything together since that first meeting. Sex was the one thing we hadn't done as a foursome together. We had always separated either by one couple going home or retiring to their own bedroom if vacationing together and I had thought that it would continue to be that way until that fateful late summer afternoon.

"Marge said we both knew she was the best fuck we'd ever had and we shouldn't turn her down. I told her she was the second best fuck I'd had and that shut her up."

"I guess you told her Mary was the best fuck you'd ever had, didn't you?"

"NO! I didn't tell her any such thing. I didn't say anything else to her after I told her she was number two on my best fucks list. I paid for my gas and left her standing there with her mouth open."

"Okay, but Mary is number one on your best fucks list, right?"

"Actually, Mary barely makes it into the top five. If she didn't know how to give a mean blowjob, she'd be in the next five on my top ten list."

"Well, if Mary's not..."

I don't know if all identical twins have a weird type of mental telepathy or just Aaron and I did; but I didn't even have to finish the question because I saw the answer in my mind's eye and it broke my heart.

"You fucked Angie last month at the condo before I got there! How could you do that to me, Aaron?! You knew Angie was off limits! We need to go, right now!"

"NO! We're not going anywhere until we talk. I love you, Adam, and you know it! I didn't plan on what happened between me, Mary, and Angie to happen; but it did and now we have to deal with it so we can put it behind us and continue being brothers and good husbands to our wives. I don't think Angie was going to tell you, but I couldn't live with myself if I didn't come clean to you. Angie loves you and what happened last month hasn't changed that! Adam! Please Adam, say something!"

 I don't know if Aaron didn't realize what he'd said or if he thought I hadn't caught it; but I heard it clear as a bell. Angie hadn't only had sex with Aaron; she'd had sex with Mary, too. I couldn't say anything because my mind was numb. Angie and I had what I had thought was the best marriage on the planet. We communicated with each other, unlike so many other married couples we knew. Angie knew everything about my past including my sexual history (I had even told her about the same sex activities that Aaron and I had done together when we first went through puberty. 

When we found the nudity magazines that our dad began leaving out for us to see, we stopped playing with each other and started pursuing girls. I hadn't done or even had thoughts about doing anything with a man since my first piece of pussy and didn't think Aaron had either.) , my hopes, dreams, fears, and fantasies; and I thought she'd told me everything also. She'd never mentioned having any type of sexual relationship with another woman or any desire or fantasy of having one.

"Tell me what went on and don't leave out one detail! I don't know which one is greater right now, my anger or my hurt! The two people I loved and trusted more than anyone else betrayed me! I don't know what I'll do about Angie, but with you being honest and not lying or trying to hide anything from me; you know I'll probably forgive you some day when the anger and pain are gone! Dang it Aaron, how did it happen?"

"Adam, I know you're mad and hurting and you have every right to have those feelings, but believe me when I tell you: It wasn't my fault! If you need someone to blame, blame Mary and Angie! Mary and I were in the master suite because it was our turn to have it and we were in the middle of making love when Angie opened the door to the bedroom without knocking. I was sucking on Mary's clit when Angie opened the door and saw what we were doing. When she stood there for a moment watching us, Mary told her to both leave and close the door behind her or get naked and join us. The next thing I know Angie's naked on the bed placing her pussy over Mary's face and Mary's ordering me to ignore Angie and continue eating her pussy till she cums or I won't see her pussy again the rest of the vacation! I did what every guy in the world would have done, even you Adam, I got back to eating my wife's pussy.

I wasn't going to do anything with Angie, I swear, but Mary again threatened me with no pussy if I didn't fuck her friend while she watched! Angie was begging me to fuck her, too so I fucked Angie while she ate Mary's pussy! You know you'd have done the same thing! I'll tell you something else, too! The way they ate each other out, I guarantee you it wasn't the first time they'd done each other, either! The three of us got into every conceivable combination two women and one man could get into that night without any sex toys being involved and finally fell asleep from exhaustion around 3 A.M. That's why all three of us were dragging around when you got there at noon that Saturday! I haven't been anywhere near Angie without you being there since that night!  Adam, you know I'm telling you the truth!"

 Yes, through that weird telepathy that I mentioned earlier, I did know that Aaron was telling me the truth. I also saw what he was thinking right at that moment.

"You want me to have a night with the two of them like you had so we'll be even, Aaron! I can see it as plain as if I'd thought of it myself! I guess the anger and shock hadn't let my mind go there yet! I need to know two things, Aaron, have Angie and Mary been having a lesbian relationship the entire time we've been married and did you use condoms when you were fucking Angie?"

"I don't know about since we've been married, but I'd bet my share of our royalty checks that they at least had one before we got married! No, I didn't! You know Mary's infertile just like you're sterile so none of us had any or even thought about them! Maybe Angie thought I was sterile, too! "

 (When we had been babies until we were six years old, our parents had lived in Hollywood, CA and our mother had taken us to a curtain call for twins for a commercial. Being the only set of identical twins to show up, we got the commercial and many more from that day until our parents moved to Tennessee because they didn't like the way Hollywood was changing. 

Since some of the cable channels had begun showing vintage commercials with the vintage shows they corresponded with; Aaron and I had begun getting royalty checks again. We couldn't retire and fish full time from them, but they were a little extra to have fun with every now and then.

My being sterile came about when I injured my scrotum and testicles when I landed astraddle the lower bar on the monkey bars at the elementary school Aaron and I had attended. The doctor who cared for me had been worried that my testicles wouldn't heal properly and have to be removed. Thankfully for me they did heal and the only consequence was I was sterile. )

"Oh God, could this get any worse! I'll bet you Angie's pregnant! She's been throwing up in the morning a couple of times a week for the last couple of weeks! When the three of you fucked me, you did it royally! Okay Aaron, it's time to go talk to our wives! I need some answers from Angie and you need some from Mary and we might as well get them at the same time! You better drive because the mood I'm in; I'll either get pulled over for speeding or I'll just say fuck it and drive straight into a bridge support on the way home after unbuckling my seatbelt!"

I sat beside Aaron with my head down seething with rage one moment and struggling not to cry from the pain of knowing my wife had fucked another man the next. Yes, that man had been my identical twin brother and yes, we'd fucked each other's girlfriends our entire dating years; but this was a totally different situation. 

I hadn't loved those other girls with all my heart like I had Angie and never intended for her and Aaron to be intimate with each other in any way, shape, or form. 

On top of those thoughts were the thoughts of Angie and Mary being lesbian lovers for each other. I watching Angie with another woman and then joining in was one of my fantasies and Angie knew of it, but I had never pictured Mary as that other woman. She was off limits to me like Angie was supposed to be off limits to Aaron. I sat in the boat then drove it up on the trailer when Aaron had backed our truck down the launch ramp. I stood beside the passenger side door of our truck while Aaron secured the boat to the trailer with a heavy heart. Aaron didn't complain about me not helping like I normally did when we returned from a fishing excursion.

(The truck and bass boat where in both our names and we split the cost of owning them both evenly. The truck and boat were prizes we'd won in the two-man bass fishing tournaments we began fishing in during college.)  

 I sat in the passenger seat of the truck with my head back and eyes closed and thought about what I was going to do about my marriage and the pain I was causing myself from seeing them together in my mind's eye. From our earlier activities it wasn't hard to picture Aaron naked and fucking my wife and from the past six years of fucking Angie I could place her naked with him. I managed to snap myself out of my funk while we were still ten minutes from the five acre complex that our two houses shared on the 300 acres of farmland Aaron and I owned together.

"Give me your phone, Aaron, I'm going to call Mary and have her get Angie over to your house if she's not already there! I can't talk to Angie right now! I hope I can keep it together while talking to Mary!"

"Let me call Mary, bro and then you won't have to hold it together."

"NO! You're a bad enough driver as it is without adding trying to talk on the phone into the mix!"

"Fine! Here you go! Don't let her know it's not me!"

 "I've heard you talking to her on the phone enough to know what and when to say things! We've tricked people all our lives while talking on the phone to them, remember? Even Mom couldn't tell us apart on the phone when we really concentrated on tricking her! Have no fears, bro, she'll never know it's me!" 

"Hi baby cakes, it's me."

"Are you all on your way home from the lake, honey? It'll be dark in about a half hour and you know how I worry if you have to tow the boat after dark!"

"Yeah, we're ten minutes out. I need you to call Angie and have her come over to the house so she's there when Adam and I get there!"

"Why, is something wrong, Aaron? You didn't tell Adam about last month did you? Angie and I were going to tell him ourselves this weekend! Please tell me you didn't tell him!"

"I can't Mary! I was feeling so guilty and it was tearing me up inside! I've never kept secrets from Adam or you and I couldn't keep that one either!  Mary, whatever you do don't let Angie know that Adam knows, okay?!"

"Well she's going to want to know why she needs to come here tonight! What do I tell her?"

'Tell her Adam and I changed our minds about grilling steaks over at their house after we had the boat and truck put away and are bringing dinner or tell her whatever you need to for her to be there when we get there! Please Mary! Can you do that for me?"

"Yes, I can do that for you, you big lug! I love you and tell Adam to be careful driving so the two of you get home safe!"

"I love you, too, short stuff! We should be home very soon! Bye!"

 I hit the end button and laid the phone down in the console that was between Aaron and me.

"Angie was there listening to the whole thing over the speaker phone wasn't she, Aaron?"

 "Oh yeah! Do you think she'll still be there when we get there?"

"I don't know, but if she's not, our marriage is over!"

"Come on, bro! Don't say that! Angie still loves you and you still love her, I can feel it! You all can get through this! Maybe we both will get some answers about Mary and Angie's relationship because of this! I know I've already said it but it's worth repeating! You're angry, hurt, and confused right now and you have every right to be! 

Don't let those things blind you to what's important right now! Angie loves you and you love her and you all can work this out! Yelling, throwing things, or getting violent won't help a thing and could lead to you saying or doing something that you can't take back and destroy your marriage to the point that it can't be saved! 

I know you'll forgive me eventually! Hell, we've been together all our lives, done stupid stuff to each other that we swore we'd never forgive each other for, and here we still are! I'm sorry I crossed the line with Angie and if I could, I'd go back and do things differently that night, I would; but I can't and I'll have to live with the guilt from what I did and how I've hurt you for the rest of my life! I love you Adam and that will never change no matter what you do after today!"

"I love you too, Aaron. I don't know what I'll do, but you're right. Doing or saying all the bad things I've been thinking won't do anything but kill my marriage or land me in prison! We're home now so let's go get some answers!"

I had seen Angie standing in front of the storm door that protected the ornate wooden door that led into Aaron and Mary's home as we pulled up the drive our homes shared. Aaron pulled the truck up in front of the four bay garage/workshop that we stored the truck and boat in and that had the matching pair of fully restored 1978 280Z's that we had worked on for the last two years. We'd only finished the restorations on them three months ago. 

Like ever thing else we owned that was paired; they were identical in every way. I know we both were a little obsessive when it came to us being identical twins and sometimes wondered what the shrinks would say about that if we'd ever agree to sit down and talk to them; but until today, I loved being one of two and hadn't cared what anybody else thought. I waited at the back of the boat on Aaron and we walked together into the house. 

 Angie was sitting on the couch in the center of their living room when Aaron and I entered the house. Mary was sitting on the matching love seat beside the couch near Angie with only an end table between them. Aaron went over and sat beside Mary and Angie patted the cushion beside her on the couch. 


We Need to Separate... 01



I shook my head no and sat down in the large Lazy-Boy recliner that Aaron had been carrying from dwelling to dwelling that we'd shared over the years since our sophomore year at college. I had one just like it in my living room and we'd had to special order them to get them identical. They had both been sent back to the factory once for re-upholstering free of charge after we let Lazy-Boy feature them in a nationwide ad campaign four years ago and we were in negotiation with them to be re-upholstered again with the same conditions in effect. 

By my not going and sitting beside her, Angie would have known something was up, but I'd already seen the fear and confusion in her eyes and face and knew she knew I knew about what had happened last month. 

I looked straight at her as I asked my one word question. "Why?"

"Adam, I'm sorry! You weren't supposed to find out until this weekend! Mary and I were going to tell you then!"

 I sprang up from the recliner in anger and began screaming at Angie.

"NO! THAT'S NOT WHAT I WANT TO HEAR! WHY DID YOU DO IT, WHY HAVEN'T YOU TOLD ME BEFORE NOW, AND WHY DID YOU NEED MARY TO BE THERE WHEN YOU TOLD ME?"

Angie sank lower and lower onto the couch and began to cry as I yelled at her. Mary started to get up from her seat and go to Angie; but Aaron grabbed her left wrist and shook his head no at her. I could see the conflict that was going on within her as she struggled with the choice he was forcing her to make. In the end, she remained seated beside him. 

 I took a couple of deep breaths to try and calm myself as I sat back down in the recliner. My heart was breaking while I sat there and let Angie cry herself out without anyone comforting her. I concentrated on her, but could see Mary's own tears as she continued to struggle with her own emotions as her, I was sure without a doubt, longtime lover cried only feet away and she couldn't go to her like she wanted. Angie finally got control of herself and sat back upright on the couch.

"We wanted to stop sneaking around to enjoy each other and doing what we did last month was the way we decided we could do it when we found out that you'd not be able to leave when we did because of your project's deadline being accelerated."

I didn't have to ask the question, but did anyway. "Who are we, Angie?"

"Mary and me." She answered me as she bowed her head.

"LOOK AT ME WHEN YOU TALK TO ME, ANGIE! So Aaron's assessment of you two having been intimate in the past was correct, huh Angie? The only thing he got wrong was you've been doing it during the whole time of our marriages instead of it having happened in the past before we met you all, isn't that right?"

"Please Adam, you have to understand! I love you, but I love Mary, too and she loves me! Our love for each other doesn't diminish our loves for you and Aaron and our being intimate with each other hasn't hurt either of you in any way!"

"What about right now, Angie?! How can you tell me it hasn't hurt me when you see that I'm hurting?!"

"You're only hurting because your stupid male pride is telling you that I did something wrong! I haven't don't anything wrong! I love the three of you and wanted us all to become closer! The only thing we haven't done together was have sex with each other! Now we can! I love Aaron and I know you love Mary, so what's wrong with showing that love to them with the most wonderful thing in the world, sex! Admit it, Adam! You love Mary and you know it!"

"Yes, I love Mary, but I love her like she was the sister that I'd never had, not like a lover! Why haven't you told me all this before now, Angie? I guess I know the answer to my other question though, you needed your other lover to be there for moral support and strength in numbers, didn't you?"

"I hadn't told you because I knew how you'd react! You're stronger than Aaron and wouldn't have agreed to go along with our plan like he did!"

"How can you say I'm stronger than him? We're identical in almost every way! It surprised me that he's so pussy whipped he did what he did last month! At least he had the guts to tell me what happened the first chance he had when we were alone together! We've been alone together numerous times in the last month and you didn't say a thing, Angie! Couldn't do it without your lesbian lover having your back? Were you afraid I'd hurt you or something, Angie?"

"I wasn't afraid you'd hurt me, but I was afraid of the "or something"!  I was afraid you'd have thrown me out of the house and the only place I had to go was to Aaron and Mary's! If that had happened, you'd have never let me come home because you'd have been imagining the three of us having wild sex together and you'd never be able to forgive me or Aaron!

 Mary and I were going to tell you together and give you the same thing we gave Aaron last month! You both had me and Mary involved with another woman as one of your fantasies and we were going to make it come true for you like we did for Aaron! 

Aaron is not as strong as you, Adam! Who comes up with most of the ideas that the two of you make happen? You do! You may have deluded yourself into thinking you both came up with them together, but anybody who observes the two of you for any length of time knows that you're the dominant one in you twos relationship and Aaron follows your lead! Who was the starter in college and who was the backup, Adam?"

"I was the starter and Aaron was my backup, but that has nothing to do with this! That stupid head coach didn't know what he had by not starting Aaron at the other outside linebacker position across from me like our high school coach did!"

"No, I think the coach knew exactly what he was doing! You had that little extra fire that Aaron didn't and you still have it! That's why Mary and I picked him for our first seduction! 

Your turn would have been this weekend after we had told you what happened last month before you got there. Aaron has a small submissive streak in him like I do. Mary and you have the dominant streak. 

