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Holiday Disaster

By: WillieWolfe



This story comes with a few cautionary notes.

It is pure fantasy, and is unlikely to represent anyone's reality, past or present.

There are divorces but no BTB. It is long winded and crosses into a number of characters' lives.

It is written in my clunky wooden style, as that simply is my skill set. I do not use an editor as have found the process in the past, to be too difficult and people unreliable. If you can get past the grammar and punctuation, would hope it is still reasonably coherent. 

I welcome all comments. The complements, the critical and the inane.

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The Humiliation. 

The sun shines brightly through the balcony doors of my mini suit. I look across lustfully at the goddess lying next to me in bed. All five foot eleven of her. With her flowing long blonde hair, full figured body, with all those magnificent curves in exactly the right places. 

Reaching out, I run my hand gently down her naked body, which causes her to emit a little purr. Down her back and across her bum, she slightly spreads her legs and moves one knee up the bed. This has the effect of exposing her pussy that is covered with light tufts of blonde hair that she keeps well-manicured.

Ever so gently I run my fingers over her pussy lips and opening. Before settling on her magic button. Giving it a little flick, then so, so slowly starting to circle it with my finger. Her purring has now changed to a low moan. Her breathing is now more of a pant.

Rolling on to her side, giving me the perfect view of those DD breasts. Her nipples are standing up, making it more than obvious that she is clearly aroused.

"Really! You want to start this now?" My beautiful wife asks. "You didn't get enough last night." Kate giggles. As she reaches out and takes hold of my rock hard cock.

Last night, she had been wild, totally uninhibited, as we had fucked and sucked into the wee hours of the morning.

I have no idea what Kate see's in me, not only is she gorgeous beyond belief. Kate is also astonishingly smart. A junior partner in one of the city's biggest law firms.

Me, I work construction. No, I do not own the company, I am not a wealthy builder developing properties. I work construction, for about eighty thousand a year. At five foot eight, I look fat but I am not. I am barrel chest with a big bum, huge powerful arms and legs. A legacy of working construction all my life. Keep my hair cut short and wear my cap on backwards.

At thirty six, I am two years Kate's senior and really, I have no idea what she sees in me. Kate gives my cock another gentle squeeze. At seven inch's it is on the large side of average. However it is really thick, which Kate seems to enjoy.

"So" She says. "I thought you were going on another shore excursion today?" 

We have been cruising the Mediterranean for the past week. On holiday with Kate's sister, Holly and husband Stephen Nicolls. You haven't heard of Stephen Nicolls, he owns and runs the biggest Real Estate Company in the state. 

The other three are over excursions, Rome had been the last straw for them. Unbearably hot and the crowds, just unbelievable. No matter how amazing the sites and history, they have simply had enough.

However I am keen to see Naples and head on up to Pompeii. With some reluctance, I kiss my wife, before getting out of bed, showering and heading off on my adventure.

It is gone one thirty by the time I am back on board. Making my way to our cabin to find that Kate is not there, though really hadn't expected her to be. With roaming switched off on our phones, I cannot ring her but I can text.

"Hey babe, were you hiding." I type.

I listen as I hear Kates phone go off by the bed, as she hasn't taken it with her. Again not surprising if she is up by one of the pools. Though the ship is huge, most of it is cabins. If I trawl the pools, bars and restaurants, it shouldn't take me long to find her.

Half an hour later, I have not only not found Kate, I haven't come across Holly or her husband either. Never mind, I am hungry so I head off to the Horizons Restaurant for a little lunch.

After a quick bite, I head back out by the pool, where this time I see Holly. She is the spitting image of her sister, only four years older. Holly is wearing a red bikini, that I am sure has grabbed the attention of every red blooded male pool side and probably half the women. 

I wander over. "Hey sexy lady" I declare.

Holly is a little startled. "Shit... Oh Joe... What are you doing back...? I thought... Aren't you meant to...didn't you go...?" She sounds really fluster. My, 'Hey sexy lady,' has really thrown her off balance.

I know if I start telling her about my trip she is only going to stop listening, as she really has little interest... So I don't bother to explain that I actually hadn't taken the ships organised excursion but instead headed off on my own. Catching the train to Pompeii and taking a private tour, seeing all I wanted to see, then catching the train back, some three and half hours quicker than the official tour.

Sitting myself down in the deck chair beside my very beautiful sister, I ask. "Holly, you haven't seen Kate, have you?"

For just a fleeting second, I think I notice a look, before Holly says. "She was just here a while ago. She said something about going to...um." Holly holds up the book she is reading. "Sorry babe, I wasn't really listening."

"That's ok. I'll keep looking, maybe head back to the cabin." I say.

Before I can go, Holly asks. "Can you be a darling and rub some lotion on my back?" As she passes me they sun block, then rolls over on to her tummy.

I rub lotion on to her shoulders and down her back. "Legs to, please." She whispers.

I rub over her thighs and down her calves. As I come back up, Holly spreads her legs, not only exposing her white inner thighs but a very pronounced camel toe, where the red bikini is stretched tight over her pussy.

I am feeling more than a little awkward and I am sure Holly is well aware of the fact. As she is more than aware of her exposed pussy and camel toe. Both she and Kate would think this funny.

Holly rolls back over. "Sorry babe, I shouldn't tease. It's only that you are such a great guy and make it so easy." She giggles. Before taking the lotion from me, then starts to seductively rub it onto her chest. More embarrassment for me, more giggles from Holly.

Again I am about to leave, when Holly asks. "Just one more favour for your favourite sister. Can you get me another Vodka Pina Colada?" As she holds up her empty glass.

"Ok, anything for my only sister."

"Favourite sister" she corrects. As I walk away. "Oh and don't make me drink alone." She calls out.

When I return with the drinks, the cocktail for Holly and a light beer for myself. Holly is busily texting on her phone. Her husband I guess but I don't ask.

I quickly finish my beer and this time make my escape. Thirty minutes later when I finally circle back to Holly, I still haven't found Kate. "Have you seen Kate?" I ask.

"You just missed her before." Then she points over towards the pool, where Kate is just getting out. As she flicks her hair back, water dripping from her bikini clad body, Kate makes her way over to us. What a sight.

Wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing her wet body to mine, she lands a big wet sloppy kiss on my lips. I have no idea what this incredible creature sees in me.

Finally we head back to the cabin, just in time to shower and dress for dinner. It is formal night. Kate is wearing a long blue cocktail dress, with a plunging neckline and low strappy back, simply stunning. Even I scrub up alright, in my Armani dinner suit and black bow tie.

As I adjust my tie, I give Kate my version of a sexy look and say. "Bond. James Bond." 

Along with a giggle, it also gets me a very sensual and sexy kiss from my beautiful wife.

I sense Kate is horny, something has her aroused. I have seen this before. My guess is, the little pussy rub I had given her this morning, then her spending most of the day parading herself around the pool in that very sexy bikini, has her turned on. The sex to night is going to be something else.

We meet Holly and Stephen for dinner. Holly, like Kate is stunning. Boobs out and plenty of flesh on show. Stephen, well he could be the real James Bond. Tall, dark and handsome. Charming and unbelievably charismatic. Just a shame a little dose of humility doesn't come with what most women would see as the perfect package. It is no surprise he has ended up with a woman like Holly. Oh and he has a nine inch cock. How do I know this? Well, he is always telling everyone one about his big cock. Holly has told Kate that it is true and it is nine inches long. As I said, he could be the real James Bond.

Stephen Nicolls doesn't particularly like me much and barely hides the fact. As for me, mostly I am simply indifferent about the guy, but for the girls sake we are generally civil. 

After dinner Kate and I head off to the Wheelhouse bar for drinks and dancing. Holly and 'Bond' head off to the show.

Kate and I are having a great time, so I am a little disappointed when Holly and her husband re-join us after the show. I was enjoying our time alone. However a few more drinks and dances with my sexy wife, I am soon back in the party mood.

Holly wants to dance but Stephen is being a dick and is not interested. So hoping that it might just piss him off, I ask my very sexy, very beautiful sister to dance.

Five songs, two of them very slow and sexy, before we head back to the table. As we approach it looks like Kate and Stephen are arguing but they stop when we get there.

Before we can sit down, Holly presses herself to me and plants a long sensual kiss on my lips. Certainly not one a married woman should be sharing with another guy.

I look to Stephen, kind of hoping this has got under his skin a little. On the contrary, he looks very relaxed and self-assured, smug even. As I said, the real James Bond.