It wasn't by accident that we latched onto you two. We'd been looking for two guys that we could get married to who would do for us in our marriages what we did for each other in our own relationship before the two of you fell into our laps. Mary saw how the two of you interacted and knew right away that you were right for me and Aaron was right for her. They're together because she knew what buttons to push to get Aaron to fall in love with her. All I had to do was let you know I was interested and you did the rest! 

Yes, Mary and I have been lovers throughout our marriages to you two and it hasn't hurt anybody! We did what we did last month for the four of us, Adam! You've got to believe that! Now we all can be more open and get even closer!"

"Did you know any of this, bro?"

"Not until now, Adam! I understand what she's saying though. I have had fantasies about us all being together sexually in the past and now we can!"

"What if I don't want that?! I haven't had those fantasies and honestly don't know if I ever would have. I'm not attracted to Mary and have never fantasized about her in any of my fantasies. When I fantasized about me and Angie with another woman, it was always someone similar to Angie and I haven't had any fantasies about me and you being together again that way either. 

To be honest, I've never had any fantasies about other men in any of my fantasies. I don't even have those fantasies of other men fucking Angie like the sexperts say 70% of married men have. 

I still can't believe I'm only now hearing all of this! I thought we told each other everything about ourselves, Angie, but now I find out that you've kept the biggest secret that a wife can keep from her husband, you have another lover and you love that person as much or more than you love me! How do I get past that?! What makes you think that if we do what the three of you did last month, it will make it alright?! You let another man stick his cock into your body! What makes you think I can get past that?!"

"You can get past it because it wasn't some guy; it's your twin brother who you love more than you love me! Don't try and deny it! You know it's true! You can get past it because you love me and if you'd let go of that stupid male pride you'd stop hurting yourself and be able to accept it! 

I do love you more than I love Mary, but only by a slim margin! I wouldn't want to, but if the only way we can work this out is for us to move away so I can't be with Mary, then I'd do it; that's how much I love you! I thought you and me doing with Mary what Aaron and Mary did with me would let you see that it's possible to love two people at the same time and neither has to suffer from it! Ask Aaron if he doesn't love Mary more since they shared me than he did before it happened!"

 Mary had sat quietly beside Aaron without saying a word or showing any emotion of any kind throughout the entire exchange; but smiled that stupid little smile that she had and that had always irritated me in the past for some reason.

"Oh, he knows without Aaron having to tell him! He's not been able to figure it out until now, but he's known for the last month that I'm first in front of him with Aaron now and he's not liked it!

 They've always been more in love with each other than anybody else, including you and me, Angie! They may have stopped jacking each other off way back when, but they've never lost that love for each other that developed during that time until now! He's mad and hurting because he thinks he's lost both his loves at the same time and can't believe you still love him after what you did with me and Aaron last month! 

He can't accept the fact that you still want his cock after having enjoyed Aaron's bigger one! Yeah, I know that there's a significant size difference down there, Adam! I was hoping and I'm still hoping that I get to enjoy your cock this weekend! I'm smaller than Angie in every way and I can't take all of Aaron's cock like she was able to! Aaron's a good lover and I've always came from him fucking me, but he has to hold back from doing what comes natural during a fuck session with two normal sized people. I wanted to find out what it felt like to have a man's entire length inside me and thought you'd be the one to do that for me.

 Answer me something, Adam. Did you feel any difference in Angie's pussy when the two of you have fucked in the last month? Has she responded differently in any way to you when you've made love to her in the last month? If Aaron hadn't told you, you'd never known that they'd fucked and you know it!"

 "No, I haven't felt any difference in Angie's pussy and no, she's not responded any differently unless she's been faking it all these years!"

"I'VE NEVER FAKED AN ORGASM WITH YOU, YOU SON OF A BITCH!" 

It was Angie's turn to jump to her feet with rage after I had said that. She stood in the middle of the room with her nostrils flaring and her face turning red with anger as she glared at me. Nobody said a word for the next five minutes as Angie struggled again to get control of her emotions. She finally sat back down when most of the redness had left her face and her breathing was back down close to normal.

"Damn it, Adam! I love you and that hasn't changed! You're the best lover any woman could want and I've never had to fake anything with you ever! 

Does Mary give me bigger orgasms when she eats my pussy than you do when you eat my pussy, Adam? YES! Yes, she does! 

Has she given me the biggest orgasms that I've ever had? NO! No, she hasn't! 

Until last month, you had given me my biggest orgasms, Adam! 

Yes, I'm sure you caught what I said, but just because Aaron's big cock gave me bigger orgasms than yours did in the past doesn't mean you don't get me off any more like you use to. 

I still have marvelous cums when we fuck; Adam and I love you more than I love Aaron or Mary. Please Adam, let go of your stupid pride and accept the fact that I enjoy sex with other people and it doesn't change the way I feel about you!

 You can begin enjoying sex with Mary and you'll see that it won't change the way you feel about me! Please honey bunch, let me and Mary show you what can happen if you let yourself be open to letting it happen! I want to enjoy sex with both my lovers at the same time like Mary got to last month!" 

I didn't know what to say or do as I sat there in Aaron's recliner in his and Mary's home. My wife, who I thought I'd loved more than anybody on Earth and who I thought loved me the same way, had told me she loved two other people almost as much as she loved me and one of them was a woman. 

That woman had told me I loved my twin brother more than I loved my wife and deep down inside I knew she was right. My brother had told me he had fantasies of he and I having sex with each other again like we'd had in the past. I knew that wasn't going to happen no matter how much he or either of our wives pushed for it.

 I didn't have those fantasies nor did I have the desire for man on man sex. (Maybe, I was a homophobe!) My wife had told me that her female lover and she had set me and Aaron up to marry them so they could continue their love affair and she'd been cheating on me the entire time we'd been married.

 She'd also told me that she'd had bigger orgasms from another man's bigger cock than she'd had with me. Again that man was my brother, but it didn't change the fact that she'd a bigger cum with his cock than she did mine. The last thing she'd said was maybe the easiest one to accept and get my head around. She wanted me and her female lover to give her pleasure at the same time while enjoying each other's bodies, too. 

We all sat there not saying anything more for the next ten minutes. I had reclined back and closed my eyes continuing to ponder on everything I'd learned that day and don't know how long I'd have sat there if I hadn't heard Mary's moan of arousal. I knew it was Mary's because I knew Angie's moans from having made love to her for the past six years. I eased back down and looked toward the love seat Mary and Aaron were sitting on. Mary was in Aaron's lap and they were kissing each other passionately while Aaron caressed her body. 

Angie was still on the couch with a gleam in her eye while she watched Mary and Aaron make out. This wasn't the first time that what they were doing had happened and in the past Angie and I would leave and go home or go to our own room if we were vacationing together. I stood to leave, but Angie shook her head no and motioned for me to join her on the couch. I stood there trying to decide what to do and finally made my choice. I motioned for Angie to come to me and she literally sprang from the couch and ran into my arms.

"I'm going home."  I told her after she had plastered a big kiss onto my lips. "What you do right now determines what happens to our marriage. You leave with me and we probably and I emphasis PROBABLY stay together. You stay here like I know you want to and our marriage is over. Aaron will have to buy me out of my share of everything if you stay because I'll be moving away from here. I love you Angie, but I can't and won't share you with another man. I can live with you and Mary being lovers, but I can't live with you if you continue to fuck Aaron or cheat on me with any other man."

 "I'M LEAVING NOW, YOU TWO! ENJOY YOURSELVES AFTER I'M GONE! I'LL TALK TO YOU LATER, BRO!" I yelled to Aaron and Mary as I turned to leave, letting go of Angie as I did so. Angie hesitated for a moment looking back at Aaron and Mary on the loveseat with a longing look on her face before grabbing my hand and following me out the front door which I closed behind us. 

We walked across the drive that separated our two houses from each other and entered our own home. I went straight to the refrigerator and grabbed two beers for me and Angie. I again had my suspicions that Angie was pregnant when she declined the beer. I put hers back into the fridge and sat down at the kitchen table. It was getting late and we should have been going to bed, but I still had questions I needed answers to from Angie before I could even begin to try and let the news I'd learned that day leave my head enough for me to sleep that night. Angie sat down beside me and tried to take my hand, but I pulled it away from her. I saw the hurt in her eyes, but couldn't imagine that it was as great as the hurt I'd felt that day.

"Angie, you need to be totally honest with me right now or we're through! I think you're pregnant and that would mean that Aaron is the father! Are you?"

"Yes Adam, I am. I went to the family clinic and confirmed it this morning. I'm so sorry, Adam. I never dreamed that what we did last month would hurt you this much. Mary and I thought that the way you loved Aaron and me that you'd be okay with it. I'm not the first woman that the two of you have fucked so why is this so hard on you?"

"It's so hard on me because you're my wife and not some piece of ass which is what all those other women were to us! Because you promised to love me and only me forsaking all others! Because I knew from experience that you'd enjoy Aaron's cock more than you would mine if he ever got it in your pussy! I don't know why that down there is the only place on our bodies where we're not identical! Hell, we both even have the same strawberry sized birth mark and in the same place, too, which the doctors told our parents was unusual!"

"Hold it right there, mister! You're wrong about one thing already! I didn't say I enjoyed his cock more than yours! I said he gave me bigger orgasms with his than you did with yours and that's not the same thing!

I love you and have always and will always enjoy your cock! Just because the orgasms were bigger doesn't mean their better! The orgasms you gave me and still give me are the best because of the love for each other that we have. Yes, I love Aaron, but not as much as I love you. It's the same thing with me and Mary. All the orgasms I get from you are better than the ones I get from her because I love you more than I love her. Please Adam, please forgive me! I'll not be with Aaron ever again even though I want to have that big cock in my pussy again! I swear to you right now that yours will be the only cock I allow into my body because that's what you need from me."

"What about the pregnancy? Do you want the baby? Would you terminate the pregnancy if I asked you to? What about your relationship with Mary? Could you stop it if I asked you to?"

"The pregnancy is the pregnancy and there's nothing that can be done about it being here. Yes, I want the baby, but yes, I would terminate it if you asked me to. I can only hope you won't ask me to. 

My relationship with Mary is what it is. We love each other, enjoy pleasuring each other, and want to continue it. As long as we're living this close together, I know I wouldn't be able put an end to it if you asked me to. If we moved far away and you asked me to, I could stop it; but if Mary and I were ever close enough to each other to be able to see each other again, it would start back up. I love her almost as much as I love you and she knows how to make me do what she wants when we're together. I'm being totally honest here Adam."

 I sat in the kitchen chair for a couple of minutes before I realized that I was hungry and tired. I glanced at the stove shaped clock that hung on the wall across from the actual stove and saw that it was nearly 11 o'clock at night. It was too late to eat and since I still had to go to work the next day, I decided to go to bed and continue mine and Angie's conversation about our situation the next day. I stood up from the table and looked at Angie.

"I'm going to bed. I have to go to work tomorrow and need to try and get as much sleep as possible which I'm thinking won't be much. You're free to join me or to sleep in the guest bedroom, your choice, but I'm still hurting and confused right now, so there will be no cuddling or makeup sex; understand?!"




We Need to Separate... 01



"Yes Adam, I understand. I need to feel you close to me tonight though so will it be alright of I spoon against you?"

 "Okay, but that's all that's going to be allowed! We'll talk some more tomorrow."

Maybe it was the one beer on a near empty stomach or maybe it was due to the fact that I'd stopped being angry and the heavy heart and sadness within it made me want to sink into unconsciousness, but whatever the reason, I was on the edge of sleep within five minutes of lying down naked on the bed. Angie was spooned against my back with her left arm draped across my middle. When I didn't remove it, I guess she thought I was getting over her and Aaron's betrayal of me, so she dropped her hand down to my cock and wrapped her fingers around it. I grabbed her wrist in my left hand and squeezed hard enough to bring forth a groan of pain from Angie before I placed her arm between us and from around my waist. I was asleep shortly after that.

I awoke at 3 A.M. and went to the master bath to relieve myself. I lay back down and tried to go back to sleep, but realized that wasn't going to happen after lying there for thirty minutes. I arose from the bed as quietly as possible and went to the closet in the guest bedroom where all my clothes for work were hanging. I dressed for work, had a protein shake from a powder and skim milk, grabbed my gym bag, and headed to the twenty four hour fitness center that Aaron and I worked out together in almost every morning before work. I had to drive my Z because Aaron still had the keys to our truck and I didn't want to wake him and Mary that early. I smiled when I saw the two cars that we'd restored together and that were as close to as identical as we could make them. The only difference that could be seen at a glance was the license plates. Mine read "AD." And Aaron's read "AA.". I backed out of my stall and started the thirty minute drive to the gym located only blocks from where we worked.

After changing into my tee and shorts, I began the circuit that Aaron and I had been doing since our freshmen year in high school when we decided to concentrate on football and gave up all the other sports much to the chagrin of those sports' coaches and the delight of the then head football coach. We were both stronger, bigger, but still as quick and fast as we had been our first year of high school ball when our sophomore year started and we both were made starters at the outside linebacker positions of the 3-4 defense our team ran the entire tenure of the head football coach. I still held the single season and career sacks totals for our high school with Aaron still being second in both ten years later.

The thing about lifting weights was it gave a person a lot of time to think if he's not concentrating on beating a personal best which I definitely wasn't trying to do that day. I began to think about everything I'd learned in the last ten hours and started to see some things that I should have seen on my own but hadn't until they had been pointed out to me. I thought about what Angie had said about me being the stronger of the two of us and began to see where she was probably right in saying it. 

I was number two in the computer department in the company that Aaron and I worked at. I had my own personal parking space in the row near the entrance to the building which Aaron benefitted from since we rode together nine out of ten mornings. I had been offered a year ago the number one spot in the computer department in the company's San Antonio, Texas facility, but turned it down because a position for Aaron wasn't available or going to be made available to him any time soon. Aaron was still in the middle of the pack in the engineering department without any promotions in sight. All that plus the above mentioned sack record, our personal bests in the forty yard dash, lifting weights, or in almost any contest whether athletic or in other areas; in all of them I had the better results between the two of us, but I'd never even thought about it until now. The one place that I was number two was in cock size and how the girls and women we'd shared responded to that one major difference between us. 

My cock was slightly bigger than average at 7.5" in length and 2" thick, but Aaron's was in porn star sized territory at 11" long and 3" thick. Every woman we'd had more than a few sexual encounters with, always preferred his cock in their pussies over mine after they'd been stretched out by it. It was only a matter of time before they got to the point that they didn't get as much pleasure from me fucking their pussies as they did from his and I'd end up having to settle for blowjobs or fucking them in the ass to get off. 

Marge Slagle was the only woman we ever double teamed who took all of Aaron's cock in her ass and she only did it once. Even being as gentle and slow as he could, Aaron ended up tearing her rectal walls during their anal session and Marge spent a week in the hospital and another four months recuperating. She never told her parents who the boy was that did that to her and as soon as she was healed she was all over us with affection and promises of more of the best sex we'd ever had and we knew it; if we started fucking her again so that's what we did. I didn't want Angie to become a member of Aaron's size queen club which was the major reason I didn't want them fucking again. 

The other reason was that I got physically sick whenever I even imagined Angie with another man's cock in her body. I knew I wouldn't be able to handle Angie fucking other men including my identical twin.

After I had finished half the workout, I realized something else that had started only a month ago. Aaron had started working out from what was usually our ending spot almost a month ago. We'd always worked out side by side before that. Aaron had also started showering in one of the few individual showers instead of beside me in the communal one a month ago like we'd done for years. 

He'd also started eating his lunch with his department colleagues instead of walking into my department and eating with me almost every day like in the past. I guess sub-consciously I noticed these changes, but until that day, I'd never noticed them consciously. I decided at that moment that it was time for me to separate myself from my identical twin brother. He was pulling away from me and I needed to pull away from him. I only hoped Angie meant what she said when she said she'd go with me if I decided I needed to move away. 

I knew that the San Antonio facility would take me and in a few months the two year contract they'd given the man they poached from a rival would be up and I also knew the company wasn't happy with his performance and weren't going to renew the contract. Only my boss and the head of HR knew that little tidbit and they'd only told me to try and motivate me into taking the job when it was offered to me again which the HR head assured me would happen. 

Aaron was pulling into the gym's lot as I was leaving two hours later. He motioned for me to roll my window down when we were abreast of each other.