Sitting back down next to Kate, I lean over and whisper. "What was that all about?"

Kate smiles. "She loves you. It was so nice that you took her out to dance." Then it is Kate who is now kissing me, soft and sensual. However she also squeezing my cock at the same time, at least Holly hadn't done that. Now that would have been awkward. 

We are no sooner back in our cabin and Kate is tearing my clothes off, well at the same time trying to rid herself of her own. Kate soon has us both naked, and my cock in her mouth. Sucking and teasing me relentlessly.

For now sucking is not what she is really interested in. "Baby I need your big fat cock in me...Please baby, please." Kate desperatly pleads. 

Effortlessly I toss Kate back on to the bed. We have been doing this for a long time and I know exactly what she needs and desires. Pushing my cock, spreading her pussy lips, it opens up and takes me to my hilt. 

Now three long slow strokes, followed by three short sharp ones aimed perfectly at her G spot. I fall into a well-practised rhythm. This has Kate moaning, at first barely more than a whisper. "Fuck me Joe...Fuck me Joe."

I am well into my work. Kate has her eyes closed and head thrown pack, she has her cum face on. 'Oh joe...Fuck me Joe ...Fuck me...Oh, oh ..." Kate is now wailing and is no longer quiet. I probably should have closed the balcony door.

Then Kate wraps her legs tightly around me and begins to buck. I can feel her pussy muscles tightening around my cock as she begins to cum, long and hard.

"Oh Joe fuck me... Fuck this dirty slut...Make this slut cum...Oh fuck this slut." Kate screams as a second wave engulfs her.

I am a little taken back. That's new, I have never heard Kate call herself a dirty slut before. Our love making has always been uninhibited and wild but I have never thought of, or treated her like a slut.

In one practised motion, I roll over. Kate never comes off my cock, then she lays on my chest, my full seven inch's buried deep inside her, while she recovers. 

"Slut?" I ask.

"What..." She replies but adds not more. So I choose to leave it be.

It doesn't take long before Kate once again starts to move. Kate starts slow, before finding her own rhythm. She loves to ride cowgirl, loves to be in control. It is the lawyer in her. Again it starts as a whisper. "Mmm...oh yeah...God I love this big fat cock..." 

Kate is now sitting up, her hands pushing firmly down on my chest, as she begins to vigorously ride my cock. One long stroke after another. Slap, slap, slap she ponds me.

Once again Kate has become loud. "Oh Joe I love your cock... Your big beautiful fat cock..." Slap, slap, slap she rides. Oh Joe...Oh Joe...best cock a girl can have...on yeah...I am cuming ...I am cuming baby..."

Again Kate collapses on to my chest. "Wow..." she purrs.

"Best cock a girl can have?" I ask.

"What?" she again replies.

"You said, best cock a girl can have."

"It is..." Kate pauses to take a long inquiring look at me. "You know I wasn't a virgin when we met..." She laughs.

I say nothing but give a little nod, and Kate continues. "I wasn't a complete slut, not like Holly, but I had my share of cock, but none as good as your big fat monster."

"So best cock a girl has had and not can have." I say. I know it is semantics, but words are Kate's craft.

Kate's answer is to distract me. Sliding down my body, she swallows my cock and begins to tease it with her tongue. In less than two minutes I am cuming in her mouth and have completely forgotten about has had and can have. Like the previous night we continue to fuck, well into the early hours.

The sun shines brightly through the balcony doors of my mini suit. Kate is sound asleep still. I take a quick shower and head up to Horizons for breakfast. There is no sign of Holly and Stephen. 

Back in the cabin I get ready for the days excursion. We are in the port of Livorno, the stepping stone to Florence. 

Kate, still half asleep rolls over and smiles at me. "Hey babe."

"Hey beautiful. So what's on your agenda today?" I ask

"Mmm...more sleep, food then pool. Tonight dancing but maybe no fucking if that's ok ...sore pussy." Kate mumbles.

"Ok, I will see you when I get back." With that I kiss my gorgeous wife goodbye and head off.

The plan is the same as yesterday. I am giving the official excursion a miss and intend to make my own way to Florence by train. Only, to get to the train station to find they are not running. Maintenance or a break down I am not sure, my Italian isn't so good and the guy at the station, his English is worse. 

The other option is by bus, however with that I am not so sure. A train has a specific start and stopping place, with a bus, that can be anywhere. Again with my poor Italian and my friends, 'non Perla inglese' I am unable to sort it out. 

Well over an hour later and with much disappointment, I give up on Florence. I had so wanted to see the David, but it isn't to be. That's life I guess.

Heading off to explore the town of Livorno, I plan to find a café with free Wi-Fi, grab a coffee and one of those fancy pastries the Italians are famous for.

My day out, lasts no more than three hours, before I am back on board. I decide to take the stairs rather than the lift, sometimes it is quicker. I am just half a landing down, when the elevator doors on level nine open and they hop out. 

I take the last stairs two at a time as I try to catch up. As I reach the top, I see two of the most beautiful bikini clad woman and James Bond walking away. "Kate" I call out. But they are caught up in their own conversation and do not hear me.

I am nearly right behind them when Holly opens their cabin door, as Kate follows her in, I watch as Stephen Nicolls grabs my wife's ass and as she turns, then gently strokes his cheek. I think, I hear him say. 'Let finish what we started yesterday, before we were rudely interrupted.' I watch as the door closes behind them. I stand there stunned and in shock.

It may have been twenty minutes it may have been five, I have no idea, when Michael the room steward approaches me. "Mr Joe, can I be of some help?"

"Michael. Yes I need to get into the room." I sound more than a little frantic.

"That's Mr and Mrs Nicolls room." He states.

"Yes, they have just gone in with my wife."

"Then you can just knock." He innocently says.

"Look Michael, I am a great tipper. If you let me into the room, my tip will be even bigger. Please." I plead.

"I am sorry Mr Joe, I can't." He gives me a sympathetic smile, before wandering off.

"You are from room 9012." A woman's voice from behind me says.

I turn to see an elderly couple staring at me. "Yes."

"We are from 9014 and that room 9016, is your friends." The man says.

"My wife's sister and her husband." I reply.

"The blondes your wife?" He asks.

"One of them, yes. The other, my sister." 

"Hard to tell apart." The woman says.

I just nod and continue to stare at the door.

The elderly man opens their cabin door. "Come on in. If they have left the balcony doors open you can hear everything." He blandly states.

I feel myself blush. I am sure half the boat had heard Kate last night. "Thankyou." Then I follow them in and out on to their balcony. 

There is silence. "They must have the door closed" the old guy says.

I drag one of the deck chairs over to the railing. "What are you doing?" the woman says with some alarm.

"I am thinking of climbing up and around the railing." I growl.

'It is a shame we don't have a key to this door in the dividing screen." The old guy says somewhat mater-of-factly.

I look at the door, then the lock. It is a simple privacy lock and I am in luck, the release tap is on this side of the door. 

"Suppose you don't have a screwdriver?" I ask.

The old guy goes back inside and comes out with a small Swiss army knife. I look at him and then the knife. "Security let me keep it. Said it was too small to do any harm." He says in way of an explanation.

I open the blade, press the tap and the handle is off. I take out the little screwdriver, remove two screws and the barrel is free. Put the screwdriver into the latching mechanisms, turn and the door opens. All done in under thirty seconds.

I thank the old couple and then approach the closed balcony door. I pull the handle and it slides quietly open. I can hear Kate as I step into the cabin.

"Oh yeah... oh fuck yeah..." She is moaning.

Kate is on her back, legs spread wide apart. Eyes closed, head flung back. She has her cum face on. Nicolls is driving his cock into her. It is all of nine inches. The fact that it is quite thin, makes it look even bigger.

Oh fuck yeah..." Kate continues to moan.

Standing behind Nicolls is the beautiful Holly, she is wearing a big pink strap on dick and is pegging her husband's ass. As Nicolls pulls out, Holly drives in, as he drives forward, Holly pulls back. They are in total sync, it is obvious this is not the first time they have done this.

I take out my phone and take pictures before starting to video the action. I move within a few feet of them before I speak. Surprisingly calmly I say. "So what's going on here then?"

Holly lets out a guttural scream, and the big pink strap on dick makes a loud popping sound as it come out of Nicolls ass.

Kate eyes fly open. "Oh no...Oh no...Oh no..." She repeats over and over as she franticly tries to get out from under Stephen Nicolls and is nine inch cock.

As for Stephen Nicolls, he just smugly smiles as he continues to fuck my wife.