"Angie's worried about you, bro. She thought you'd left her in the middle of the night when she awoke and you weren't there. Your cell is still on the charger at home, too. She told me to tell you to call her ASAP when I saw you. I don't know if I'll see you at work so have a nice day, bro."

"Okay Aaron and you have a nice day also. I love you, you know!"

"Yeah and I love you too, Adam. Call Angie!"

I drove to work and called Angie from my office phone. She was so happy to hear my voice and from my explanation about where I'd been and why, that she forgot to be angry. I told her we'd talk when I got home.

 I talked to my boss at 8 and he and I were in the HR head's office at 9 talking about a job in the San Antonio facility. By 10 he had not only secured me a job there, but had gotten corporate to agree to pay for my housing for the next year if I didn't find a place to live on my own before then. They told me to take the rest of the day off so I could tell Angie and we could celebrate the good news together. I didn't tell them it might not be good news to her.

 I drove home and walked into our house at 12 noon only to find it empty even though Angie's car was in the single car garage attached to our house. I walked across to Aaron and Mary's and saw that her car was in their garage so I knew they were together in Aaron and Mary's house. I didn't know what they were doing, but I had my suspicions which were confirmed when I used my key to unlock their front door.

 I could hear Angie's moans of pleasure coming from the downstairs bedroom so I walked in that direction. The door was wide open and with the way the room was laid out I could see them in profile in the 69 position in the center of the bed eating each other's pussies. I watched them for the next ten minutes without them knowing I was there, hearing each moan or yell during their orgasms. I don't know if it was because of who the other woman was, the pain from yesterday's betrayal, or my own stubborn will, but whatever it was, I didn't get aroused watching them and felt a little sick each time Angie moaned or squealed from Mary's oral stimulation of her pussy and clit.

 I finished walking to the room when they untangled themselves and lay in each other's arms, catching their breaths while murmuring what I assumed were terms of love and endearment to each other. Both their heads snapped toward the door when I rapped on it with my knuckles when I got beside it.

"Damn it Adam, you scared us! How long have you been standing there! Not long enough, I see, because your cock's not tenting your trousers if you had been! Get naked and join us! We'd planned on being with you tomorrow, but we can do it today!"

"No Angie, we can't! Get dressed and come to the house because we need to talk! Mary, what I need to talk to Angie about is between the two of us so you don't get to come! If you really need to know, I've been here for fifteen minutes now and saw quite a lot of what you two were doing and it didn't turn me on one bit! To be honest, I got a little sick to my stomach hearing you come for her, Angie! I think we can forget about the three of us doing what the three of you did last month and behind my back, I may add! 

Now unless you were lying about which one of us you loved more; get your ass out of her bed, put some clothes on it, and get it across the drive to our house ASAP as you told Aaron to tell me this morning! I'll be waiting and you better not take longer than five minutes or your things will start flying out of the front door! BYE!"

I stormed out of their house, dropping my key to it on the table beside the front door. I was sitting in my recliner which I'd decided would be staying in Tennessee when I moved to Texas. I had already decided the Z was going to get re-painted a different color when it got to Texas on the drive home. 

I'd been one of two for twenty eight years and the news I'd received the day before and the pain and anger it had brought up in me had finally made me realize that I'd been too wrapped up in being that one of two instead of being myself and it was time to stop being one of two and begin being an individual. 

I still loved my twin, Aaron, and always would, but we needed to separate and begin standing on our own instead of leaning on each other and doing almost everything together, ignoring our wives, not making friends that we could do stuff with because we always did them together, and I think in my case; keeping my brother from reaching his full potential by being the leader of our little twosome which was so painfully pointed out to me.

Angie was at our house with two minutes to spare though she was carrying her bra and panties instead of having them on under her clothes. I again saw fear, confusion, and a tad of anger on her face and in her eyes when she bent down and tried to kiss me on the lips. I could smell Mary's sex on her face so I turned my head and her kiss landed on my cheek. That tad of anger in her eyes had flared up noticeably when I looked her in the eyes after the kiss.

"You can kiss me on the lips after you've washed her scent from your body! That can wait until after we talk though so sit down over there on the loveseat where we can see each other straight on!"

"What's this all about, Adam, and why are you acting this way?! I thought you'd have gotten excited by seeing me and Mary together instead of getting mad! Why are you home so early anyway and where's Aaron?"

"I'll answer the easy questions first! Aaron's still at work, my boss and the head of HR gave me the rest of the day off so I came home, this is about my future and whether you're in it or not, and I'm acting this way because I caught my wife enjoying sex with her lover and it pissed me off instead of turning me on!"

"What about your future and why wouldn't I be in it? I love you and want to be with you from now until one of us dies!"

"Do you want that bad enough to quit fucking Mary? Do you love me enough to give her up and never have anything and I do mean anything to do with her ever again! My future is in San Antonio and I have two weeks to get my affairs in order before I have to be there. Your future depends on what you decide to do about the last two questions I asked you!

 Today was your last time with Mary if you want to stay my wife! I still love you and thought I could handle you being sexually involved with another woman, but I realized as I stood there and watched the two of you that I can't! I must be a selfish, chauvinistic bastard who doesn't want his woman having sex with anybody but him, male or female, because that's what I need from you, Angie! 

If you enjoy sex with other people more than you love me, we'll have to divorce! If your bi-sexual tendencies are too great and you can't suppress them, we'll have to divorce! I don't know what it is and I don't need to know because I like being this way, but I don't want to and won't share my woman with anybody! 

So you have some very big decisions to make that determine whether we're still together two weeks from now! I find out you've been with her again if you tell me you won't be; we're done! I find out you've taken up with another woman if you tell me you can live without lesbian sex, we're done! You cheat on me with anybody, man or woman, after you tell me you can be true to me and only me, we're done and you and that person will wish you'd never ever met when I'm done with the two of you!

 If you need to go visit your parents to get away from her and her control over you; that's what you need to do! I'm going out to the shop and wait on Aaron! I need to talk to him when he gets home! Don't forget the extension out there will show if you call anybody so I'll pick it up and ease drop on your conversation to make sure you're not talking to Mary! I'm taking your cell phone with me so you won't be able to use it to call her either! You need to make your decision on your own without her influence or mine! I love you and want you to be happy and if that means we won't be together; I'll live and eventually I'll find some woman who will be true to me if you can't be!"

 I had watched Angie the entire time I'd been talking and didn't know if her not interrupting me with a lot of "I love you" s and "I can be true to you" s or "I can't live without Mary" s and "Don't asked me to stop seeing her" s was a good sign or a bad one. I had saw tears begin to roll down her cheeks after my "Today was your last time with her" line and she had flinched from all of my declarations that we'd be done if she cheated again, but she never broke down into hysterics which I had halfway expected. 

I stood and walked out of the house to the four bay garage Aaron and I had designed and built without a backward glance after scooping up mine and Angie's cell phones from the charger. I had two hours to wait on Aaron to get home so I could break the news to him that I was leaving and he wasn't invite to come along. Ten minutes after I entered the garage, I watched as Mary walked across the drive to our front door and knock. She knocked for five minutes and Angie didn't come to the door. Mary strolled into the garage where I was holding samples of auto paint up against the side of my Z to see if I could find a color I liked. I ignored her completely until she spoke to me.

"What's going on, Adam? Angie wouldn't come to the door so we could talk, you're home three hours early out here looking at paint samples, and I'm left out in the dark. Why didn't you get naked and join us? Surely, you were joking about being sick to your stomach from hearing her come for me? You sure you didn't get even a little bit turned on?" 

"I'll do you like I did Angie a few minutes ago and answer the easy ones first, Mary. I didn't get naked because I didn't want to, I wasn't joking about getting sick to my stomach, I'm absolutely sure I didn't get turned on even a little bit, they gave me the rest of the afternoon off is why I'm home early, I'm going to re-paint the Z, and you're in the dark because what I talked with Angie about doesn't concern you and you don't need to be brought out into the light, and Angie needs some alone time to decide what or more specifically who she wants! I suggest you go home and mind your own business!"

"Angie is my business, you bastard! You told her she couldn't talk to me didn't you?! What gives you the right to tell her what to do?"

"That little gold band and the diamond ring above it that I placed on her finger give me the right to ask her to make a decision about our future without any outside influence, which includes you! That little piece of paper that says husband and wife that was witnessed by most of our friends and family gives me that right! You were there too so you should remember it! Go home, Mary! 

Mine and Angie's marriage doesn't have anything to do with you outside the fact that you've been cuckolding me the entire time we've been married and that has to stop! And another thing! That hope of me fucking you with my entire length needs to die because it ain't going to happen! Please leave before I lose control and throw your little ass out into the gravel! Goodbye Mary!"

Ten minutes later I saw the light on the extension that indicated someone had picked up one of the phones inside the house come on as I'd been keeping an eye on it the entire time out in the garage so I picked the receiver up to listen in on what I assumed would be Angie's call to Mary. All I heard was heavy breathing and Angie moaning in pleasure and I knew Mary had snuck around the back of the houses and garage into our house without me noticing and was pleasuring my wife in our bed to rub it in that she had a bigger hold on Angie than I did. I got madder than I could ever remember being and started yelling at them over the phone.

"OKAY YOU BITCHES, IF THAT'S THE WAY IT'S GOING TO BE, WE'RE DONE, ANGIE! I THINK THE COMPANY WILL LET ME STAY IN THE APARTMENT IN THE FACILITY TILL I'M READY TO MOVE TO SAN ANTONIO! I'LL SEND SOMEBODY FOR THE REST OF MY STUFF BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO SEE EITHER OF YOU AGAIN THE REST OF MY LIFE! I'LL WORK OUT WITH AARON HIS BUYING OUT OF MY HALF OF EVERYTHING NEXT WEEK AT WORK! DON'T HAVE A WONDERFUL LIFE AND I HOPE YOU BOTH ROT IN HELL!"

 I had been yelling so loudly and was so angry that I hadn't heard the receiver in the house go silent and almost tore Angie's head off with my elbow when she jumped on my back after my tirade. Luckily she ducked and it only grazed the top of her head. I noticed immediately that she was still naked after I'd regained all of my senses.

"Dang it, Angie! I almost took your head off! Don't ever to that again! Besides you need to get back to Mary and continue what I interrupted earlier or she'll get mad at you, too!"




We Need to Separate... 01



"I wasn't with Mary right now! I took a shower to get her scent off me after I decided what I wanted to do! I was going to ask you to come to our bed and fuck me with that gorgeous cock of yours! I love you and want to be with you forever, Adam! I can do all those things you said you needed me to do for us to stay together! Please Adam, let's go back into the house and you can fuck me anyway you want to in either hole you want, ass included!"

While she'd been talking to me, she'd been rubbing her bare breasts against my back and rubbing my chest with her hands. I responded to her naked body touching me the same way I always had in the past six years; my cock got hard and my big brain went to sleep as my little brain took over. I turned within her embrace, picked her up, and lay her on the hood of my Z which was still slightly warm from my drive home. I dropped my pants, picked the lower part of her body up until it was even with the head of my cock, and plunged myself into her hot, wet pussy with one stroke. I fucked her as hard and fast as I could for as long as I could manage to hold her up and managed to make her climax within that time. When I couldn't hold her lower body up any longer, I removed my cock from her body, lower her back down on to the hood of the car, and helped her to stand up. We began kissing as soon as she was on her feet and were caressing each other all over the portions of our bodies we could reach. I finally stopped kissing her, stepped out of my pants, and grabbed her hand; pulling her toward our house. I gave Mary the bird when I saw her heading our way and hustled Angie into our house. 

"Go wait on me in our bedroom! I'll deal with Mary!"

 My cock was losing its hardness by the time Mary got to our door. It wouldn't have done any good to lock the doors because she had keys to all of them like the other three people in our little foursome. The front door was the only one with a security chain so she'd still be able to get into the house from one of the other two. I stood blocking the front door as she completed the walk across our porch. She smiled when she saw my cock and reached for it, but I slapped her hand hard and her smile disappeared to be replaced with one of anger.

" OWW! Why did you do that? I thought you'd changed your mind and were going to let me and Angie fuck you like we did Aaron last month!"

"I told you that wasn't going to happen! I fucked Angie to orgasm on the hood of my Z and we're going to continue our fuck session in our bed so go home, Mary, and don't come back over here! Angie's made her choice and it was me!"

"Why did she have to make a choice? We can continue with the status quo that we've had for the last six years! I get to have her when you're not around which hasn't hurt you one bit! So okay, my dream of having that beautiful cock of yours won't come true, but I can live with that!"

"She made a choice because I told her she had to if she wanted to stay married to me! I'm not going to share her with anyone, man or woman, and that includes you, Mary! So go home and have Aaron bring his set and your set of keys to our house over here when he gets home! I'm going to lock all the doors and if you use your keys to get in while I'm making love to my wife; I'll shoot you with the loaded .38 in my bedside drawer, then call 911 and report I killed an intruder in my home! You don't want that because Aaron's going to need you after he finds out I'm moving to San Antonio and he's not! Now get off my porch and go home, bitch!"

 I slammed the door in her face and didn't get goose bumps up my arms like I had since the time Cindy slammed her mom's door in my face. I made sure all the doors were locked before going to mine and Angie's bedroom. She must have heard the exchange between Mary and me because she was crying softly into her pillow when I came into the bedroom. I wrapped her up in my arms and comforted her like I had every time I had seen her crying or upset with the exception of her crying jag the previous night. I got her calmed down and in the mood for more sex after twenty minutes of whispering "I love you" s and "It'll be alright" s to her while caressing her beautiful body. 

She took my first load down her throat after giving me one of the better blowjobs she'd ever given me and I gave her three more orgasms on top of the one in the garage using my fingers, mouth, and cock. My second and last load of the afternoon was deposited in her ass and she had the biggest orgasm she'd ever had with me when I passed her 6" vibrator to her and she used it on her clit and pussy while I pounded her ass. We had dozed off when we heard the knock on the door. Glancing at the clock let me guess that Aaron was home and at the door. I threw on a robe and went to the door.

"Uhm, hi bro. It's all over the plant that you've taken a job in the San Antonio facility and Mary confirmed it when I got home now. That was a shitty way for me to find out, Adam. Why are you in such a big hurry to get away from here all of a sudden?"

 "I realized that we're too hung up on being identical twins and need to be apart from each other so we can both reach our full potential while I was lifting weights this morning. When I caught Mary and Angie having sex in you all's downstairs bedroom and it made me sick instead of turning me on, I realized I didn't want to share Angie with anybody anymore. Angie chose me over Mary and she'll be going to San Antonio with me. 

Don't worry, I'm going to let her have the baby and you'll be listed as the father. We'll work out joint custody and other issues after it's born. I still love you and always will, Aaron, but we need to start living as individuals instead of as a pair from now on. Your little fling with Angie must have made you realize some things too. My moving wasn't supposed to become common knowledge until I gave the head of HR the okay to make it so. I'm sorry that you found out the way you did. Let's meet tomorrow at that little diner down the road and I'll buy you breakfast, okay?"

"Okay Adam and I forgive you for what happened today. Here's Mary and my keys to your house. I knew something must have happened this afternoon when I saw your key to our house on the table beside the front door. Do you want your keychain back?"

"Nah, keep it! I'll see you tomorrow, okay? I and Angie need to get cleaned up and dressed so we can go out and celebrate the beginning of the next phase of our lives together! I'll call you when I get up in the morning! I can guarantee it wouldn't be too early!  Goodbye, Aaron!" 

 I eased the door closed and went to find my beautiful, sexy, loving wife so we could do what I'd told Aaron we were going to do. I knew Angie and my marriage still had to be worked on before it was back to where I'd thought it had been before my finding out about her and Mary and the single night she'd had with Aaron; but I was determined to do everything I could to get it back there. I could only hope Angie was willing to do the same thing. I knew I had to do something about Mary, too, but hoped I would find an ally in the one person who I'd always thought had my back for my entire life, my identical twin brother Aaron. I still loved the woman I'd considered mine and only mine for the last six years and wasn't ready to give her up without a fight. I'll let you all know how it turns out in my next installment (s?).



We Need to Separate... 02



I went back to our bedroom to find Angie sitting on the edge of our bed still naked and with that satisfied "I got fucked and it was great." look on her face that I'd loved seeing every time I saw it until I'd seen it there four hours earlier from what she and Mary had been doing to each other when I'd gotten home. 