Holly is the next to speak. "Joe what are you doing here?" It is a ridiculous question, a simply reflex on Holly's part.

Smiling sweetly at her, I reply. "Why, am I not invited?"

Kate has finally freed herself from Nicolls and his huddled up in the corner, using a pillow to try and hide her nakedness from me. "Joe this is not what it looks like. Please Joe..." Another ridiculous statement.


Holiday Disaster



Once again I calmly reply. "I am sure it isn't." Then I hold up the phone. "But I have the pictures to see exactly what it does look like."

Kate and Holly both gasp. "Oh god no."

Stephen Nicolls yells at me to give him the fucking phone or he is going to rip my fucking head off. The girls hold him down, but to be honest he doesn't take much holding back. Courage is not a trait this guy possess. So maybe not James Bond then.

Picking up Kate's hand bag I tip the contents onto the floor, grab the pass key to our cabin, turn and walk out.

Five minutes later Kate is banging on our cabin door. 'Joe please, we need to talk. Please Joe."

Looking through the peep hole, I can see Kate dressed in what I assume to be Holly's cloths, with Holly standing beside her. No sign of Nicolls or James Bond. They continue to make a din. So Michael the room steward will be along soon and I sure he will let Kate in.

I drag a deck chair in from off the balcony and jam it up and under the cabin doors lock. Then I fetch Kate's suitcase and neatly pack all her belongings. Next I go off and take a long cold shower. All of a sudden, I am feeling sick to my stomach.

When I am finished showering, I can hear more banging on the door. Again I look through the peep hole. There is a very official looking guy in a white uniform.

"Mr Jackson, I am the officer of the day. I need you to open this door." He commands.

I open the door but remain standing in the entrance. I may not be all that tall but I am rather intimidating. I stand there in silence.

It is Kate who speaks first. "Please Joe we need to talk."

I remain silent.

The officer of the day clears his throat. "Mr Jackson, I am going to need you, to let your wife back into the cabin."

I wheel Kate's suitcases out into the passage way. "No" Then I close the door and put the deck chair back in place.

I am exhausted and I hit the sack. When I wake, it has gone eight thirty and I am starving. The simple fact is I cannot spend the rest of the cruise in the cabin. Looking though the peep hole, I fined the coast is clear. I make for the Crown Grill and find a seat at the rear of the restaurant. Unlikely they will find me here.

I am wrong, it is less than ten minutes before Stephen Nicolls leisurely walks in and sits himself down. Man of influence but probably more importantly money.

"Joe Kate wants to talk to you." He confidently says.

I ignore him.

"Don't you want to know why?" he asks.

I continue to ignore him, while I contemplate the consequences of knocking his fucking block off.

This guy is an arrogant S.O.B. "This is your only chance of an explanation, I will not be offering it again."

Of course he is right. I need to know why and how long. So I eat a little humble pie. "Why and how long?" I ask.

"The why and the how long are kind of the same." He says. "Polyamorous is a life style choice. One the three of us made a long time ago."

"A choice you all made?" 

"Holly and I had been married two years before Kate joined us. That's a year before she met you." Nicolls continues with his explanation.

"This has been going on our whole married life." I say with some alarm.

Nicolls ignores me and again continues. 'Kate had been dating you for over two months before she told me. I gave her a choice, you or me. She chose our life style over you.

I remember, things been us had been going along great then all of a sudden cooled. She became busy, wouldn't return my calls. Thing is I didn't give up, I chased and romanced the hell out of her. Two months later we were back on track. Three months after that we were married.

"But five months after that, her and I were married?" It was more a question than a statement.

"Yes." Is all he says, then he remains silent.

Before he says. "You will need to ask Kate."

"Bullshit." I snarl

"Ok." He says contemptuously and with a little nod. "Kate came to me and said she was in love with two men. Said that was what a polyamorous relation was about, loving more than one person. Begged me not to make her choose. She said she would if she had to, but begged me not to make her. I made a mistake, I let her keep you." 

It is clear, that he has no doubt Kate would have decided on him.

"It's not polyamorous when one of the parties doesn't even know what's going on." I stupidly say.

"No. Its cuckold." He triumphantly declares. Then gets up and leaves.

When I return to my cabin, I am totally deflated. To make it worse, Kate is inside waiting for me.

"Kate what are you doing here?" Again another stupid question.

"Joe we need to talk. I need to explain.' She sounds desperate.

"Kate, there is no need. Your boyfriend has just spent the last twenty minutes filling me in."

"You spoke to Stephen." Kate says rather alarmed.

"Yes Stephen. Or are there others?" I sarcastically ask.

"Joe!" Kate exclaims, as if I am the bad guy here.

"Kate I have only one question." I say.

"Anything." There is some relief now in her voice. Lawyers, it is all about engaging in conversation and debate.

"Our daughters. You know our four year old and two year old. Who is the father?" It is a cold and cutting question. That has Kate bursting into tears and fleeing the room.

I pick up the room phone and makes some calls. Six thirty the next morning I am waiting by the gang way, suitcase in hand. Eight o'clock I am at Genoa airport booked on a ten thirty plane to London. From there on a late flight out, back to the States.

Eight o'clock in the morning I am walking in my front door. A shower and a short nap and I am on the door step of my In-laws. It is answered by both Don and Gloria Banks. It seems they have been expecting me.

"Judge Banks. Mrs Banks. I am here to pick up the girls." I say.

They are not at all surprised, Kate has already been in touch but somehow I doubt she has given them, all or any detail.

"They won't be going with you." The Judge declares.

"I am their father." I simply state.

'Yes and Kate is their mother and she has specifically stated that they are not to go with you. Also if you have forgotten, I am a Judge and will have a restraining order within the hour."

"I am their father, and you need to look at these photos." I coldly glare at them both, handing Gloria my phone.

I watch as Gloria scrolls through my phone, she shows no emotion at all. Then I watch as her fingers work over time, deleting the photos from my phone.

"What photos?" the Judge growls.

"There are no photos." Gloria calmly says.

"Look. You are right, it will be better if the girls stay here until Kate gets back. But they are my daughters and you won't keep them from me." I look directly at Gloria. "Bring them to Henson Park, two o'clock. They can play on the swings and then we can go for ice cream." 

Gloria gives the slightest of nods, and I take my leave. The judge is still mumbling what photos and Gloria is smart enough to know I have copies.

It has gone two fifteen when Gloria Banks finally turns up with my two beautiful girls. Emma, my oldest comes running over, giving me a big hug, before heading off to the swings. Charlotte remains holding her grandmothers hand as they stroll over. Then climbs up onto my lap. 

Gloria Banks takes herself off to the bench on the opposite side of the playground without saying a word, which is so unlike her. Gloria is normally a fun and outgoing women. She is an English Professor and teaches night classes at the local community college. 

For the next hour the girls run around and play. Well Emma runs around and Charlotte follows, like younger sisters do.

Finally we head off for ice cream. Gloria Banks falls in beside us, as we slowly make our way to the kiosk. 

Without looking at her, I quietly say. "I am sorry, I should not have shown you those photos."

"No! You should not have." She replies.

Nothing else is said until they are about to leave. When Gloria Banks say's. "It will have to be a little earlier tomorrow, I have work in the evening.

"Thank you, Mrs Banks." I say gratefully.

With real trepidation I now head off to Genetica Laboratories, with my DNA paternity kit and the swabs I had collect from my two beautiful girls. Where a somewhat disinterested receptionist, informs me it will be three weeks until I have the results, or I can pay an additional express fee and have them in five working days. I pay the fee.

I head on home to a lonely and empty house. Everywhere I look there are reminders of what I have lost. Worse still, so many photos of my beautiful daughters and exactly what the real cost of this fiasco could be. I can only hope and pray that I am their father.

After two hours, I can no longer bear it. I pack up all my things, grab my computer and important papers that I think I may need. Take one last look around, before leaving, vowing never to return, fuck her!

The following day, I have got to Henson Park a little early. A watch as she walks towards me, no kids in sight. She does not speak until she is right in front of me. "Hello Joe." Kate says softly.

I say nothing. I am a little surprised, not that she has been able to get off the boat and get home so quickly, Kate is a very resourceful woman. Am surprised she even bothered, surprised she has left her lover and her sister.

Kate reaches out and touches my hand, it takes every fibre of my body, not to snatch it away. "Please Joe, we need to talk."

Still without saying a word, I wander over and sit down on the park bench, Kate following and siting down beside me.

Again reaching out for my hand. Kate says. "Joe, I am so sorry. Joe you need to know that I love you..."There is a long awkward since between us. I guess Kate is expecting me to say that I love her to.

Kate continues. "Joe I need to explain..."

That's as far as I let her get. There is no hiding the anger in my voice. "Kate there is no fucking need! Your boyfriend explained it all the other night and he was pretty dam clear about it all..."

I take a few deep breaths to regain some composure, which gives Kate a chance to speak again. "Joe I need to..."

However I have no intention of listening to her bullshit. I hold up my phone. "Kate even if I didn't believe him, I have seen it with my own eyes. I have the photos and the video. So there is no need for you to explain..." Again I am sounding angry. 

I am not sure what Kate had expected. She certainly seems unprepared for the level of animosity I have for her. Kate is close to tears, as she says so softly that I can barely hear her. 'Joe I love you...Joe I am so sorry."

"Kate you loved your life style. Shit Kate, you managed a polyamorous life style plus. Not only were you, literally a sister wife. You also had a second relationship that included two husbands. You, Nicolls and your sister were more than happy with your little set up. Trouble is Kate, You, Nicolls and me, wasn't polyamorous, was it?"

I stop talking, waiting for an answer. Kate's silence is deafening. 

"You know what it is when a husband is lied to and humiliate, while another man fucks his wife..? Do you know what that is Kate..?"

Kate now has tears running down her cheeks.

"It's a cuckold!" I snarl. "So don't tell me that you love me, because that is just fucking bullshit."

Kate is now openly weeping. "Joe...I love you...I love you...please Joe..."

Suddenly this all seems pointless, so it is time to end it. Calmer now, I say. "Kate if I am not the father of the girls..."

"No!" Kate screams. "You are their daddy..."

"Kate if I am not their father, I will be cutting all ties with you all. They are young enough to bond with their real father..."

"No Joe, don't you dare say that. Joe you are their daddy..." Kate's nostrils flare and her eyes rage.

My next question is a simple one. "So Kate, you never fucked him, when you got pregnant? Never had unprotect sex? Kate couldn't look at me.

"Kate if I am their father, then we will work out a custody arrangement that is best for the girls and not about us." I say gently. There is nothing else to be said, so I take my leave.

Life moves on. 

Five months have passed, Kate and I are divorced. Right up until the papers were signed, Kate has been adamant, that she does not want a divorce. At every opportunity, she continues to tell me, how sorry she is and how much she loves me. Never once did I believe her and am at a loss to understand why she simply does not move on with her life, or more correctly back to her life style.

The results of the paternity DNA test were back in less than the five days. I am the father of my two beautiful girls, thank god for that. 

To her credit, Kate and I have worked out a custody arrangement that is best for our daughters. Every second Saturday they spend with me. For now, until they get a little older, I drop them back to their mother in the evening. 

On the alternate Sundays, Kates mum Gloria, brings the girls to Henson Park. The girls play and then we have ice cream. Gloria has quickly forgiven me, and I now look forward to our afternoons. Gloria never asks about Kate and me. As for those photo's, they have never ever been mentioned again. I do not know how much Kate has told her, if anything at all. As for the judge, the few times our paths have crossed, he has remained very hostile. 

Also one evening a week, on a night that suits Kate, I go over to my old house and help with the girl's dinner, then with getting them ready for bed. Every time as I leave, Kate says without fail. 'Thank you Joe. We love you.' If nothing else, Kate has my respect, for putting the welfare of our girls first.

As for my life outside of the girls, well I work construction. Am also doing a little moonlighting with my good buddy TJ Earl. Mostly small renovation's for the horny house wives. Well that's what Mandy, TJ"s wife calls them. There are no woman in my life. Have I made a conscious decision to be celibate? Fuck no. It is just the way it is at the moment. Lots of cold showers and self-gratification.

Life falls into a comfortable routine, I should have known it couldn't last. It just had to change. Two months on and Emma has just had her fifth birthday. Kate joined Gloria, the girls and me for a picnic in the Park to celebrate and we have a fantastic day. As a consequence I let my guard down. Remember Lawyers, they have a strategy and understand the long game. Me, I work construction.

The following Thursday I am at Kate's house. I have just put the girls down and returned back downstairs. Finding Kate leaning back against the kitchen bench, holding two cold beers. She is casually dressed in tight blue jeans and a light cotton blouse. Kate isn't wearing a bra, oh and I had noticed the minute I had walked in the door. I would be lying, if I said I did not enjoy the sight. 

Kate holds up a beer and I walk over and take it. "Thanks" I say. I should have known better.

Kate takes a long slow swig of her cold beer, then impishly looks at me. Before casual saying. "I want you to take me out Saturday night."

"Take you out Saturday night." I stupidly repeat.

"Yes, on a date..." She pauses to take another drink, before continuing. "Dinner."

"Kate I am not sure that is..." That's as far as I get.

"You have other plans..? Plans with one of the horny house wives?" She teases.

Kate answers my next question, without me even asking it. "Mindy's still my friend. She tells me all about you, TJ and the horny house wives." Kate giggles.

"There is nothing to tell" I say a little defensively.

"I Know" Kate smiles. "So, no reason not to take me out for dinner. Acquerello's would be nice." Acquerello's is an Italian restaurant, famous for its fine dining. 

I have absolutely no idea why I say yes. Maybe because we had, had such a great family day in the park. Maybe it is the no bra and Kate's magnificent tits. But I do say yes.

As I am heading out the door and now realising that I have been played. Kate says. "Thanks Joe. We love you." Lawyers, strategy and the long game.

Seven o'clock Saturday night and I find myself on Kate's door step. I tentatively ring the bell. Kate opens the door and she is stunning. She has her hair up. Her makeup is understated. A reasonably conservative black cocktail dress but still with enough cleavage to have me captivated. Three inch heels complete what is a very sexy package.

I am standing there in blue jeans, a short sleeve check shirt and runners, with my cap on backwards.

"Oh" Kate says a little deflated. "I thought we were going to Acquerello's."

There is a need for me to take charge of this situation. "No. Andy's Steak and Grill, then Billy Bob's Honky-tonk."

I watch, as Kate's face lights up. "Dinner and dancing." She beams. With that she turns and rushes back up the stairs, yelling over her shoulder. "I'll be right back,"

Right back, is actually fifteen minutes later. Kate is now dressed in tight blue jeans, a white tee shirt and push up bra. Over the top, a pink checked shirt, tied at the bottom. Red cowboy boots. Her hair is now down and she is wearing bright red lip stick.

Kate lets out a little yell. "Ye ha cowboy. Let's go."

Andy's Steak and Grill is a noisy, busy, bustling joint. Tonight the place is really humming, no place for a romantic diner. Over a couple of well charred steaks and cold beers we happily chat about the two girls. Charlotte is starting to develop her own personality and becoming a real character. By the time we share a double chocolate Sunday, I find that I am really enjoying myself.

We are hardly through the door of Billy Bob's and Kate has us out on the dance floor, it is clear she is going to make the most of her night out. Again boot scooting is more about a lot of expended energy and tons of fun. As opposed to slow dancing, all up close and personal.

I am surprised when I look at my watch, to see it has gone mid-night. We have found a quiet corner, where we have been chatting and laugh about the first time I took Kate camping in the wilds. Kate had soon concluded she was more of a fives star kind of girl, rather than under the stars.

Kate looks across the table and has that impish grin on her face again. "Joe, I want to fuck!" she boldly declares, then casually takes another sip of her beer.

"Kate, that's not a..." That's as far as I get.

"Not a good idea...Well shit Sherlock. But I haven't been fucked since..." Kate pauses and drops her eyes. "Well for a long time. Joe I am horny."

I guess Kate isn't the only one who is horny. Twenty minutes later, we are walking through the front door of my little one bedroom apartment.

All of a sudden Kate seems nervous. All the bravado of 'Joe, I want to fuck!' from earlier seems to have gone. 

Kate quietly wanders around, taking her time checking out my new home. "Joe this is nice. Maybe not the best side of town. But nice." It is nervous babble.

Kate likes to fuck, be a little wild, be in charge. So again I decide to take control, if this is going to happen, it is going to happen on my terms.

Slowly I walk over and take Kate in my arms. Kissing her softly, before smiling and without a word, taking her by the hand, leading her to the bedroom. Gently I swing her around so I am pressed up against her back. Wrapping my arms around her, kissing, caressing, and nibbling her neck, and shoulders.

"Oh yes..." I am rewarded with a faint little gasp from Kate. "Mmm..." She murmurs. 