I again got that queasy feeling from the memory of them together. I swallowed hard twice and took two deep breaths to try and make it go away. My beautiful wife looked at me when she heard me re-enter the bedroom and smiled at me with that look of love and adoration that I'd thought she only let me see for the last six years. 

I knew I still loved her as much as I had before I learned of her affair with Mary during the entire time we'd been married and the night she and her lover had schemed so that the foursome we'd been except sexually could become a true foursome in every way. They hadn't counted on my resistance and adamant protestations that I wasn't interested in that type of relationship between the four of us. 

I didn't know if our marriage would survive, but I was willing to give it a try if Angie was truly sincere in wanting to remain my wife as she claimed she was. I didn't trust her, especially when it came to Mary, and didn't know if I'd ever be able to trust her again fully like I had before the discovery. 

I smiled with what I hoped was the same love and adoration that I'd had for her until yesterday before walking to her and pulling her up in front of me. I bent down and kissed her with all the love I could muster before letting her go with a swat on her gorgeous ass.

"Go make yourself more beautiful, babes. We're going out, just the two of us, and celebrating my new job. I guess you heard what I told Aaron about the baby, so we can celebrate that, too."

"Oh Adam, I'm so happy right now. I'll only be a moment in the shower and then you can begin making yourself more handsome; unless you want to join me in the shower."

"NO! I know what will happen if I join you in the shower and I want to save that for later. Right now I want to take the most beautiful woman I know out for a big steak and then dancing at the "Wagon Wheel"."

"Wow Adam! We haven't been there in ages. I know the perfect outfits for the both of us to wear. I'll have yours laid out for you when you're finished in the shower. I do love you more than you'll ever now and I promise to do everything I can to make my betrayal of you right between us."

 Angie glided into the master bath to begin her preparation for our evening out. I stretched out on our bed and wondered how many times Mary had pleasure my wife there. I realized almost immediately that I'd never be able to forgive Angie fully if I didn't stop having those types of thoughts. 

I resolved to see a shrink when we got to San Antonio even though I'd promised myself I'd never do that after Aaron and I had entered junior high and the school nurse tried to talk our parents into sending he and I to one because of the strange way we seemed to know whenever something painful both physically and emotionally had happened to the other. It had diminished over time and the proximity that our physical bodies had to be in had decreased as well, but we still shared it as adults. 

I dozed off to sleep while Angie was showering and it was her turn to swat my ass when she found me asleep on our bed.

"Go get cleaned up sleepy head. I'm hungry and feel like dancing the night away."

I took a long shower for me and thanked Aaron in my head for insisting on the gas water heaters for both our homes instead of the normal electric ones. I was still drying myself as I wondered back into the bedroom. 

I smiled to myself when I saw what Angie had lain out for me. A red, white, and blue western style shirt I hadn't worn in years, but which was still in like new condition. Black jeans with a black belt and the requisite big ass rodeo rider belt buckle, black socks, no briefs or other type of men's underwear, and the black with red highlights cowboy boots that completed the outfit were all laid out on the bed, the boots lying on a dry towel. I looked around for her, but she wasn't in the room. 

I applied cologne and dressed before beginning the search for my wife. I found her in the living room sitting on our loveseat and I could see she'd been crying. The tear tracks on her face didn't diminish how beautiful she looked in her matching western outfit to the one I had on with the exceptions that she was wearing a skirt and black hose. I rushed to her side and took her in my arms.

"What's wrong, Angie? Why are you crying? We were having a great time together and I need to know what has upset you so. Was it something I did or said? Tell me if it was and I'll do everything I can to make it up to you."

"NO! It wasn't you, Adam. The phone rang while you were in the shower. It was Mary and when I told her I couldn't talk to her anymore she started yelling at me that I was hers and she wasn't going to let you take me from her. I don't know what I'm going to do. I honestly do love you and want to be with you, but I love her, too. I don't know if you want to hear this, but she and I have been together longer than you and I have. Adam, please tell me, what am I going to do?"

"I can't tell you that, Angie. You and only you can decide on what you want or more specifically who you want. Earlier you told me you wanted me and wouldn't have anything more to do with Mary. You've already broken that promise by answering the phone. 

We have caller ID and you knew it was her before you answered the phone so don't try and deny it. I'm going to get that steak and then I'm going dancing; I know for a fact I'll be able to find plenty of willing dance partners, I might even get one to take me home with her unless you still want me instead of Mary. 

I'm going to drink one beer before I leave which if I take my time gives you ten minutes to fix your face. If you're not waiting on me at the front door in that length of time, I'll assume you really don't love me more than Mary and I'll be celebrating with someone else tonight."

I walked slowly into the kitchen and pulled my beer from the fridge. I twisted the top off of it and sat down at the kitchen table. I did notice that Angie had rushed up the stairs when I'd walked away from her. I lingered over my beer until I heard her coming back down the stairs and finished it in one gulp, before striding to the front door. Angie was standing beside the door waiting on me when I got to it and grabbed my arm before I could open it.

"Adam, I'm sorry! I did know it was Mary who called and I shouldn't have answered the phone. I promise I'll not talk to her again unless you're with me. Please Adam, I do love you more than I love her and want to be with you like I told you I did.

 Please, don't be angry anymore tonight; it will spoil our evening. I realized only a couple of minutes ago that this will be only the third or fourth time you and I've been out together without them.

 Please, let's try to have a wonderful night. I do love you and want to be with you. You're the best thing that could have happened to me and I don't want to lose you. Will you try and be happy like you were earlier this afternoon?"

'Yes Angie, I'll try. I still love you as much as I ever have, but I meant every word I said earlier, also. For us to stay together you and Mary have to be done, finito, the end, got it?"

Angie didn't answer verbally but with a nod yes of her head before she grabbed the back of my head and pulled it down to her so she could give me the most passionate kiss she'd ever given me. I saw the gleam in her eye that I knew meant that she did love me. 

I took her hand in mine and led her out of the house making sure it was locked behind us before putting my arm around her waist so we could walk side by side toward the four bay garage and my Z. I heard the front door of Aaron and Mary's house bang open and glanced toward it. Aaron had Mary around the waist and was holding her up off the ground as she flailed her arms and legs in an effort to break free. I placed my body between Angie and their house.

"Look straight ahead and don't look over there." I hissed to Angie as I guided her toward the people door in the center of the garage. I could hear Mary yelling at first Angie then me.

"You're only with him because I picked him out for you, Angie. You're lying to yourself and him if you say you love him more than you love me. I will get you back, if it takes everything I have, Angie. You bastard, I'll kill you if you take her away from me. Mark my words, Adam; she'll be back with me sooner than you think. After Aaron fucks her with his big cock a few more times, she'll forget about you and that little thing you have between your legs."

That was the last thing I heard as Aaron pulled her back into their house and I heard the door slam behind them. Angie was struggling not to cry as I opened her door for her.

"We don't have to go out, baby. We can go back to the house and I can grill some steaks and we can dance to the stereo in the den."

"No, I want to go out. I'll be okay once we're away from here. I think you were right about me going and visiting my parents until it's time to leave for San Antonio. I only hope Mary doesn't try and follow me."

"I'm going to talk to Aaron in the morning and try and get him to help us regarding Mary. I know he loves her more now than he did before, but hopefully that little display of histrionics and her threatening to kill me will open his eyes to how she really is and he'll help us in keeping her away from you. Let's go have that wonderful evening you wanted."

We drove to "Danny's", the best steakhouse in our town, and had two of the best steaks we'd ever had outside of the ones I or Aaron had fixed for us at home. We lingered over our meal as Angie continued to struggle with her emotions from Mary's outburst. 

I could only sit in frustration when the conflicting emotions overwhelmed her and she fled to the "Ladies" room with fresh tears commencing to flow down her cheeks. I had been on the verge of asking our waitress to go check on her after twenty minutes when I saw her returning with her makeup refreshed and a shy grin on her face. She walked straight to my side and knelt down beside my chair.

"I'm sorry, Adam. I didn't mean to spoil our evening. I couldn't stop thinking about what Mary was yelling when we left. I know I want to be with you even more after hearing her threatening you and having thought more about it while we were eating. I promise to try not to think about her anymore tonight so we can have a beautiful evening."

"I know this isn't easy for you, Angie. I don't need to know the specifics, but any time a long term relationship comes to an end, it's traumatic and painful. 

We can go home now if you need to, Angie. I love you and want you to be happy, even if it's not with me. I can't share you with Mary or Aaron or any other person. If you need them to be happy, I'll understand and let you free to be with them. 

It'll take time for me to get over you, but I'm sure I'll find somebody who wants to be with me and only me eventually. I want us to stay together and I'm willing to work on that, but you have to be willing to." 

"I'm more than willing, Adam. I love you and need to be with you! I'll do whatever it takes to make us both happy; counseling, moving out of the country, whatever you think I need to do, I'll do. 

I haven't lied to you since you found out about me and Mary and what we did last month, Adam, and I promise not to lie or keep secrets from you ever again. Please, let's go dancing and enjoy the rest of the evening. I'm sure dancing with the man I love will help me forget about the woman I love, at least for tonight."

We went to the country western nightclub and danced with each other and no one else for the next three hours. Most of the men who approached us for a dance asked me if Angie could dance with them and went away with no anger when I turned them down. 

One of my co-workers, who was drunk, asked Angie to dance while ignoring me and wound up on his ass in the floor beside our table when he grabbed her arm when she told him no. 

One of the bouncers, an off duty sheriff's deputy and an old high school classmate of mine, rushed over after I'd knock the drunk down and escorted him out of the club when both Angie and I explained what had happened. That incident slightly dampened the good mood both of us were in and we decided to call it a night. 

Angie stopped me when I started to open her car door for her and pushed me back against my Z. She wrapped herself around me and began kissing me as passionately as she ever had. 

I was erect in no time and couldn't stop her when she unzipped my fly and pulled my cock out into the open. She knelt down in a catcher's stance and began giving me a decent blowjob seeing as to what position she was in. 

Hell, I can't lie,the worst blowjob I ever got was still damn good and the one Angie was giving me now was ten times better than that worst one. Although I was enjoying it, I was finally able to get her to stop ten minutes later and me nowhere close to an orgasm.

"Angie, that felt great, but it's going to take too long for me to cum especially considering that wonderful round of fucking we did earlier this afternoon. Let's go home and we can continue this in our bed where we'll be more comfortable."

"Yes Adam, let's go home and you can make me cum again with your beautiful cock. I meant it when I told you it still gets me off every time we fuck and I promise it will be the only cock I'll have from now on. Please, get me home and I'll show you how much I love you and want you, my handsome husband."

I gave her one last, hard kiss before helping her into the car. I managed to get my semi-hard dick into my pants before walking around to the driver's side of the car. 

Angie tried to cling to me over the console between us after I entered the car, but was in the way of me shifting the gears of the five speed manual transmission and had to settle for resting her head on my arm. I hurried home so we could finish what she'd started in the parking lot. There were no lights on at Mary and Aaron's house so I parked in front of the door to my Z's stall so I wouldn't disturb them.

We walked arm in arm into our home and Angie was all over me when we were inside and the door was locked behind us. We stood in the entryway kissing and caressing each other as we worked at undressing each other.

 Angie was on her knees with only her panties and boots still on as she pulled my pants down around my ankles. My renewed hard-on barely missed smacking her on the cheek when it sprang straight back out from my body once it was freed from my pants. 

Angie grabbed it with her left hand and brought it to her mouth, placing the head between her rosy red lips, before engulfing the entire length into her mouth and down her throat. She went from the base of my cock to the head a few times and had me close to my release due to the newness of her being able to deep throat me so effortlessly. 

I forced her to stop by shoving her away from me and then bent and picked her up in my arms carrying her into the living room where I placed her beside my recliner before spinning her around and bending her over its arm. I pulled her lacy panties to the side and plunged my cock into her sopping wet hole with one thrust and began to fuck her as hard and as fast as I ever had.

"This is my pussy from now on, you lying, cheating bitch. I'm going to use it anyway, anytime, and anywhere I want. If you don't want that or can't be happy with me and only me eating, playing, and fucking it, you need to let me know now because if I catch you cheating on me again with anybody, man or woman, I'll divorce you so quick you won't know what hit you and I'll do my best to burn your ass in the process. Do you hear me and understand what I'm saying, Angie?"

"Yes, yes, oh my God yes. Use me, fuck me, do whatever you want with me. Oh fuck, Adam, I've never been turned on like this before. Make me yours and only yours. I'm going to cum."

I continued to pound her pussy with all my might and felt her pussy beginning to contract and relax around my cock as she neared her orgasm. I heard her familiar cry as she came from my thrusts into her body and allowed my own orgasm to explode deep inside of her vaginal tunnel. I held my dick in her depths as spurt after spurt of my seminal fluid was deposited within her. 

Angie gave one last cry in ecstasy before collapsing onto the recliner's arm away from my deflating phallus. I sank down to the floor when my legs refused to support me upright any longer from the effort I'd expended while pounding my wife's pussy and my own mind blowing release.

 I knew something had changed in the relationship Angie and I'd had in the past and was both apprehensive and enthused by whatever that change would bring.

Angie and I both struggled to regain our breathing and other senses after the most intense sexual act we'd ever had together. It was Angie who finally had enough air and presence of mind to put words to what we'd both experienced only moments before.

"What just happened, Adam? That was the biggest orgasm I've ever had. How did you get me to cum like that?"

"I'm not exactly sure, Angie. I was angry still and didn't care if I hurt you physically or emotionally; I wanted to take some of that anger out on you. You deep throated me with ease for the first time and I realized that you'd done that with Aaron. My cock should have been the one you got comfortable with deep throating, not his. Have you been honest with me Angie? Was that weekend last month the only time you've been with him?"

 "Oh no, Adam. Don't think like that. Yes, I swear I've only been with him that one night. Please, don't be mad, but I got a huge dildo from the sex shop and I've been practicing deep throating it.

I couldn't deep throat Aaron last month either and wanted to be able to if mine and Mary's plan for the four of us to be together that way had come true. 

Please Adam, forgive me. I should have done it a long time ago so I could have been deep throating my loving husband all this time, but you never tried to force me to take it all like Aaron did last month. 

Mary was egging him on and encouraging me to take it all down my throat, but I couldn't. They both said I'd taken a good three inches more than Mary was able to and I wanted to be able to take it all the next time we were together. I knew you'd go along with us and didn't think you'd be hurt by it. 

Please Adam, don't leave me or throw me out. I'll make it up to you I swear. I'll deep throat you every day if you want me to. You can have any of my three holes anytime, anywhere, and any way you want them, not just my pussy. I love you and truly want to be with you so please try and forget what happened between Aaron, Mary, and me."

"I don't know if I'll ever forget it, Angie, but I'll try and forgive you. Dammit Angie, I thought all the surprises from that night were over and you spring this one on me. Are there any more surprises you need to tell me about, Angie?"

"No Adam, no more surprises. I'm sorry I didn't tell you before now. I keep breaking my promises to you, Adam, and I'm sorry. I told you I wouldn't talk to Mary then turn around and talk to her. I promised no more lies or secrets, but keep my big dildo and cock sucking practice with it a secret. I won't blame you if you kick me out, Adam, but I promise to work hard at being totally honest and the best wife any man could want if you let me stay and try to make it up to you."

"I'm not going to kick you out, yet, but I will if you cheat again and that's a promise you can take to the bank. It's late and I'm drained so I'm going to bed. I love you, Angie, God only knows why after everything I've found out in the last two days; and that hasn't changed. You're free to join me or sleep somewhere else in the house."




We Need to Separate... 02



"I need to be beside you in our bed, Adam. I do love you and want to be with you and I swear I'll try not to hurt you ever again. That's the best I can do. Is it enough, Adam?"

"It will have to be, won't it, Angie? I can't be with you 24/7 so you'll have to live with any bad decisions you make going forward from today. Now no more talk, let's go to bed, my big, beautiful bitch."

I wouldn't put my hand on a Bible and swear to it, but I thought I saw a shutter run down the length of Angie's body and I couldn't miss the spark of desire that came into her eyes or the flush of arousal in her cheeks after I said that. I began to think that maybe my sexy wife was a bigger submissive than either she or Mary had ever realized. I stood and motioned for her to come into my arms.

"My calling you my bitch turned you on, didn't it?"

"YES! Oh my God, it did. What's happening to me?"