I slip the pink check shirt from her shoulders, pull the white low cut tee shirt over her head. Drop my hands to her jeans, releasing the button and sliding the zipper down. All the time slowly kissing and caressing her.

Kate is taken by surprise, when suddenly, I spin her around and push her back on to the bed. "Oh shit." She squeals, as she smiles up at me.

Moving forward I remove first one, then the other of the red cowboy boots. As I take hold of her jeans, Kate lifts her beautiful ass and gives a little wiggle. Now she is laying on the bed, legs seductively apart, in only a matching pair of sexy pale pink panties and bra. I remember when I had bought them for her.




Holiday Disaster



"See anything you like babe." Kate purrs.

Without a word, I kick off my runners, shed my shirt and pants, before slipping out of my boxers. My thick seven inch cock hard and erect.

Kate licks her lips and goes to move forward. Her intent very clear, to take me in her mouth, but for now I have other plans. Gently I push her back down, positioning myself on top of her. Slipping one leg between her now throbbing thighs as we become entangled.

All the time kissing and teasing her. As I slowly and softly rub my cock across her pussy. I can smell the musky odour of her excitement. Kate desperately thrusts and grinds back. Now panting and pleading. "Oh baby please...oh baby..."

I continue my little dance, my cock protected from her demanding wet pussy, by a pair of sexy pink panties. 

In one practised move, I pop off her pink bra taking first one then the other of her aroused nibbles into my mouth.

"Oh god yes" she hisses, her breathing now coming in short gasps 

First one, then the other, while all the time continuing my little cock dance.

Kate tries to thrust and grind, but I am controlling the tempo. "Oh baby please...please..." Kate has now gone from pleading, to begging. I can feel her body as it starts to shake. Kate's eyes fly open. "Oh fuck...Oh fuck...I am cuming..." Kates cries as her first climax invades her body.

It takes her a good minute or two, to regain her composure. When she has, I tip her up, hook my fingers into the top of her panties, pulling them down past her knees and over her ankles. 

Kate invitingly spreads her legs, exposing her wet and swollen pussy. 

Again I take control, rolling Kate onto her side and sliding in behind her. Lifting her leg slightly, then slowly pushing my cock deep into her pussy.

"Oh yes..." Kate happily says. 'Oh yes..." While again trying to thrust and grind but with little success as I remain in control. I remain buried deep inside of her, unmoving.

Slowly I pull back, then pause. Then even slower, push forward, Kate has now conceded control. I keep up this very slow rhythm, while kissing her neck and gently playing with her breasts. 

Kate is quiet but her breathing is becoming short again. Reaching for Kate's hand I move it down between her legs, whispering in her ear, encouraging her to enhance her own pleasure. Immediately Kate starts to work her clit. As Kate's breathing becomes more laboured, I increase my rhythm. 

Kate is no longer quiet. "Oh Joe I love your cock... Your big beautiful fat cock...Fuck me Joe...Fuck me..." Slap, slap, slap I increase the tempo. Oh Joe...Oh Joe...oh yeah...I am cuming ...I am cuming baby." As I feel Kate's pussy tighten around my cock, I explode in side her.

Exhausted, we lay in each other's arms as sleep finds us.

I awake to the feeling of Kate's warm hot mouth gently teasing my cock. All I can do is look down and smile, content with the world.

Kate looks up at me, removing her lips from around my cock, she smiles. "Morning Babe." Before gently taking the head of my cock back into her willing mouth.

Kate is amazing at sucking cock. As she slides her mouth up and down my cock, each time taking a little more. At the same time, she sucks and swirls her tongue with a well practice technique. 

It is not long before I feel the excitement build deep down within my balls. It is not going to take much more and I will be cuming. Sensing this, Kate takes things to another level, if that is at all possible.

With a loud throaty growl. "Ahhhh." I cum in my ex-wife's mouth.

Kate smiles, licking her lips as she crawls up my body, planting a sloppy kiss, smack on my lips. Kate has done a good job of swallowing all my cum, but I can still taste the salty residue, as she comes in for a second kiss. No cum kisses, no blow jobs, she had more than once joked.

As I go to roll Kate over and return the favour, she gently pushes away, sliding out of bed. It is plain to see Kate is happy, she again has that impish grin spread all over her face. "I'm just going to grab a quick shower, then I will fix us some breakfast." She beams.

By the time I have showered, I find Kate in the kitchen, holding two cups of steaming black coffee.

She is still glowing. "Flour; eggs; milk and sugar. Four ingredient, that's all you need for pancakes. You know how many you have?" She asks a little sarcastically, as she raises her eyebrows. 

I innocently give a little shrug.

"One! Sugar. Well there is milk, but it's off..." She is trying to be judgemental, but it simply isn't working. However as to make her point, she hands me the black coffee. 

"Cosi e vita." I say.

"That is life." Kate mimics.

There is a comfortable silence between us, before Kate says. "Let's go pick up the girls from mums and we can go out for a family breakfast."

Kate has read my face. "What?" she demands with more than a little apprehension.

"Kate, I am not sure that is a good idea." The silence between us has now become very uncomfortable, as Kate glares at me. "I know they are still young, but I don't want to confuse them."

"Confuse them." Kate barks.

"Yes. About us being together." It sounds lame and it isn't exactly what I mean to say. It is quickly becoming clear last night was a mistake.

Kates angry. "So it is all right to fuck me because you are horny, but not have breakfast with your family. You think I am some kind of slut. You hate me... Oh god that's it, you hate me." Kate is working herself into a real state.

I reach out and take her hand but she rips it from my grasp. "Don't touch me." She scowls.

I take a deep breath, knowing I am going to regret what I am about to say. "Kate I love you. You are the most amazing, beautiful and intelligent woman I have ever met. An amazing mother to our two girls..." 

I pause, because now I am going to kick her in the guts, I am not trying to be hurtful, it is simply the truth. To make it worse, Kate already knows what I am about to say. "But Kate I will never be able to find my way back to you. Never."

Kate angrily turns to leave, I reach out and take her hand. Kate tries to snatch it away, I gently but firmly hold on.

Turning on me and with uncontrolled rage, Kate demands that I let her go. Then violently swinging hard with her other hand, dragging her nails across my face. Startled, I let her go. Kate stands in front of me, shaking, with her fists curled into tight little balls.

I am a little unnerved, but still manage to calmly say. "Kate I would hate it if we can't be friends. Kate I am sorry...You were right, I was horny... That's no way to treat a friend...I'm sorry." I stop talking, because now I am only babbling.

Kate grabs up her handbag, turns and heads for the door again. "Fuck you Joe...Fuck you!"

Stopping at the door, her back towards me, before turning back and heading directly for me. Dropping her bag, Kate presses herself hard against me. Angrily and passionately kissing me at the same time, if that is possible. Before once again turning and heading for the door. Her parting shot. "Fuck you Joe."

The following Thursday when I turn up at Kate's house, I am met by Debbie, the girl from across the street, who sometimes baby sits the girls. Kate it nowhere to be seen.

Sunday at Henson Park, I am met with a hard and enquiring glare from Gloria but nothing is said and we soon fall into our comfortable routine of watching the girls, chatting, then ice cream.

The following mid-week, again I am met at the door by Debbie and there is no sign of Kate. I would be lying if I said I wasn't upset. I try to tell myself 'that is life' but with little conviction.

The following Saturday, when I call for the girls, Kate is there to meet me. Things still remain tense but civil. I have planned to take the girls to the zoo and they are excited when I tell them. Kate is right, we are a family. I mouth the words so the girls do not hear. "We would...I would love it, if you would come." 

Kate takes her time, before finally giving a little nod, "Yes."

We have a great day, a long and exhausting day, but a great day. Charlotte is a sleep in my arms, when I carry her through the front door of Kate's house. I take both girls up and put them straight to bed.

I find Kate in the kitchen. "Joe we need to talk."

Of course Kate is right, we share two amazing little girls. We need to find a way of both being divorced and a family at the same time.

I walk over to the fridge and grab a beer, holding one up to Kate, but she shakes her head. Then I join Kate at the table.

Kate has a little jibe at me "Joe, our girls aren't confused, they are really smart. They get that from their mother." But she says it with a smile. Then Kate reaches across and takes the beer from my hand, taking a large swallow, then casually handing it back. 

Kate continues, more serious now. "They know mummy and daddy live in different houses. As they get older we will explain to them why. When the time is right, I will tell them what a fool I was and why you could never find your way back to me." 

Not quite sure what to say, I nod. "Ok"

For a second time, Kate shares my beer. She now has that impish grin again and I know I should be concerned. "Joe did you really mean what you said about being friends?"

"Yes I did." I say.

"Mmm...You know I believe you, when you say, you will never find your way back to me..." Kate pauses and there is a long silence between us. There really isn't too much I can say, to that.

"Of course I don't except it." Kate finishes.

I guess it is the tension, but this causes me to break out in laughter. I hold up my hand as I try to contain myself. "Sorry Kate..." but my laughter continues.

"So you think that's funny?" Kate smiles.

"No..." I say, finally gaining a little control.

"Well if you find that funny, you are going to find this fucking hilarious." Kate declares, but still with that beautiful smile on her face. "Friends right?"

"Friends" I beam.

"Friends with benefits." Kate says. Before I can answer, Kate straddles me, planting a long wet kiss, smack on my kisser. Hops back off and heads for the stairs. Casually saying. "I am off to bed, let yourself out. Oh, and Joe, we love you.

The following Thursday night after the girls are in bed, Kate sits me down and explains what friends with benefits actually means.

"You can date and see anyone you please, one of the horny house wives, it is none of my business. If you chose to tell them about me, is between them and you." Kate pauses and I give a little nod. I see no point in telling her there is no one else and unlikely to be any time soon.

Kate continues. "However when you are out with me, you are out with me and I do not expect them to be intruding into my time." She refrains from saying 'Understand Mr.' she doesn't have to, her eyes say it all.

"And for you?" I ask. "Same rules apply?"

"No!" Kate emphatically replies. "Because of my past, the rules for me are different. I will never ever keep a secret from you again. If one day I meet someone, then we won't be able to do friends with benefits, I will never cheat again."

The following Saturday night, dinner is at Acquerello's, fortified by a lot of red wine. No dancing, it is straight back to my little apartment, where the fucking is wild and uninhibited, lasting into the wee hours of the morning.

Late Sunday morning I wake Kate by licking and teasing her pussy. I soon have her purring and it is not to long before Kate has a handful of my hair. Screaming. "Ohhh...You fucking bastard...I was a sleep." As she starts to cum, bucking and riding my face.

This time I am prepared and have even add a fifth ingredient. By the time Kate is showered, I have hot coffee and blueberry pancakes on the table. So begins, our friends with benefits.

I had asked Kate if she would like to join us at the park, but she said if I didn't mind she would take a rain check. Two ten and I am a little late in getting there. I find Gloria on the park bench, while the girls play.

"Sorry I am Late." I apologise. 

"That's ok darling." Gloria's face glows. She seems to really enjoy her time with the girls and me.

I guess it has always be obvious where Kate and Holly get their beauty from. I am not sure why I say it. "You know, you have incredibly beautiful eyes. When they are alive and sparkling like today ...Wow. No wonder Kate and Holly are so beautiful."

As I would expect, the very classy Gloria remains unfazed. "Well thank you kind sir."

So when I say. "Their boobs, too."

Gloria replies with a little laugh. "Well I am pleased you noticed" but she is not quite as composed.

I stop flirting with my mother for the moment. "I need coffee. Would you like some?" I ask.

"Yes please. White with one...But Joe no sugar for you, I am not sure if I could take it, if you were any sweeter today." Now it is Gloria's turn to laugh. 

I am soon back with coffee and we sip in silence. I notice Gloria continually rubbing her feet. "Sore feet?" I ask.

"Yes. I stupidly wore new shoes to work on Friday. You would be surprised how much time teachers spend on their feet." With that, she gives them another rub.

I pat my lap, and Gloria looks at me over the top of her coffee, raising her eyebrows questionably.

"I give an amazing foot massage. Big hands." I say. Holding up my hands.

Without a word, Gloria swings around, leans back and lands her feet into my lap. I go to work and I am really good at this. It is not long before I am getting, "Mmm...God Joe you are good at this."

Having been at it for a good ten minutes, Gloria has gone quiet. I look over, thinking she may have gone to sleep. Her eyes are closed and she has a very satisfied look on her face. I also notice her skirt has ridden up, exposing a pair of white panties and a very distinctive camel toe, just like Holly's. 

Gloria again begins to purr. "Mmm...Joe that is so, so nice."

Now feeling a little guilty about staring at my mothers panties. I say with a little self-conscious laugh. "Gloria, you know you are flashing me your panties."

Without a word, Gloria calmly adjusts her skirt, while I continue her foot massage. After a minute or two, Gloria nonchalantly says. "Just as well I am wearing panties then."

When it comes to flirting, it is mother one, son in-law nil. The rest of the afternoon, including the ice cream, seems somewhat bland after that.

Well once again I fall into a comfortable routine. Saturday nights it is friends with benefits. Sometimes dinner and dancing, always fucking. Every second Sunday is spent with Gloria and the girls, where the foot massage has now become a regular part of the afternoon. Gloria for the most part is careful not to flash me her panties, however at times she either forgets or maybe deliberately exposes herself.

Four months on and it is Saturday night. Kate and I have been out to a Tim McGraw concert, what a night. 

Kate now lays motionless on top of me, having just cum. My hard seven inch cock still buried deep inside of her. "Joe I need a favour?" She asks.

I roll her over in one fluid motion, my cock never leaving her hot wet pussy. Kate wraps her legs tightly around me. "And you think this is the best time to ask?" I say, as I slowly start to slide my cock back and forth.

"Yes...Mmm that's nice." Kate giggles.

"So?"

"So what...? Oh Joe, you are so good at this." Kate seems to be having trouble concentrating.

"What's the favour?" I ask.

"Oh. I need you to take me on a date." Kate gasps.

I do not plan to make this easy for her, so I fall into a well-practised rhythm. Three long slow strokes, followed by three short sharp ones aimed at her 'G' spot. That I know will soon have her cuming.

"Oh fuck me Joe...fuck me..." Kate now wails as she starts to buck and thrust.

"A date." I say.

"Yes...yes...yes..."Kate howls. "A date. Oh Joe I am nearly there...Harder Joe harder." With one final scream Kate is cuming, taking me with her.

We lay there, both spent, before I say. "I thought that's what we have been doing. Going out on dates, before coming home and fucking our brains out."

"No Joe this would be a proper date. You will have to be my partner and not my friend with benefits." 

I simply do not understand the difference, so Kate explains it to me. "It is the big Law Society dinner. If I go alone, every sleaze ball, both single and married will be grabbing at my ass. If you take me, I will be introducing you as my partner or I may even use the word husband."

"Oh I see." I say, even though I am not sure that I do.

Kate gently reaches up and strokes my face. "Joe it won't be just you and me. You will need to be loving and attentive, in front of the world. My world."

"That could get confusing." The minute the words were out of my mouth I wish I hadn't said them.

Kate lovingly looks at me. "It's ok Joe, I understand why you can't do it."

I smile. "Actually I look really good in a dinner suit and black tie. James Bond." I say with a smoky voice. With that I am duly rewarded.

Friday night, three weeks later, and it is the Law Society's night of nights. Thinking it probably isn't a great idea to turn up in my old truck. I go all out, hiring a limo and driver. It's the new Lincoln Continental, what a sweet ride.

"Nice car." Is all Kate says. Women!

Kate is stunning. Her hair is down. She is wearing a long red dress. The straps cross over the front and so no cleavage at all. There is a split up the front that ends high up on the thigh, a little risqué, I am sure it is going to get the odd pulse racing. However all in all, reasonably conservative. Again three inch heals causing her to tower over me.

We are a little late, Kate gives me the run down. We are to do the rounds together. Me looking handsome but intimidating. Then I can find a quiet corner and a cold beer. Kate has to do a little more, brown noising, but will keep circling back to me. If I see her give the signal, I am to come and save her.

All is going to plan. Kate has circled back and just left me for the third time. So far no signal, so no need for James Bond.

You know it just couldn't last. I hear the angry growl. "What the fuck are you doing hear." It's Kate's father, the Judge and he is about to make a scene.

From out of know where, Kate is by my side. "Hello daddy" She sweetly says, while taking my arm.

"Still growling and snarling. "What the fuck is this cunt doing here?" The judge really doesn't like me.

"Joe is doing me a favour. He is my date, my very handsome and sexy date." Kate really didn't have to add that last part. Poor old Judge Banks, is starting to go red in the face.

The Judge is just about to continue his rant, when Gloria walks straight past him. Wrapping her arms around my neck and planting a soft kiss right on my lips. "How is my favourite son?" She huskily purrs.