"I have an idea what's going on with you, but it will have to wait until the morning. I know you're horny, but I can't go again tonight so you'll have to wait until I can."

"YOU WILL NOT PLEASURE YOURSELF IN THE NIGHT NO MATTER HOW MUCH YOU WANT TO. MY PUSSY, NOT YOURS, UNDERSTAND, BITCH."

"YES. I won't play with YOUR pussy unless you say I can. I love you, Adam. I'm ready to go to bed if you are."

 I took her by the hand and led her up the stairs to our bedroom. She started to grab the night shirt she had always slept in since our first time sleeping together. It was getting thin and raggedy and I'd tried numerous times over the years to get her to sleep in the nude like I did. 

On impulse, I jerked it out of her hands and tore it into shreds before throwing it in the wastebasket beside our bed.

"My bitch sleeps in the nude so if I want my pussy in the middle of the night I can get to it more easily. Do you have any problems with that?"

"NO. No problems at all. I'm yours body and soul, Adam, for as long as you want me."

"Good, because I want you for a long, long time. Now get that body and ass of mine into bed so I can go to sleep."

I kissed Angie tenderly one last time before I settled down to sleep which came easily. I was exhausted both physically and emotionally, but the last thought I had made me smile because I thought I knew what I needed to do to break Mary's hold on Angie and I had the balls and will to do it. 



That and further developments will have to come in my next installment (s?).



We Need to Separate... 03



Even though it had been past one A.M. when Angie and I had went to bed the night before; I awakened at five, my normal waking time since my early teenage years. I went to the master bath to relieve myself, washed my hands and face. I noticed the dark circles beginning to form around my eyes from the two straight nights of bad sleep and thought that I'd try to catch up on my sleep while the Saturday afternoon baseball game was on. 

I went into the spare bedroom where all my hunting and fishing clothes hung in its closet. I pulled on a sweat shirt with the university Aaron and I graduated from's logo on it and a matching pair of sweat pants. I carried my socks with me to the den downstairs and put them on as the computer powered up. I was going to research my idea from the night before and hoped to find the answer to breaking Mary's hold on my wife.

For the next hour I searched the "Web" and at the end of that hour; I realized I didn't know as much about dominant and submissive personalities as I thought I did. I had always thought the dominant personality type wanted to control everything in his or her life including his or her sexual partner. I had thought that the submissive personality type needed to be totally controlled by his or her partner. 

I should have realized that like everything in nature there were degrees or aspects of each personality and not the extremes I'd envisioned. I still thought Angie had a bigger dose of submissiveness than she or Mary had thought she had and I did find some ways of bringing that bigger dose out into the open more. I didn't want or think I could commit to the extreme Dom/Sub relationship that I'd read about during my search, but I did want to replace Mary completely as Angie's dominant partner.

I shifted my attention from that subject to the one that I really needed answers to: "What was the best way to end a long term relationship so that it was truly over?" 

Almost all of the data I found stated that the break had to be complete with no future contact of any type between the parties involved. That discovery had me rethinking everything I'd decided about the unpleasant, for me, situation I found myself in. 

I sat back in the big extra, padded executive's chair I'd bought at a second hand office furniture supply store I'd found when we first moved into our homes and concentrated on the problems that the morning's discoveries had monkey-wrenched into my plans for the future. 

My trance-like state was broken when I heard Angie beginning to stir in our bedroom. I hurried up the stairs and intercepted her as she came out of the master bath. Her hair was a mess on top of her head, some of it was sticking out in all directions while the part she'd laid on was plastered to her head from where she'd either sweated or wept sometime in the night. She still had that half asleep look in her eyes and on most of her face, yet she was still the most beautiful woman to me that I'd ever wanted or been with. I knew at that moment I loved her with all my heart and realized that it was the first time I'd thought that way about her. 

I didn't want to admit it, but my twin brother had been number one in my heart until that moment. I realized I was as screwed up in my head as Aaron, Mary, and Angie were only I wanted the exact opposite from what they wanted and I wasn't going to give into them even if it did cost me my marriage and my relationship with my brother. I silently prayed that my wife had truly meant that she'd do whatever I needed her to do to save our marriage because the things that were going through my mind were going to be extremely hard and painful on both of us but her especially.

"I see you're finally awake. How is my bitch this morning?" I asked her as I began using some of the ideas I'd picked up from my research earlier. 

"Adam, you scared me. Why are you talking to me like that?" She answered with a perplexed look on her face.

I walked quickly to where she was and grabbed her around her waist, pulling her hard against me. "Already forgot about last night, you lying bitch? I thought you'd still be turned on from the way I was treating you when we got back home. 

I guess you're a better actress than I thought. You were only pretending to be turned on by me calling you my bitch and pounding you like a cheat whore bent over my recliner."

I watched as Angie's whole attitude began to change from annoyance to arousal. That gleam of desire that she'd had before we went to bed returned and I felt her nipples harden against my chest while her cheeks and upper body flushed red from her excitement. 

I bent my head down and captured her mouth with mine before beginning to kiss her harder and more aggressively than I ever had before. I reached up with my right hand to place it behind her head so she couldn't withdraw from my kiss when I felt her begin to try to do that. 

Angie moaned and whimpered deep in her throat as I continued to assault her mouth and tongue with mine. I could feel her chest rise and fall as she struggled to get enough air through her nose breathing. 

I dropped my left hand to her crotch and felt the moisture from her pussy as it flowed out onto her mound and its sparse covering of hair. I bent at the waist enough to get my hand below her snatch and roughly jammed two fingers into her hot, sopping wet cunt. She tried to squeal with my tongue inside her mouth and my lips continuing to crush hers.

"MY PUSSY, REMEMBER?" I yelled into her face after jerking her head back away from mine.

"YES. Oh shit, Adam, you're going to make me cum with your fingers if you don't stop."

"I don't want to stop so I guess you'll be cumming on my hand, my slutty bitch. After that, it'll be my turn to cum in one of my bitch's holes. 

You're mine and only mine so you better get used to me treating you like you're mine if you want to be my wife from now until one of us dies or you cheat on me again. If that happens, I'm going to make your life and your new lover's life living hells as long as I'm able to. 

DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME, MY BITCH?"

Angie wasn't able to answer me verbally because she was screaming in orgasm all over my hand while I furiously finger fucked her during my tirade. She would have collapsed to the floor after her final tremor of pleasure if she hadn't still been astride my hand and I hadn't grabbed her around the shoulders when she began to fall away from me. I withdrew my hand from her crotch and picked her up, carrying her to our bed where I threw her down, again something I'd never done in the past. 

I dropped my sweat pants and sprang onto the bed, grabbing Angie by the ankles and spreading her open beneath me. I rapidly knee walked up the bed until I was between her legs. My cockhead went to her opening as if by instinct and with one hard thrust, I was balls deep inside her vaginal cavity. I began to slam her with everything I had and as fast as I could. 

Angie screamed in orgasm five minutes into the most powerful and punishing fucking I'd ever given her. I remained upright on my knees with her ankles still in my hands as I thrust into her body trying to reach my own climax. Angie came numerous times during the additional fifteen minutes it took me to cum while pounding her with my cock. I heard her scream the loudest, longest scream I'd ever evoked from her while we fucked when I jammed myself to the hilt within her and spurted my seminal fluid deep inside her. 

I dropped down upon her upper body while still inside her and growled into her face. "Who's given you the bigger orgasm now, Angie? If you tell me that wasn't the biggest cum you've ever had, I swear I'll leave and you'll never see me again."

"OH GOD, ADAM. I've never came like that for anybody else. What is going on with me and my body?" Angie managed to say when she'd regained her breath.

"We'll talk about that later. Right now I need to clean up so I can take Aaron and Mary to breakfast. You're going to stay here while I'm gone. You can start on the house cleaning while I'm gone."

"But you always help me with that, Adam." Angie pouted at me.

"That's going to change, Angie. Unless you get a job outside the house, you're responsible for ALL the housecleaning from now on. Your days of leisure are over. If I'm the "Alpha Male" in our little foursome, it's time I started acting like it. Now get my ass off the bed and go find you something to eat before you start your new job cleaning our house."

I called Aaron from the bedside phone after Angie slipped on her own version of lounging around the house-wear she had. 

"Aaron, how long before you and Mary are ready for breakfast?"

"I can be ready in fifteen minutes, but Mary's still in bed. She was up ranting and raving one minute and crying uncontrollably the next most of the night."

"I didn't see any lights on when we got home last night, Aaron. That doesn't matter right now any way. I need you both to be at the diner in thirty minutes so take your balls back from Mary and be sure you're both there. I've made some discoveries and decisions this morning and you both need to hear them."

"Will Angie be there?"

"No, she won't and I'll talk to her later after I see how you and especially Mary take to what I have to tell you two. I don't want Mary and Angie to be near each other until this situation is resolved one way or the other. I'll see the two of you in thirty minutes. If Mary's not with you when you leave, you might as well turn around and come back home because I won't be coming either. Good bye, Aaron." I told him as firmly as I could before hanging up on him.

I shaved, showered, and dressed before going down stairs to watch Aaron and hopefully Mary leave from the living room window. I felt more than heard Angie enter the room.

"You sure you don't want me to go with you, Adam?"

"Yes, I'm one hundred percent sure. I don't want you and Mary anywhere near each other before we leave for San Antonio. We'll talk after I get back from talking to those two." I said as I watched Mary and Aaron walk to the garage and leave in the truck. 

I motioned for Angie to come to me and kissed her tenderly before I let her go and left our house to follow my twin and his wife to the diner. I waved back over my shoulder when Angie stood on our porch and waved goodbye at me. The future of our marriage would be decided by what happened at the diner in the next hour or two.

I pulled into the diner's parking lot and parked on the opposite side of the lot from where Aaron had parked our truck. I could see both he and Mary sitting at a booth next to the windows. I didn't wave back when they waved at me after seeing me walking toward the door of the diner. They both stood as I approached the booth. 

"Adam..."

"Shut up, Mary. Go over there to that empty table next to the wall while the men talk. I'll let you know when you can rejoin us." I snapped at her.

"You can't..."

"You shut up too, Aaron. I'll kick your ass all over this diner and the parking lot if you say another word. You know I can do it, too. The last fight you won between us was when we were ten years old and I was still weak from the mumps. Sit down and shut up." I barked at him in rage as I felt my face get hot and I knew I'd turned red in anger. Mary hurried away from us to the empty table I'd mentioned.

I stood beside the booth while I fought to regain control of both my emotions and my breathing. When I had returned to breathing normally I sat down across from my irate twin and waited for him to calm himself before I started to speak. 

I motioned for Flo to stop when I saw her headed toward our booth. Aaron and I always sat in her section when we ate at the diner when she was working. She had been a classmate of ours in high school, but looked ten years older than us from the hard drugs and promiscuous life she'd led during and after high school. She was finally getting back on her feet after her second stint in rehab and we always left her a better than necessary tip whenever she waited on us. 

"I awoke at my normal time this morning, Aaron, and did some surfing on the web until Angie got out of bed a little over an hour ago. My original idea of Angie having your baby and there being a joint custody arrangement isn't going to work. When she has the baby, you and Mary will take it and raise it as your own. 

I'm not going to raise another man's child; not even yours. When you and Mary leave Texas with the baby, you all won't see either me or Angie again. Part of the research I did this morning says that's the only way to end a long term relationship like the one Mary and Angie have. It also said that all communication between the participants in a long term relationship had to end so there will be no phone calls, e-mails, or letters between them either. 

I need you to help me keep Mary away from Angie for the next two weeks. I can't let her go to her parents and get everything that needs to get done in the next two weeks done by myself. I don't want Mary anywhere near me unless you're there too. I'm afraid I'll lose control and hurt her before I realize what I'm doing. 

You know it can happen, too. You remember those two basketball players in college that got in my face the one party I went to alone while you were on a date. I put them in the hospital and didn't realize I'd done it until I calmed down in that padded cell they put me in at the hospital. 

I'll have to take some anger management classes in San Antonio because you won't be there to keep me from going into another blind rage like you have been in the past. 

I realized I finally love Angie more than I love you this morning, Aaron, and I want our marriage to last for a long time. The only way that happens is if Mary's out of Angie's life completely and there's where I need your help. 

I know you love Mary more than me now, but I've always been able to count on you in the past and I'm hoping I can count on you in this situation. You're part of the reason we're in the mess we're in and I hope you'll accept that fact and help me here, Aaron. 

Will you help me try and save my marriage? Can you be stronger than Mary long enough for me and Angie to get out of this mess? It should only be eight months before the baby gets here so what do you say bro, you with me or against me here?"

Aaron sat across from me with a myriad of emotions constantly changing in his facial expressions and eyes. I saw looks of confusion, anger, love (for who I didn't know), indecision, and finally sadness come and go during the time we sat there in silence. The look of sadness stayed as he began to talk to me and I knew I was going to be coming in second to Mary in what I wanted compared to what she wanted.

"I'm sorry, Adam, but Mary's happiness and our relationship has to be the most important thing in my life from now on. Mary has told me numerous times over the last couple of days that she can't live without Angie in her life and her bed. I can't help you the way you want. Mary was..."

"STOP! I don't want to hear anything about what Mary said or wants to happen here from you. I'll hear it straight from her in a few minutes when you and I are done talking. Answer me one question before you go over to where Mary is and send her over here. I only want to hear a yes or no come out of your mouth when you answer my question, understand?"

"Yes Adam, I understand."

"Will you take your child to raise when Angie has it?"

"Yes I will, but..."

"SHUT UP, AARON! I don't want to hear another word. Go over there where Mary is and send her over here. You can stay over there until I'm done talking to her. I promise I'll control myself, not try and hurt her physically, and unlike you; I've never broken any of my promises to you. GO!"

Aaron flushed red with anger and for a second I thought he was going to come across the table at me. I had both my fists held at the ready under the table if he did. I didn't want to hurt him or Mary physically but I would if I had to defend myself. Aaron rose from the booth and stomped over to where Mary was sitting. I couldn't hear what he said to her, but from the mixed look of anger and determination I saw on her face as she walked to the booth I was seated in, it hadn't been favorable towards me. I didn't stand for her like I normally had in the past.

"What's this bullshit about me and Aaron never seeing Angie again after the baby is born, you son of a bitch!"

"Careful there Mary, the woman you're calling a bitch is Aaron's mother, too. I'm glad her and dad are both gone so they won't have to be caught up in the middle of this. 

Sit down, shut up, and let's try to have a rational and adult conversation about the screwed up mess we find ourselves in. I'm bigger than you, stronger than you, and I can yell louder and longer than you can so getting into that kind of argument won't solve anything. 

I don't want to hurt you physically, Mary, but I can't help but hurt you emotionally. NOW SIT DOWN."

All the anger and determination on Mary's face drained away to be replace with fear as she paled noticeably standing there in front of me. It was the first time I'd ever seen that level of fear on Mary in the entire time I'd known her. 

She stumbled to the booth across from me and stared at me with that same expression of fear on her face. I sat there not saying a word while I waited on her to compose herself. When some of the color had returned to her face and her eyes had lost the look of fear they'd had, I began talking to her in as normal a tone as I could.

"Mary, I love Angie and she says she loves me. I want to save our marriage, but I will not share her with you or any other person. She told me she was willing to do anything I needed her to do to stay my wife. I'm not sure if she'll still feel that way when I tell her what I want her to do about the baby and..."

"You're not going to have her abort it, are you, Adam?" Mary blurted out interrupting me.

"No. I'm going to give her the choice of having it and giving it to you and Aaron to rise and never seeing it again or she can have it and stay here with you and Aaron if she can't live with the first choice. 

I already told Aaron and I'm not sure what he told you, but the only way to end a long term relationship like the one you and Angie have is for it to be a complete break. That means no contact of any kind ever. 

I don't really care if you get hurt by my taking Angie away from you or not. I care about our marriage and the continuation of it from today forward. For it to survive, you have to be cut out of Angie's live and I'm going to do everything I can to make that happen if she truly wants to be my wife."

"But we've been together since we were fourteen, Adam, and I can't live without her in my life! Our relationship hasn't hurt you or your marriage in the past and doesn't have to affect it in any way in the future.

Please Adam, we can work something out so that she stays in both our lives. I promise what happened last month will never happen again.

I was going to apologize for threatening to kill you yesterday when you came in, but you didn't give me a chance. I didn't mean those things I was yelling at the two of you. I was angry, scared, and lost my head for a little while. Please Adam, don't do this."