I find myself blushing and stammering for words. The Judge knows when he is beat and heads off mumbling to himself.

Kate says. "Thanks Mum."

Gloria looks Kate and I, up then down. "So?" she smiles.

"No 'so' Mum. Joe is just doing me a favour. I needed a hot date and I volunteered him." Kate says.

As to change the subject, I say. "Wow, Gloria you look amazing tonight. That dress. Wow."

I get a loving smile. "Thank you darling. You want to know the secret?" She then leans forward and whispers in my ear. Before kissing Kate and heading off to placate the judge.

"So what's the secret?" Kate asks.

"Secret?" I echo. After a little silence. "Oh the dress. No panties."

Kate looks at me in stunned silence.

"Long story" I say.

Before we can take it any further. Kate lets out a muffled little cry. "Oh shit." She has seen something behind me.

Turning, across the room I see Holly and Stephen Nicolls. However they both seem oblivious to us. 




Holiday Disaster



Kate is shaking. 'Joe please...I am so sorry. Holly said they weren't coming." Like her sister Holly is also a lawyer. I hadn't even given it a thought that they might be here.

"Kate it is ok" I say calmer than I actually feel. "Let me take my beautiful date out to dance." 

Kate seems not to hear me, all the time watching Holly and Nicolls. I take her by the hand and lead her onto the dance floor.

It is inevitable that they will eventually see us. We have just come off the dance floor, and Holly starts to head our way. As her husband makes to follow, Holly turns and they seem to have words. Before Holly heads over on her own.

"Joe..." Is all Holly gets out, before she starts to tremble, her face loses all its colour. Just as her legs begin to sag, I take her in my arms. Holly clings to me, trembling. 

Stephen Nicolls hurriedly starts to make his way towards us. "Joe...Joe" Kate repeats. "Take Holly out on to the dance floor. Let me deal with Stephen." 

I know if Nicolls comes over and I am still here, things are not going to end well. So I take Holly out to dance. Holly has gained a little composure but still clings to me. We slowly move to the music, Holly has her face buried into my neck.

Finally Holly looks into my eyes, then softly smiles. "Sorry Joe, I just wanted to come over and say hello."

"Hello" I smile back. As we continue to move slowly to the music. A strained silence now between us.

Before Holly whispers. "I hate it, that I am not in your life. I miss being your favourite sister."

"Only sister." I grin.

Holly's eyes sparkle, as she nervously bites her bottom lip. "Favourite sister." She corrects me like she has done a hundred times before. There is now a very comfortable and familiar silence between us.

Eventually I say. "Let's get back." Holly looks concerned, but says nothing. "It's ok darling." I reassured, as I take my beautiful sister by the hand, leading her over to were Kate and her husband are standing. 

As we arrive Holly turns, wraps her arms around me, before kissing me like she had that night on the ship. Tonight Nicolls doesn't look as smug.

Turning and smiling at her sister, Holly says. "So?"

Kate laughs. "Christ you are as bad as mother. There is no 'so'. Joe is just doing me a favour. I needed a hot date and I volunteered him." 

"So, no 'so'." Holly seems to be having fun.

"We are just friends..." Kate pauses, then looks directly at Stephen Nicolls, before adding. "Friends with benefits." 

Holly smiles and gives us the old raised eyebrows look. Before saying. "Ok then." She then takes her husband by the hand, dragging him off to find her mother and the Judge.

It is now my turn to be giving Kate a questioning look. Her response is to simply take me by the hand and lead me back on to the dance floor, where for the next good while she rubs herself up against my rock hard cock.

Kate does one last round of brown noising, before we say our good nights.

As we go through the door at Kate's house, we are met by Debbie, who has been babysitting the girls. "Have they been good?" Kate asks.

"Angles" Debbie replies.

"Would you like Joe to walk you home?" Kate offers.

"No. I am fine, thank you Mrs. Jackson." Debbie says before heading off home.

Kate then decides we need just one last drink. Kate is sitting on the kitchen table staring at me, as I casually lean against the kitchen bench. "So" Kate says.

"There is no 'so', remember." I tease.

"So" Kate continues. "This long story. You remember the one... The one about my mother and no panties." Kate continues to stare at me but manages it with a somewhat, silly grin on her face.

So I tell Kate about my flirting with her mum. About how I had told Gloria that both she and Holly had got their beautiful eyes from her. Then the comment about Gloria's tits. Finally about the ongoing foot massages, including the accidental flashing and Gloria's comment, 'lucky she was wearing panties.'

By now Kate is laughing out loud, with tears running down her face. "So, so..." She says but that is all she can get out. At last she regains some composure. I then watch as she pulls up that beautiful red dress she is wearing, hooks her fingers into her panties and in one smooth motion, slides them off. "So joe, do you think it would look like this?" She purrs, as she spreads her legs.

Without a word, I move forward and plant my head between those beautiful legs. It is not to long before I have Kate's full attention. "Yes baby, just there...Mmm..." Kate softly moans. It takes a little while longer, before I have her really excited. "Oh yeah...Oh fuck yeah..." Kate is trying to be quiet but with little success. Now Kate is thrusting and riding my face. "Fuck I am going to cum..." she screams. With that, her body starts to shake and her pussy gushes her hot sticky cum all over my face.

Kate lays back on the kitchen table and I hurriedly remove my pants. Moving forward, I press my cock against Kate's very wet pussy. Kate sits up and wraps her legs around me, pulling me forward, causing my cock to bury itself, deep inside her. Kate rewards me with a satisfied little gasp. "Oh god."

I fall into a steady rhythm, long full strokes. Kate leans forward, whispering in my ear. "I hope you are not thinking about my mother." I wasn't, but now I am, shit! 

I start to fuck Kate hard. Slap, slap, slap. 'Fuck me harder baby... Fuck me harder..." Kate encourages. 

"Kate, I am going to cum." I grunt. With that I shot my hot cum into Kate's welcoming pussy.

"Ohhhhhhh..." Kate wails as she joins me.

Kate again lays back on the kitchen table, legs spread apart, cum leaking out of her. Looking up at me she laughs. "You can fuck off now."

"So, no 'so'." I say.

"No, 'so'." She replies with a loving smile.

Pulling on my pants, I lean forward and kiss my wife. Fuck did I just think that. 'My wife' I mean my ex-wife. My friend. That's how I leave her. Laying back on the kitchen table, legs spread apart, cum leaking out of her pussy.

As I leave, Kate calls out. "Thank you Joe. We love you."

"See you tomorrow night, friend." I reply.

Sunday is spent at the park, with Gloria and my two girls.

It is Tuesday night and Mindy has TJ doing god knows what, but that leaves me, having to go to Al's Diner, to give them a quote on some renovation work. As I am leaving, I literally run into Holly. 

"Sorry" I say, before releasing it is my beautiful sister.

"Joe." Holly beams, throwing her arms around me, for a big hug. "You on your own?" She asks, looking around.

'Yep, just me."

'Good. I could do with some company. Buy me a drink... and don't tell me that you are going to make me drink a lone." Holly grins.

I get Holly a Vodka Pina Colada and a light beer for myself. Then sit down, preparing myself to be grilled about Kate and friends with benefits. Twenty minutes later, having explained it to Holly, as Kate had explained it to me. Then giving her way to much detail, with what has been going on, than I had intended.

Holly drains the last of her second Vodka Pina Colada, waving the empty glass. "One more please." She says.

A third cocktail for Holly and a second beer for me. It is now my turn to ask the questions. "So young lady, how come you are out drinking on your own, with an incredibly handsome man that is not your husband?"

I am surprised to see Holly blush, as she giggles. "Stephen is in New York. Goes up Tuesday morning and is back Thursday night. Has done for the last two weeks."

I am tempted to say girlfriend, but would never intentionally hurt Holly. So I say. "Buying Manhattan, is he?"

"Not all of it." Holly manages to say with a straight face.

Not quite sure how, but this leads to us talking about my little flat and now Holly wants to see it. Fifteen minutes later, we are walking through my front door. Where upon, Holly gives herself the tour.

Beaming, she says. "Joe, it is really nice." Holly is not drunk but she has a good buzz going. "Joe...Am I still your sister?"

Moving forward, I wrap my arms around her. "Yes and you always will be." I say with really sincerity.

I watch as Holly bites her bottom lip. I have seen this many times, she does it when she is nervous. "So, it isn't going to be to strange, fucking your sister, is it?" She asks.