"Damn it. Don't any of you three listen to a word I say? 

I WILL NOT SHARE HER WITH ANYBODY!" 

I yelled at Mary; barely noticing the gasps and looks of surprise that the other patrons of the diner had on their faces when they glanced in our direction. 

I again sat without speaking as I struggled to regain my composure. I was able to continue after five minutes of silence between us.

"I don't believe a word that comes out of your mouth, Mary. You've been lying to me and Aaron the entire time we've known you and Angie. I think you meant every word you yelled at me yesterday and will do anything to keep Angie for yourself. 




We Need to Separate... 03



The problem you have is that I'm willing to do the same thing if she decides she wants me and only me. Unlike you, I care enough about Angie to give her the choice and I'll live with whatever choice she makes even if it isn't me. Evidently you only care about what you want and everybody else be damned.

I will do whatever I can to keep the two of you apart until she decides which one of us she wants. Angie needs to make up her own mind."

"That's not fair and you know it. She'll be with you and you'll be able to influence her while I won't have the same chance." Mary hissed at me as her anger returned.

"NOT FAIR. I don't want to hear about not fair from you, Mary. Was it fair that I fell in love with a closet bi-sexual woman? Was it fair that same woman and her female lover have been cuckolding me the entire time I've been married to her? Was it fair the way the two of them schemed to get me involved in a four way bi-sexual orgy with them and my own brother? 

NO. None of that was fair so I don't want to hear how I'm being unfair now. Life isn't fair and you know it. You need to stay away from Angie until she decides on which way she wants her life to go from today forward.

I promise you that I'll not try and persuade her into choosing me, but I won't stop loving her or stop making love to her. I'm her husband so I have the right to do those things. You can love her, but you can't make love to her ever again for our marriage to work. 

"Stay away from my wife, you dyke bitch." I bellowed at Mary after standing up to leave. 

I intercepted Flo on my way out the door and gave her a fifty dollar bill, telling her it was for Mary and Aaron's breakfast and for her to keep the change. 

I walked to my Z and headed toward home and the next hopefully more pleasant conversation I needed to have that morning. 

"Angie, I'm home. Where are you?" I yelled as I entered our house. I heard her footsteps on the second floor before I heard her reply.

"I'm up here cleaning our bathroom. Are you coming up here?"

"No, I need you to come down so we can talk." I yelled back up to her. I could hear the phone in the den ringing while I waited on her.

I stood a few feet away from the bottom of the stairs as Angie ran down them toward me. Even in the oversized T-shirt she had on, the holey pair of jeans she wore when doing housework, and her hair tied back with a pale blue ribbon; she was still beautiful to me as she ran to me and tried to wrap me up into a hug. I stopped her by grabbing her shoulders and held her away from me at arms' length.

"Angie, you may not be so lovey-dovey after I tell you what I have to tell you. Let's go into the den and talk."

Angie got a scared look on her face and her shoulders slumped before looking at me with tears beginning to flow from her eyes. 

"You're going to leave me here and go to San Antonio by yourself, aren't you? Mary convinced you into believing I'd choose her over you when it came down to me having to make a choice, didn't she? That's why the phones have been ringing off the hook for the last ten minutes, hasn't it? She wanted to tell me I was hers before you could, didn't she? 

I turned off my cell phone and the ringers on all the house phones except for the one in the den. The door was locked and the key was gone from the drawer in the kitchen so I couldn't turn it off. Why's the door locked to the den, Adam?'

"No Angie, I'm not going to leave you, but we need to talk. The door is locked because I printed off some things from the Internet and I didn't want you to see them until we talked. Let's go sit in the den and I'll tell you what happened this morning and everything else you need to know."

I took her right hand in my left and led her to the den. After unlocking the door, I steered her to the couch that was located in the corner across the room from where the desk with the computer and its accessories sat. I held both her hands in mine and tried to look reassuring until the phone's ringing interrupted the moment. I hurried to the desk and snatched up the phone. 

"I'm home so you can stop calling, you physco-bitch." I yelled into the phone before slamming it back down into its cradle. 

I stood beside the desk struggling to regain control of my anger and the rest of the jumbled mess of emotions I was experiencing at that moment. I walked back to where Angie was quietly crying after I'd regained control.

"I'm sorry, baby. I guess you've realized it didn't go well with Aaron and Mary at the diner this morning. Aaron won't help us in keeping Mary away from you. You've told me many times since Thursday you'd do anything I wanted to stay my wife but what I'm going to ask you to do might be more than you can do."

"You want me to abort the baby! You told Aaron that I could have it yesterday. I'll get an abortion if that's what you want, Adam, but I'm not going to pretend I'm happy to do it." Angie blurted out before I could say anything else.

"No, I don't want you to abort the baby, but what I do want will probably be as hard for you to do as the abortion would have been. 

Angie, I love you more than I ever have before. It hurts me to have to admit it, but Aaron was first in my heart until all of this mess happened and I'm sorry for that. That's not true anymore though and I want to show you how much I love you for a long time, but my love for you is enough that I care about what you want, too. 

Angie, for us to continue in our marriage you'll have to choose between giving up your baby to Aaron and Mary and never seeing it or them again or keeping it and never seeing me again. Until you make that choice, we don't need to talk about anything else.

"I love you and want you to be with me in San Antonio or anywhere else I might end up, but you can't keep the baby for that to happen."

"But why can't I and Aaron share custody like you said yesterday?"

"Because that won't work. Some of the things I printed off were about ending long term relationships. Everything I found said that for a long term relationship to be truly ended, all contact between the parties involved had to be severed completely. 

Having joint custody of the baby keeps the contact between you and Mary open and you'll never be free of her control over you. I can't and won't share you with her or anybody else so you have to decide on how your life is going to go from now forward. 

I'm giving you the choice because I do care about you being happy. Mary isn't willing to give you that choice. I'll live with whatever you choose, Angie. I know you need some time to think about everything I've told you so I'm going to start cleaning up the yard.

I need you to make your decision on your own and without me or Mary influencing you either way. My promise to leave you if you talk to her still stands so you better be sure I don't find out if you do talk to her."

I left Angie sitting on the couch with fresh tears running down her cheeks and went to change into my work clothes.

I got the lawnmower from the garage and began mowing the lawn. I saw Angie sitting on the front porch a half an hour later and with another fifteen minutes to go before our yard was finished. Being the anal retentive that I was, I finished the yard before stopping the mower at the bottom of the steps leading up to the porch. 

My heart skipped a beat when I saw all the pages from my web-surfing in Angie's lap. I trudged up the stairs with a feeling of dread inside of me. I hadn't even thought of those pages when I'd left Angie sitting in the den. Angie sat in the wooden rocker on our porch with a neutral expression on her face.

"I see you found my research from this morning, baby. Are you upset with what you've read so far?"

"No, Sir. I understand why you want me to give up the baby and not have any contact with Mary, Sir." Angie replied in a voice barely above a whisper.

"What's with the Sir business, Angie? You don't have to call me, Sir."

"That's how a good slave shows her Master respect when she answers him, isn't it, Sir?"

"Oh no, Angie. I don't want to be your Master. That it is the extreme version of a Dominant/Submissive relationship. I don't know if I have it in me to have that type of relationship with you or anybody.

I thought and still think you're a little more submissive than you realized and I was going to try and use that to break Mary's hold on you. I'm not your Master so you don't have to call me Sir."

"What if I want, no, need you to be my Master. You couldn't have known it and I only realized it myself after having read some of the traits of a truly submissive personality, but I've never had to make a decision or get to choose what I wanted before and I can't do it now. 

You know the way my father is, how domineering he is. He made all the decisions regarding my life when I was a little girl. The clothes I wore, the kids I could play with, that private elementary school I went to, and the course of study I took there; all of it controlled by him. 

Then I went to that all girls finishing school and met Mary who took over control of me from my father almost immediately. After that I married you and you've been in control since. Think back at all the decisions that have come up in our married life. 

Try to remember how I never had an opinion on anything we did or bought. I listened and picked up on which option made you the happiest or most excited and went with it.

I know you want me to give up the baby and never see Mary again and I'd just go along with that because it's what you want; but it really won't be a conscious decision on my part. If Mary were to be standing there telling me to dump you and stay with her, that would be what I'd do. 

I've never had to choose, I've always went along. Can you try and understand that and how hard this is for me, Adam? Please?"

"Okay Angie, I think I understand a little what you're telling me so I guess the question is: Without any influence from me or Mary, who do you want to be with the most? Do you even know that much?"

"I want to be with you. I do love you more than any other person on Earth, Adam, and if it were possible for me to choose it would be you, but I can't choose. 

If you really and truly want to keep me, you'll have to take complete control of me from today forward. If you can't do that, I guess Mary wins by default. I'll stay as long as you'll have me, but the first time Mary gets me alone, I'll be back in her arms and most likely in her bed."

"I guess there's only one thing for me to do then isn't there? I wasn't lying when I said I wanted our marriage to last a long, long time and I'll do whatever I have to for that to happen. We'll have to talk about how this new arrangement is going to work from now on, but for now, I need to put the mower away and get cleaned up before we go to town so get upstairs and draw me a bath, my beautiful bitch." I told my wife with a huge grin that hid the anxiety that I was feeling over what she'd told me. 

Angie sprang from the rocker and ran to me, grabbing me in a slightly painful hug while kissing me all over my face.

"Thank you, Adam. I'll be the best slave a Master could want. You don't know how relieved I am from your taking control, Adam. 

Your bath will be ready when you are done with your task. I love you and will never disappoint you again."

I slapped Angie on her ass as she rushed past me into the house. I had so many questions about the new situation I found myself in that they wouldn't slowdown in my head long enough for me to pick one and concentrate on it. I was on auto-pilot as I cleaned the mower and put it away. 

Aaron and Mary were pulling into the drive as I was leaving the garage. I ignored the honk of the truck horn and hurried into the house. I knew one or both would be at the door as soon as Aaron parked the truck so I stood inside with it closed and waited for which ever showed up at the door. 

Of course it was Mary who ran up the few steps onto our porch and who would have begun beating on the storm door's frame if I hadn't stepped out onto the porch in front of her. Aaron had reached the bottom of the steps by then and stood there with a defeated look on his face. Mary started yelling as loud as she could after I'd stepped outside to block her from entering mine and Angie's house.

"Angie, come out here, I need to talk to you. Angie..."

I reached out and clamped my right hand over Mary's mouth while grabbing the back of her head with my left. The look of anger I shot at Aaron must have convinced him to stay where he was when I'd noticed him starting up the steps toward Mary and me. 

"Shut up, Mary." I hissed into her face. "Angie won't be coming out and you won't be talking to her ever again. I'm Angie's boss from now on so deal with it. Unless you want me to throw you off the porch, don't yell when I let go of you. Do you understand?"

I could feel her trying to nod her head yes in the vise-like grip I had her in so I let go of her with both hands. I hadn't realized I'd partially blocked her nose when I placed my hand over her mouth until I heard and saw her begin breathing in huge amounts of air as she bent over with her hands on her knees. I motioned for Aaron to stop when he again showed signs of walking up the steps to the porch.

Mary got control of her breathing enough to begin talking again.

"I'll find some way to talk to Angie without you being there and we'll see who really has control over her. I've been doing this for fourteen years and you think you can take her that easily. 

You're still an amateur compared to me and she'll do what I want when I get the chance to talk to her."

"I agree that I'm an amateur when it comes to controlling another person's life so completely that they can't make decisions for themselves based on what they want so I guess I'll have to make sure you never get to talk to Angie alone ever again. 

Angie did say she wanted to be with me so I'll do whatever I have to do to keep the two of you apart. Once we get to Texas, you had better not show up down there until it's time for Angie to have the baby or I promise you both I'll hurt you, Mary and Aaron. 

Now, I think it's time you got off my porch and out of our lives. I'm through being "Mister Nice Guy" and this is your last warning before I start getting physical so get the hell away from us and stay away."

I managed to say without yelling and with as much anger as I could without yelling while backing Mary up away from our door. 

Aaron caught her when she stepped back one last time into open air when she ran out of porch. He wrapped her up in his arms and carried her toward their house while I turned my back on them to enter mine.

I entered our house to find Angie lying in the floor of our entryway curled up in the fetal position and crying softly. I bent down and picked her up and carried her upstairs to our bedroom while trying to reassure her that everything was going to be all right. 

I knew that even though it was going to be difficult; I would have to keep Angie with me at all times until we got to Texas. I also knew I had a whole lot to learn about being the only dominant in Angie's life and vowed to learn as much as I could about the subject in the next eight months or so that I hoped I had while Angie was pregnant.

All of these thoughts and more where going through my head as I stripped both myself and Angie beside our extra-large bathtub in the master bath. 

I eased us both into the hot water of the bath; continuing to tell Angie how much I loved her and how I was going to make everything work out as I hugged her against me in the tub. 

We soaked in the tub until the heat had begun to dissipate from the water. I had gotten drowsy while lying there with Angie lying on my chest and decided a short nap would help unscramble the jumbled up mess of emotions and thoughts that were swirling within my head. 

Angie had actually drifted off to sleep while we were in the tub and I had to wake her before we could get out of the tub. We dried each other enough to go to bed and Angie was back asleep as soon as we'd lain down. My last conscious thought was I might have to let Angie go if I couldn't be her dominant like she wanted me to be and I hoped that I could be.

To be continued...



We Need to Separate... 04



The last eight months had been the most stressful of my entire life. Having to take Angie with me everywhere I went to keep her away from Mary during the two weeks it took to get everything squared away in Tennessee had been a nightmare that I didn't think would ever be topped. I had to threaten to put my half of our farm out on the open market to get Aaron to even talk to me about buying me out. The only thing that had went smoothly was my right hand man at work picking up on all the work and its paperwork so effortlessly that I'd been able to devote most of my time on the personal matters that come up with a big move. 

Angie never complained during the whole two weeks and never hesitated when I gave her some of the tasks to do to help relieve me of some of the stress. The every other day sex habit we'd gotten into after the honeymoon period of our marriage had worn off declined to only a couple of times each week for the next couple of months. I was the one struggling with performance anxiety and negative thoughts about whether she was comparing me with Aaron when we tried to make love even though she told me numerous times that she didn't. I had begun seeing the company's approved therapist to help me deal with those issues and the one of me having to be Angie's Master in everything. I had made progress with the first two issues and our sex life had rebounded until the pregnancy got in the way.

We had left the majority of the things we'd accumulated during the seven years we'd been together in Tennessee. The furnished apartment the company was letting us stay in had limited storage space and the cost of moving the bulk of our furniture and having to store it indefinitely didn't appeal to me. Angie had no opinion either way and I began to remember how she had always deferred to my decisions in the past and realized I had been making all the decisions in our marriage and they had all revolved around me and Aaron remaining the inseparable pair we'd always been. I tried to start making decisions that were beneficial to only Angie and me after that.

Angie's pregnancy hadn't been smooth sailing either. She started to show in the second month which everyone with any knowledge about pregnancy knew wasn't normal. When the OB/GYN that I had picked out for Angie when she wouldn't do it for herself, informed us she'd detected two heart beats during a routine exam, we found out why she'd begun showing earlier than normal. 

Angie gained a significant amount of weight during the pregnancy; to the point that she was bedridden the last three weeks of the pregnancy. When I refused to pay for their travel and living expenses so that Angie's mom could help out during those three weeks, her father had the stupidity to start yelling at me over the phone which I promptly hung up. When the first word out of his mouth was a curse word the next three times he called, I hung up without saying a word. Her mother was on the phone the fourth time it rang and she and I had a pleasant conversation that resulted in her coming to Texas alone and staying with a friend from her college days at night while staying with Angie during the day. 

I was standing outside the delivery room with the OB/GYN and her nurse trying to come to grips with what she was telling me. I heard and felt someone walking up behind me from the waiting room and knew it was Angie's parents.

"Mr. Starks, due to the size of both the babies, your wife is in danger. I may not be able to save all three of them and I need to know if you want me to save your wife or your unborn children if I have to choose between them."

"You save my grandchildren at all cost!" My father bellowed behind me.

I whirled around and had my hand around his throat before he realized what was happening. "You shut the hell up! That's my wife in there and I have the authority over her well-being, not you, so I don't want to hear another word or I swear you'll be in traction downstairs in the ER."

I let him go when I saw how red his face was and he staggered back away from me. I turned back to the doctor and watched as a look of shock came over her face with what I said next.

"They're not mine so you better do everything necessary to see that my wife lives and if that means the babies don't survive; that's perfectly alright with me."

"But that's not possible." The doctor exclaimed. "The DNA proves you're the father."

"No, the DNA proves that someone with the same DNA as me is the father and here he comes now." I explained to her as I saw Aaron and that short bitch he was married to come around the corner.

The doctor and nurse both did a double take looking at first Aaron and then me before the reality of the situation sunk in. I was surprised when Mary took my side on who to save.

"If you have to save only one, make sure it's Angela." Mary yelled at the doctor. "If she dies and Adam doesn't sue you and the hospital, I will."

"Hold on a minute here. Those are my children and are probably the only ones I'm going to father, so I want you to save them." Aaron said putting his two cents in.

"Shut up, Aaron. Adam's done took her away from me once and if she's gone completely, I'll die too." Mary said turning her anger on Aaron.

"You both can shut up." I yelled at them. "Until they're out of her womb, they aren't the doctor's patient, Angie is; isn't that correct doctor?"

"Technically yes, but..."

"No buts. You do everything you have to do to save my wife or I swear you'll be working for me for the next twenty years. I don't care if you have to cut the little bastards out of her in pieces; you better save my wife."

"I think I need to get my boss to help me with this situation. I've never dealt with anything like this before. Maybe he'll know more about what to do." The doctor told us before she and her nurse fled back into the delivery room. The three of us remained standing outside the door glaring at each other for the next excruciatingly long twenty minutes. I jumped and saw Aaron and Mary both jump when we heard first one cry from a baby then another.

"Congratulations, you're the proud father of twins, a boy and a girl." A perky little nurse that I'd seen in the delivery room before they hustled me out of it when Angie passed out from the pain during her last attempt to have the babies naturally said to me.

"I'm not the father, he is." I told her and watched as she did the same double take that her colleagues had before her. "Is my wife okay?"

"The doctors and nurses are working hard to save her. One of the doctors said she was young and healthy and it depended on how much she wanted to live as to whether she survives or not."

"I need to see her." I exclaimed as I headed towards the door she had exited and was blocking at that moment.

"I'm afraid..." were the only words she managed to say before Mary grabbed her by the wrist and jerked her away from the door.

"Shut up, you stupid little bitch. He knows what he's doing and if the first love of my life dies, I swear I'll make you pay." Mary growled into the nurse's ashen face.

I walked into the delivery room as if I owned the place and wasn't impeded by any of the shocked members of the medical team that had been working on Angie. I walked up to the head of the bed and leaned down so that my mouth was next to Angie's left ear.

"I know you can hear me, my bitch. I command you to fight for your life. I miss my pussy and I'm not done with it yet so fight so you can bring it back to me. I promise if you die, I'll cremate you and scatter the ashes far away from me and we'll never be together again. 

NOW FIGHT!"

The first part of my little speech had been in a conversational tone, but I had yelled the last two words as loud as I could. A couple of the younger male members of the team started toward me at that moment, but stopped when the machines monitoring Angie's vital signs changed in color and sound. Everyone in the room could see the improvement that her vitals had taken after my tirade. I stood upright, grabbed Angie's left hand, and gave it a squeeze then proceeded out of the room.

Mary was as close to the door as she could get and tried to peek around me to get a glimpse of Angie, but I blocked her from doing so.

"No, you don't get one last look at her. She's mine and the two of you are done."

"But you promised we could see her when we came for the babies." Mary whined.

"No, I promised you'd never see either of us again when you came for Aaron's bastards. I never said anything about you seeing her."

"Both of you shut up and you stop calling my children bastards. I'll be listed as their father on the birth certificates so that means they're not bastards." Aaron yelled at Mary and me with his face redder in anger than I'd ever seen it before.

"To make sure that's what happens I guess we need to go to the administration wing and sort the end of this entire mess out. I hope you added them to your insurance months ago like you said you'd do. I don't know how expensive their care will be and without your insurance picking up most of it; you'll be in debt until they graduate college if you didn't."

"He did, I made sure of that." Mary told me with a defiant tone. "I still want to see Angie before I leave."

"We'll see, Mary, we'll see."

I led them to the administrative wing and was not surprised when we found Angie's doctor and an older gentleman I'd never met waiting in the reception area for us. He didn't do the double take look at Aaron and me like most of the other people we'd met in our walk from the maternity ward to here.

"The Starks brothers, I presume and who is this lovely woman with you?" The unknown man who I assumed was Angie's doctor's boss said to us when we'd stopped in front of the two of them.

"She's my sister Mary. Who are you?" I asked with the irritation of the situation evident in my tone.

"I'm Doctor Jensen and head of the OB/GYN practice that your wife chose to deliver her babies."

"She didn't choose your practice, I did for her. We need to make sure the correct birth parents are listed on my brother's children's birth certificates and to make sure that they are under his health insurance plan's coverage and not mine. I agreed to let my wife have his children, but I won't pay for their future care now that they're here. Is that why the two of you are here, to help us with that?"

"No, actually I wanted to meet the two of you in person and had a feeling you'd end up here sooner or later. I've never had to deal with a situation quite like this one before and wanted to thank the two of you for proving to me that I hadn't seen everything that could happen in the field of Obstetrics like I thought I had. I will help you get in to see the administrator which will happen quicker with my help. It's the least I can do for you.

Remarkable. Truly remarkable. Out of all the identical twins I've seen through the years, you two are the first totally perfect pair I've seen. I can see how your wife would mistake your brother for you, especially in a darkened bedroom."

"It wasn't a mistake and she'd have known immediately that it wasn't me when my brother started trying to fuck her with his huge cock even in the dark. I need to get back to my wife so can we hurry this along?"

I had finally gotten both a shocked look and the breaking of his calm, professional manner from the good doctor with my last remark, but he quickly regained his composure before nodding his head and turning from us to the receptionist behind him who had a deer in the headlights look on her face from the scene that had taken place in front of her. She managed to calm herself enough to call someone in the suite of offices behind her and pointed to the door behind her desk after she'd hung up the phone.

The three of us followed the two doctors into the warren of cubicles behind that door and were led back to the corner office where another, slightly younger looking than the male doctor, gentleman waited at the door for us.

"John, I'd like to introduce the Starks brothers and Mary to you. This is John Mannes and he's the head administrator for the hospital. I'm sure he can help you with your delicate situation." Doctor Jensen said before turning and walking back the way he'd come.

"Come into my office. I was very intrigued with your situation once Mark, I'm sorry, Doctor Jensen first told me about it. I'll to everything possible to make sure everything works out to everyone's satisfaction so let's sit down and see what we need to do."

I spent the next twenty minutes explaining as much of what I needed and what Aaron and Mary needed for the separation of Angie's care and the care of Aaron's children without going into detail as to how we'd ended up in the mess we were in, even though the administrator kept trying to get the whole story out of me. I didn't lie about anything that had happened, but did refuse to answer most of his more pointed questions. 

We were another thirty minutes filling out paperwork, entering Angie's papers absolving her of her parental rights, and waiting on our own copies of everything before I was allowed to leave. The nurse who had tried to stop me from entering the delivery room was waiting for me to take me to where Angie was in recovery.

I declined Aaron's offer to go with him and Mary to see my new niece and nephew. I didn't need to get emotionally attached to them for my plan to keep Angie as my wife to work. I had the notion that out of sight, out of mind would make it easier to walk away from them for both me and Angie. Her falling into unconsciousness had been the only good thing that had happened during the whole ordeal. I knew she'd be upset that she hadn't gotten to see them for even a short period, but she had obeyed me when I'd ordered her to sign the papers mentioned before and understood that neither of us would have a part in their lives after Aaron and Mary left with them.

I did allow Aaron and Mary to see Angie, but not in the way that Mary had wanted. Angie was still unconscious, I stood between her and them so that they couldn't get close enough to touch or whisper to her, and I shoved them back out into the hall when Mary tried to say more than the goodbye that she'd agreed to before I would let them see her. That was the last time they would see either of us for a long time.

******************** 

Three months later

I had come home to find Angie lying on the couch in the same pajamas she'd had on when I'd left for work nine hours earlier. The parts of the apartment that I could see were even messier than they'd been before I'd left. I had been as patient with her as I could since she'd been released from the hospital and began seeing a therapist to help her deal with the combination of post-partum depression and the depression from having given away her babies, but for some reason I snapped that day.

"Get your fat ass off that couch and go get the paddle from the bedroom, my bitch. I'm tired of you moping around this apartment like your best friend died. It's time for you to start keeping your promises to me and if I have to discipline you to get you to do that; then that's what I'm going to do." I yelled at her.

My anger with her and the frustration from not having our sex live return to the level I wanted it to caused me to slap her across the face when she hesitated and before I'd realized I was going to do it. I saw the mixed look of shock and surprise flash across her face before they were replaced with a look of hurt as the tears began to flow down her cheeks. I half expected to hear the slam of the bedroom door when she finally rose from the couch and ran to the bedroom. 

She was breathing hard from both her exertions and the multitude of emotions that had to be running through her mind and body. She dropped to her knees in front of me and presented the paddle to me. (I had spanked her a couple of times during the early months of her pregnancy with my bare hands, but hadn't liked the pain in them afterwards and had bought the paddle from an adult sex store near the factory I was now working in was located.)

"I'm sorry, Master. I have been a bad slave and deserve to be punished. I'll try not to break my promises to you again. I want to be a good slave to you so that you'll continue to want me. Please Master; show me that you still want me."

I grabbed one of the wooden chairs from the dining room table and sat down in it. Angie didn't hesitate before lying across my lap.

"Forgetting something, my bitch?" I asked her after she'd lain down on my lap.

Angie stood sheepishly and dropped her pajama bottoms and panties before resuming her position across my lap. I gave each of her ass cheeks ten whacks with the paddle starting out with relatively soft ones and progressing to the final two being not quite as hard as I could muster. She whimpered through the first eight, but screamed out in real pain from the last two.

I couldn't to this day swear to which of her body's areas that were leaking fluids was leaking the most, her eyes or my pussy. I had an erection that was harder than I could remember and without hesitating, pushed Angie off my lap into the floor before unfastening my belt and slacks and dropping down behind her as she knelt there on all fours. I slammed my cock to the hilt into her snatch and began to fuck her as hard as I could. 

Surprisingly to me, she came as soon as my seminal fluid spurted out of my cock and into her depths even though I hadn't been fucking her for only a few minutes. It had been so long since we'd fucked like this that I hadn't been able to control my own orgasm like I'd been able to in the past. 

We retired to the bedroom and had the best fuck session since the last one we'd had in Tennessee. We fell asleep in each other's arms from exhaustion three hours later having missed our evening meal. Our sex live picked up noticeably after that night and I began thinking we'd make it as a married couple after all.

Angie began to work out religiously after that day and after twelve months (the same amount of time it had taken to gain it); she'd lost all the weight from the pregnancy and her slothful behavior afterwards. I had never stopped working out and had remained at my normal weight throughout the most trying time of my life to that date.

I had begun dabbling in creating a video game during all the spare time I had when we'd moved to Texas and finally had developed one that was fun to play and that I'd worked all of the bugs out of. With the money I'd gotten from Aaron buying my half of the farm, I started my own company to make and sell my video game. 

Angie's encouragement had helped push me into finishing the game, the business development skills she'd learned in college and that she'd never let me know she had, made our little enterprise into a bigger success than we'd ever imagined. When the next bigger and better sequel to my first game became one of the top ten new games for the year it was released, we became instant millionaires and when we sold our company to a big name game console maker, instant billionaires.

Mary had not stopped trying to get in touch with Angie during the two year period it took for us to get our company from idle time tinkering to huge success, mostly through Angie's parents.

Angie was under strict orders from me not to answer the apartment phone when I wasn't home, had no cell phone or computer of her own, was restricted as to where, when, and how long she could be gone from the apartment, and was not allowed to even retrieve our mail from our box in the lobby of the apartment building we lived in nor to open it if she saw it unopened in our apartment. I had terminated I don't know how many phone calls between Angie and her parents whenever Mary or Angie's children were mentioned. I'd thrown away even more letters and photographs of my niece and nephew that Angie's parents had sent, most without Angie's knowledge.




We Need to Separate... 04



After our company was sold, I realized we could live anywhere in the world and neither of us would have to work another day in our lives. I quit my job, researched which of the Hawaiian Islands would be the most idyllic to live on, and ended up picking the big island of Hawaii itself. Not being native Hawaiians, we couldn't buy the house and land I found on the big island, but we did manage to get a fifty year lease at a reasonable fixed yearly rental with no penalties for breaking the lease if we stayed ten years. 

I didn't tell anyone where we were going when we left Texas and left no forwarding address with the post office and Angie didn't know so she couldn't tell anyone either. I paid cash for everything even though the airline gave me a hard time over it until I threatened to call the US Treasury and complain that their company wouldn't accept good, old US currency from a native born American. I did all that so that no one back home or in Texas knew where we ended up. 

Yes, it was hard on Angie not speaking to her parents again after we moved to Hawaii, but she'd agreed to do anything I wanted to save our marriage and she had become totally dependent on me after I fully embraced being her Master. I didn't share her with other men like some of the Master/Slave stories I'd read, only used spankings for her discipline, and never talked to her in the degrading manner I did in our home when other people were present. To the outside world, we were a normal married couple that treated each other as equals and not like the way our relationship actually was.

By moving the way we did, I had been able to remove Mary completely from Angie's life. We lived the next twenty years in peace and in love with each other.

**********************

We were sitting at the top of the second tier of seats in the old basketball arena that my old university used for its graduation ceremony. It had been twenty eight years since the last time I'd set foot on its campus and twenty two since I'd been in the state of Tennessee. No one in either of our families knew we were even there. I looked to my right when I felt Angie squeeze my hand. Even with her gaunt face, thinning hair, and anorexicly thin body; she was still the most beautiful woman in the world to me. The choker she had around her neck with the diamonds mounted to stick out like spikes sparkled in the bright lights of the arena. The blanket that lay across her lap hid the lower portion of the wheelchair she was in.

"Thank you, Sir. You've made me happier today than I've been in a long time."

"You don't have to call me Sir here, my love. I'm just glad that you were able to be here."

"I know I don't have to call you Sir in public, but I want to call you Sir as much as I can with the time I have left. I don't know what would have happened to me if you hadn't taken over my life the way you did. I have never stopped loving you and I think I would have died without you in my life. I'm so sorry at the extremes you had to take to get me away from her, but I'm not sorry for the life we've had together. Promise me you'll find someone else to love after I'm gone."

"I don't think I can make that promise, my bitch. I could never love someone else as much as I have loved and still love you."

"Promise me you'll try."

"I promise that I'll try, my dear sweet wife. Now hush, the ceremony's about to begin."

Yes my once big, beautiful wife was dying and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it. The breast cancer they'd found two years earlier had spread farther than they'd originally thought. She shouldn't have been sitting beside me had the doctor's prognosis come true. Maybe the promise to bring her to this graduation ceremony had helped her to hang on this long or maybe the crying jag I'd had six months into our shared ordeal when I realized I was going to lose her forever had done it or maybe a combination of both; but no matter the reason, she was still here. 

I sat quietly beside her when she began to clap and scream with what little strength she had as her daughter and son whom she'd never laid eyes on until the night before when I gave her the two pictures Aaron had sent me six months earlier at my request. If she'd been able to, I'm sure she would have stood when "Angelina Sparks" and "Angelo Sparks" were announced over the PA system. 

I heard her sigh of contentment after they had left the stage and felt her relax beside me. I realized she'd gone to sleep when I heard her familiar snore. I sat beside her while she slept through the chaos of the arena emptying at the end of the ceremony and arose to take us out of the building when there was only a handful of people still milling about down on the arena floor. 

She awoke when she heard me talking over my cell phone to the limo driver as I instructed him to have the car good and warm even though it was early June and unseasonably hot outside. I pushed Angie's wheelchair down the concourse and straight out to our limo that was parked on the large concrete pad between the doors we'd exited and the street. Donating over thirty million dollars over the last ten year period and having one of us dying from cancer earned us the privilege of having our transportation where it was.

I had one more surprise for my beautiful wife so I whispered to the driver the next location we needed to go to after I'd gotten Angie settled in the back seat of the limo. I removed my coat and tie and loosened my shirt from my trousers and unbuttoned it so I might get some relief from the heat in the back of the car. Angie snuggling up against me after we'd started moving defeated that maneuver.

"Do you think the hotel's pool is heated enough for me to tolerate it, Sir? Will you help me into it if it is?" Angie asked me as we crawled along in the traffic jam outside the arena.

"Yes to both your questions, my dear. Only you'll have to wait before we go back to the hotel. I have another surprise for you."

After we were clear of the traffic tie-up, our limo glided down the interstate to the other side of town and to one of the oldest and most popular restaurants in town. Being as rich and semi-famous as we were, getting a private dining room reserved for us had not been a problem. Angie and I shared the fame of being creators of some of the most popular video games made over the last twenty years. It had been extremely difficult keeping the location where we lived a secret, but I'd managed to do it. The other members of our little celebration were already waiting on us when we arrived.

No one would have trouble telling us apart when we did get back together after twenty two years apart. I was still fit and only slightly thicker in the middle than I'd been when we parted, but Aaron was huge. If he didn't weigh over three hundred and fifty pounds, he was very close. Mary looked like a Munchkin from the "Wizard of Oz" beside him. I knew the tall brown haired woman beside Mary was named Annette and was Mary's female lover replacement for Angie and marveled at the striking resemblance she had to the way Angie looked before the cancer and its treatments had ravaged her body.

Angelina and Angelo couldn't have been identical because they weren't the same sex, but their physical appearances, facial features, and even eye color was so much alike that anyone not knowing how identical twins came into being would swear they were. They stared open mouthed at both Angie and me as they stood beside the only family that they had ever known.

I decided that I'd make the introductions when it appeared no one else was going to.

"Hi, Angelina and Angelo. I'm your uncle Adam and this..." I managed to say before I was interrupted.

"You're our mom. Our real mom." The twins blurted out at the same time before turning red.

"That's quite alright and understandable. Your dad and I use to start talking at the same time all the time when we were younger. It's like there's one brain controlling you both at the same time, isn't it?"

"Yes. OMG yes. We're so glad to finally meet someone else who understands that. Dad has told us about you and how the two of you were inseparable once upon a time. We didn't really believe him though. We knew you existed, but we couldn't believe you'd stay away like you have if the two of you had been that close in the past." They said together.

"We can talk about that later. You need to pay your mom some attention now. This is the first time she's seen you in person and she wants so much to touch you both."

The twins rushed over to Angie and knelt down on either side of her so they could hug her at the same time. I walked over to where Mary, Aaron, and Annette stood. Aaron pulled me into a hug when I tried to shake his hand, Mary ignored me completely as she stood and stared at Angie with a look of shock and sadness combined on her face, and Annette gave me a chaste kiss on the cheek after Aaron had let me go.

"You're looking good, bro. Ever going to invite us to whichever exotic place the two of you are living at?" Aaron asked me.

"Maybe, some day in the future. Damn Aaron, you've let yourself go since the last time I've seen you. Even as big as it is, I bet you've not seen your own cock in years. I think I'll start calling you Shamuu."

"I'll kick your ass if you do."

"Who do you think you're kidding? You couldn't kick my ass in a fair fight even when you were in the best shape of your life and you know it." I laughed at him.

"Why have you waited so long to let me see her again? I know you've been talking to Aaron for the past fifteen years on your birthday or the closes week day to it when it fell on a weekend or holiday. You knew I'd found Annette to replace Angie in my heart and in our bed. Yes, Aaron and I share Annette's body and love. You didn't have to keep Angie away after we found Annette."

"For one thing, I don't believe you've lost your love for Angie and for another, I think you'd have tried to get her back even with Annette in the picture if you'd had half the chance and that wasn't a chance I was willing to risk. Angie has been perfectly happy since the day I snapped her out of her funk and didn't need you back in her live to complicate it or to bring unhappiness into it. 

I know she still loves you and will until the day she dies and I also know you'd have picked up on that and schemed to get her back under your control when you realized she still loved you. Again I didn't want to take the chance that you'd have stolen her back from me even though I've been her Master longer than you were when I took her from you.

She doesn't have long to live so there's no need for us to fight over her now. Be glad you got to see her one last time while she was alive."

"Stop! Both of you just stop. We're here to celebrate my babies' graduation from college, not to fight. I love you both and always will even when I'm gone so shut up and try to be happy for me and my darlings." Angie yelled at Mary and me while leaned forward in her chair. I could see the strain in her face and body as she struggled to remain in that position. She finally relaxed back into the chair still holding on to her daughter and son's hands.

The next couple of hours were filled with laughter and happiness from all but two of our newly reunited family. The hatred we had for each other was too great for the joy and happiness of the occasion we were a part of but separate from to overcome it as Mary and I glared at each other when we thought no one was paying attention to us and totally ignored each other when they were. I didn't think hearing the words I'd been waiting to hear from Angie would ever come.

"Sir, I'm tired and ready to go." Angie finally uttered with the sound of exhaustion in her voice. That only set off Mary's anger even more as she tried to come across the table at me. Luckily Aaron still had enough quickness to react and grab her around the waist to pull her back before she reached me. The only woman I'd ever hit was Angie, but I know I'd have hit Mary if she'd managed to hit me when she tried.

"You bastard. Making her call you Sir in public. I swear I'm going to make you pay for that." Mary screamed as she struggled in Aaron's arms.

Angie had begun to cry as quietly as she could sitting there beside me and across from Mary. She managed to speak after Mary had calmed down.

"He doesn't make me call him Sir in public, Mary. I've only been calling him Sir in public starting today. I want to call him Sir. I want everybody to know he's my Master and I'm his slave. Yes, I'm his slave. He has control over every aspect of my life. He's never done it, but if he told me to hold my shit until he gave me permission to vacate it, I'd do it or die trying.

He never did it, but I'd have let any man or woman he told to use my body anyway they wanted to use me. He has made me learn to hold my orgasms until he gives me permission to have them, but he doesn't do that very often. It's amazing what you can train your body to do when the right type and amount of discipline is applied.

I love Adam and he shouldn't have worried about you taking me away from him because no one on earth would have been able to do that. It wasn't my place to tell him that though and he never figured it out on his own. There's someone going to take me from Adam and very shortly, I'm afraid; but he's not of this Earth and I hope he's accepted my prays for forgiveness so that Adam and I can be together again in heaven. 

Mary and Adam, you both need to let go of your hatred of each other for that to happen. I saw how you two have acted toward each other all night. Please, for me as my last wish from both of you before I die, stop hating each other and try to reconnect as a family again. 

Adam, you know you're going to need someone to help you with my passing and from being alone again for the first time in a long time. Who could do that better than the family you already have. Will you both promise to at least try and stop hating each other?"

"I promise to try and try hard, but it only works if Mary is willing to try just as hard. I love you and always will, but I know it's time for me to get you to our hotel before you conk out on me completely. Your swim in the pool will have to wait till tomorrow."

"Yes Sir, anything you say, Sir."

I pushed Angie out to our waiting limo and it took us to our hotel where we had the honeymoon suite for the next five nights. 

Angie didn't get to enjoy her visit to the hotel pool the next day. She passed away that very night silently in her sleep cuddled up against my back in the position we'd been sleeping in since moving to Hawaii. I didn't realize she was gone until the next morning when I tried to awaken her for breakfast and her daily round of meds. 

A formal investigation was started by the local police department because she died while with me and not in a hospital or under a doctor's care. I was never detained at the police station (high powered, expensive lawyers have a way of making that happen), but it was ten days after her death before the police decided her death was natural and not caused by me. 

I had her cremated as soon as the police released her body and flew her ashes back to Hawaii with me where I scattered some of them on the four islands that we'd spent time on and enjoyed while living over there. The last bit of her ashes were scattered from our yacht 300 miles from the nearest land into the sea.

I broke the fifty year lease we'd had and began living on the yacht. I had learned to pilot it by myself many years ago and became something of a legend as I wandered from island port to island port all over the south Pacific.

********************

Five years later

I was standing at the back of the church wondering if I should enter or not. The only reason I was here at all was because Ainge had begged me to be there. She and her brother had been the only ones to stay in touch with me after that celebratory dinner and the subsequent death of their mother and the love of my life. The fact that it was my own brother's funeral had no bearing on my being there. He had sided with Mary again and not tried to improve our strained relationship because she didn't want to.

She blamed me for Angie's death even though I wasn't the one who gave her cancer. If you missed it, she hadn't responded either yea or nay to Angie's last wish but the look of hate she'd given me as I pushed Angie away that night let me know that I'd be wasting my time trying to reenter their lives so I didn't try. 

Ainge and Angelo had come to be with me at the police station and my hotel after Angie's death and begged me to stay in their lives. I told them everything they wanted to know about their mother and promised to send them the photo albums we'd accumulated since we'd left Tennessee and all the digital photos stored on my computer.

I had personally watched them both tell their step-mother to go fuck herself when she demanded that they not have anything to do with me when she showed up at the airport as they were telling me good bye. Being as tall as their late mother, they towered over Mary and I'm sure one of them would have flattened her if she hadn't backed down. (I was betting on it being Ainge in my head.) 

Ainge had wanted to come and see me after I'd returned to Hawaii and I eventually sent her the money so that she could do that. It was painful to go into, but I told her the whole story about her mother, her father, and her step-mother and how she and Angelo had come to be. She couldn't believe that her mother had been that submissive especially with Mary, but came to accept it after I show her some of mine and Angie's bondage and discipline paraphernalia that I'd kept after Angie's death.

I was turning to leave when Ainge spotted me and she and Angelo rushed down the center aisle from the first pew on the right that was reserved for immediate family. I heard gasps of surprise and the low murmur that occurs when a large group of people start whispering amongst themselves as we walked down the aisle. Ainge and Angelo kept reassuring me that it would be okay for me to sit in the first pew with them and they'd beat Mary and Annette's asses if they raised too much of a fuss. Mary reacted in her typical fashion upon seeing me nearing the pew she occupied with my niece and nephew.

"Oh hell no. He's not sitting on the same pew as me." She yelled in anger while standing and trying to block the three of us from returning to the pew.

"Then you can sit behind us on the second pew, you hateful bitch. I invited him with Angelo's blessing, he is immediate family, and he's sitting with me and Angelo so calm your ass down before I calm it down for you. You're not our mother and neither of us have any problem with kicking your ass or your pussified Amazon whore's ass either. Bet you didn't know she came on to both me and Angelo after we turned eighteen, did you? 

Now sit your ass down before I sit it down for you and I promise I won't be gentle." Ainge hissed at Mary after her outburst. The murmuring of the gathered people got louder and only stopped when the first hymn that whoever arranged Aaron's funeral had picked began to play over the church's sound system. 

I sat in silence between my niece and nephew through the seemingly (to me) too long service that was held for my dead brother that I hadn't been able to reconnect with so that I could tell him I had forgiven him for what he'd done to me that fateful night when he'd fucked my wife. 

I didn't want to and wouldn't have done it if my beautiful niece and her handsome brother hadn't begged then threatened me into doing it, but I did step behind the microphone they'd set up on the floor of the church in front of the altar for those who wanted to say a few words about Aaron.





We Need to Separate... 04



"For those of you who are surprised I even showed up here today, I hope you at least bet a chicken dinner with someone that I wouldn't and now you have to pay. For the rest of you, I'm only here because of two people and my feeble attempt to bring them some happiness on this sad day. Angelina and Angelo, I'm sorry for your loss and I know I can't replace him, but I promise that I'll always be there for both of you whenever you need me and for whatever reason.

I want everyone present here today to know that I forgave Aaron many years ago for the betrayal he fested on me with what he did with and to Angie. Its public record that he was the father of Angie's children and my niece and nephew, but the story that it was accomplished through artificial insemination that he and Mary have been telling all these years was a lie.

I know some of you have figured that out for yourselves especially after the way Angie and I left and then basically disappeared, but now everyone knows the truth. Am I sorry it happened? Yes and no. Yes, because then I wouldn't have had to go through the pain that I went through because of Angie and Aaron's betrayal of me. No, because if it hadn't have happened those two wonderful people sitting on the right hand side of the front pew wouldn't be here today.

I love you, Aaron, and always have. I forgive you and hope to be reunited with you some day in heaven since it didn't happen here on Earth, but like the freed Gladiator said at the end of the movie said "Not Today". Thank you everyone for coming and try to remember my brother with happy memories and not sad ones because that's what I'm going to do."

There were more shocked expressions on the faces of my audience than there were crying ones, but the two most important people in my life at that moment were both crying and didn't hesitate to rush to me and stand there hugging me as hard as they could when I was finished speaking. The kiss on the cheek that Ainge gave me was expected, but the one Angelo gave me on the other cheek was not. 

They couldn't stop thanking me as they led me back to our seats. I did manage to glance at their step-mother during that short walk and if looks could kill I'd have ended up laid out dead in the floor feet away from Aaron's lifeless body. Mary didn't wait for the end of the service after my little speech, but grabbed Annette's wrist; drug her down the center aisle and out of the church. Ainge and Angelo both flashed a quick grin at me when that happened.

I rode with Ainge and Angelo in the back of the funeral home's limo to the cemetery that Aaron would be interred in and threw my own handful of dirt upon his casket with them after it had been lowered into the grave. The only reason there was only one empty seat in the front row they'd set up in front of Aaron's final resting place was because I was sitting in the one I'm sure had been set for Annette. 

I didn't shed a tear throughout the entire funeral from beginning to end, but between them, Ainge and Angelo shed enough for all three of us. They spent the rest of the day with me at my hotel room when I refused to go back to the farm with them. They had been and were still living in mine and Angie's old house which I hadn't sold and had had a property management company rent and maintain over the years until Angie's children had come of age and became the new owners of it. That was the first and last time Angie wanted something bad enough to stand up and demand that her wish be granted and naturally I'd given her what she wanted.

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Epilogue:

It has been ten years since my brother's death and it's almost time for me to join him and my beloved Angie in heaven. I'm seventy five years old and except for the inoperable brain tumor that is going to end my life, in excellent shape for a man of my age. 

I didn't find another woman to love and finish out my days with, but it wasn't because of a lack of trying. I had my fair share of women during the twenty five years I survived Angie and her death, but none of them came close to winning my love. Some were one night stands, some were very short relationships, and a couple had been long relationships that might have led to more if the women hadn't fucked up and caused the breakup of our relationship.

I walked away from the first woman I got close enough to that marriage might have been in our future when I found out she was only with me because of my money and didn't love me, at least not as much as she loved the idea of getting her hands on my money.

The second woman broke my heart and killed the budding love that had been developing for her when she fucked another man after promising me that she'd be my woman and not have any other men in her life. I walked away from her and never looked back. 

Ainge and Angelo remained in my life and I walked Ainge down the aisle and gave her away on her wedding day. I was Angelo's best man at his wedding only because he insisted that I do it. They both seem happy and I pray neither of them experience the pain that I had felt when the most important person in their life betrays them with another lover. 

I never saw Mary again after she'd stormed out of Aaron's funeral and her step-children know better than to mention her or her well-being (or not so well-being) around me. I had to give up my hatred of her for my chance to get into heaven and be reunited with the two people who I had actually loved during my time on Earth so I did.

Did I do the right thing when I did everything I did so I could keep Angie as my wife? A good many people think I didn't, but I personally think I did. 

Yes, she'd cuckolded me for years and with another woman no less. Yes, she'd gotten pregnant by another man, bore those children, and nearly died during their births. And yes, she'd forced me to become a different person than I'd been before to keep her, but I had loved her and still do with all my heart and the many years of joy and happiness we'd shared together after her betrayal more than made up for that short period of pain and suffering she'd caused me.

I'm no expert on love or life and would never claim to be, but I do know that everyone has choices they have to make in life unless they become like Angie and give control of their lives to or have that control taken from them by someone else. Not all of those choices will be easy and someone on the outside looking in will always be there to tell you you're making the wrong choice no matter what you choose, but there's one thing that I know is true no matter what you choose.

Make the choice, do everything you possibly can to make that choice happen, deal and live with any consequences the choice brings, and never waffle or waiver when it comes to the choice you made no matter what anybody else says or tries to do about your choice.

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That's the end of my soap box rant and my story and hopefully some of you enjoyed.