"What?" I am not sure I have heard her.

"I want to fuck you Joe."

"Holly you don't have to do that. Baby there is no need for you to feel guilty. Just because he fucked my wife..." that's as far as I get.

Holly presses her lips to mine. "Joe. I want to fuck you." Then again she kisses me. Holly drops to her knees and frees my cock, before taking it into her mouth. I should, but I do nothing to stop her. I though no one could possibly suck cock better than Kate, I am wrong.

After a few minutes, she stops. "Joe I promise I will finish that before the night is over, but now I want you to take me to bed."

Leading the beautiful Holly into my bedroom, I take my time to undress her, much the same as I had with Kate. As I begin to eat her bald pussy, Holly moans. "Joe."

Holly takes a lot longer than Kate to get excited, but when she does she is just as vocal. "Oh fuck...Oh fuck...Please... Please..." Finally Holly starts to buck and ride my face just like her sister. 'Oh baby I am cuming...Ohhhh..." Holly cries. If she hadn't told me, I would have soon known, as a huge gush of her wet sticky cum drenches my face, just like her sister.

Holly grabs a hand full of my hair, pulling my face into her pussy. "Please Joe...Please...Please baby don't stop...Please..." Holly begs. It is only a minute or two at most and Holly is cuming again. Just as hard and just as loud as the first time.

Holly remains desperately holding onto my hair, pulling my face into her pussy. "Please Joe...Please...Please baby don't stop...Please..." Holly continues to beg. This time she is immediately cuming again. "Oh...Fuck."

Holly is now very loud. "Cock...I want your cock...Please baby..."

Holly's on her back, legs spread wide, I push the head of my cock gently towards her pussy, but unlike her sister, she does not take me readily or easily. 

"Oh shit Joe...Oh shit." Holly cries.

I easy back and gently push forward again. Then easy back, before once again pushing forward. This time with a little pop, Holly's pussy takes the head of my cock. "Oh baby it is so big...Fuck." Holly moans.

Remaining still for a short time, before pushing forward, then pulling back. I fall into a very gentle and slow rhythm. Finally, Holly is taking all of me.

Holly starts to pant. "Oh...Oh...Oh...Oh..." 

Once I feel Holly is comfortable, I change to what I know best. Three long full strokes, followed by three short sharp strokes aimed at her 'G' spot. I am just back to the 'G' spot for the third time and Holly is cuming again. Holly begins to tremble and I feel her muscles tighten around my cock. Arching her back and throwing her head back. "Oh baby..." She screams as once again her pussy floods.

My experience with Holly now tells me not to stop. Three long strokes, followed by three short strokes. Holly cums three more times, before she collapses seemingly spent.

It is a good five minutes before Holly smiles up at me. I think we are probably done for the night, maybe she will finish that blow job as promised, but done for the night. I am wrong.

Holly gets on her knees and drops her head right down. "Take me Joe..." Holly pleads. 

Getting behind the beautiful Holly, this time she takes my cock easily. I sense she needs to be taken hard and fast, I drive my cock into her. Holly starts to cry out. "Fuck the slut, Joe...Fuck the slut..." 

Reaching forward I take a handful of her hair and gently pull. Holly's reaction is immediate as she starts to ram her ass back every time I driver forward. This time I am determined to cum with her. As her pussy tightens around my cock and Holly whimper's "Oh baby...Oh baby..." I shot my steaming load into her.

Holly falls forward, legs apart, cum dripping from her pussy. "Thank you" She murmurs. 

The sun shines brightly through my bedroom window. I look across lustfully at the goddess lying next to me in bed. All five foot eleven of her. With her flowing long blonde hair, full figured body, with all those magnificent curves in exactly the right places. 

Ever so gently I run my fingers over her pussy lips and opening. Before settling on her magic button. Giving it a little flick, then so, so slowly starting to circle it with my finger. Her purring has now changed to a low moan. Her breathing is now more of a pant.

Rolling on to her side, giving me the perfect view of those DD breasts. Her nipples are standing up, making it more than obvious that she is aroused.

Holly smiles, before looking at my hard cock. Reaching out, she gently strokes it. "God Joe, it is so fucking big. That bitch of sister, never said." She laughs.

Without another word, Holly leans over and takes it in her mouth and does not stop, until she makes me cum, swallowing every drop. Then suddenly she is out of bed and in the shower. Throwing on her clothes, kissing me goodbye, then out the door. Calling over her shoulder. "Girl needs to work. Love you Joe."

My mind is a buzz. Confused is an understatement. Just after mid-day Kate rings. Saturday, there is going to be a girl's night out. Husbands, boyfriends and friends are expected to turn up around nine to join the fun. Would I be ok with that? Also would Thursday night suit, for me to come over and see the girls?

Kate and I are friends with benefits, so why am I feeling so guilty. Well I already know the answer, it is Holly and not just a horny house wife. So even though the girl's night out, sounds like a date, just like the Law Society dinner, I say yes. Plus an extra day before I have to face Kate suits me just fine.

It is nine o'clock and there is a knock at my door. Fuck, the only person who visits me is Kate. I can only hope she hasn't spoken to Holly. I open the door, to be met by the beautiful Holly.

"No submissive slut tonight. I want to make passionate and sensual love." She declares. Then she is in my arms kissing me. I don't even give it a second though, as I lead her to my bed.

Thursday night Kate isn't there, she is caught up at work. With Debbie's help I feed and get the girl's ready for bed. Just as I am about to leave, I get a texted from Kate. 'Thank you Joe. We love you.'

Saturday night is a real surprise, I cannot remember the last time I had such a good time. For the first time, we spend the night at Kate's house, and eat breakfast as a family. 

Tuesday, Holly is once again on my door step. This time Holly brings her dominate side, well without the big pink strap on cock thankfully. It is just like fucking Kate.

Wednesday night Holly and I go out for dinner and finally talk. I ask if she and Stephen have an open marriage. They don't, she is cheating on him. This is the first time that she has cheated. Why? Holly doesn't believe it is guilt or simply lust. Not love but a connection. We are not friends with benefits, this is a short but torrid affair. I am not sure I understand or believe all that but say nothing.

Finally we talk about Kate. "You are still in love with my sister." Holly says rather than asks.

"Yes...Yes I am." Is my simply answer to a complicated question.

"But you will never be able to find your way back to her." Again she states rather than asks.

I look questionably at Holly, without saying a word.

"Kate and I talk..."She hesitates before continuing. "But not about everything."

I know Holly's next question, is going to be why? However I wait until she asks.

"So why can't you find your way back Joe? You love her and I know Kate loves you."

"Holly the answer is simple. The three of you went out of your way to humiliate me. All my married life I was a cuckold! Holly, you all love your life style, but how can you say Kate loved me." I can't hide the anger in my voice. I thought I had put all that behind me. Seems that I haven't.

Holly's answer is simple. She takes me home and makes love to me. "Joe, we may or may not always be lovers. But Joe, I will always love you. I will always be your sister." She continued to whisper.

For the first time in a long while, Kate and I do not do the Saturday night with benefits. There is a family celebration happening at the Bank's residence. Kate is bold enough to invite me and to quote Kate 'I don't give a flying fuck what dad thinks.' However given my friendship with Gloria and my new relationship with Holly, I figure it would be best if I politely decline. 

Sunday morning I am waiting at Henson Park and Gloria is running late. When Gloria finally arrives she is carrying two cups of coffee. "Sorry." She says. As she offers me one of the cups.

'Thanks" I say, accepting the coffee. Then add an inquisitive look.

"You don't want to know..." She laughs. "You know it is all your fucking fault." But she is still laughing.

"All my fault!" I echo, as I hold up my hands in mock surrender, but join in Gloria's laughter. "God, it must have been some night, for Gloria Bank's to use the 'F' word."

Gloria glares at me. "Fuck you, Joe Jackson." Before a smile invades her beautiful face.

"Ok...Ok, tell me the story." 

"Lawyers." She huffs. "Love to pat themselves on the back. Congratulate each other for a job well done, and hand out as many awards to each other as possible..." 

"So that's what the celebration was for? One of the girls got an award." I interrupt.

"Super Lawyer rankings. How F'n pompous is that!" Gloria scoffs. "No. Clayton Hamilton the third."

That explains a lot. Clayton Hamilton is the Judges prodigy. From old money, like Stephen Nicolls, tall dark and handsome. Wouldn't surprise me, if he also has a nine inch cock. The Judge has been pushing Hamilton onto Kate, both before and after our marriage.

Gloria continues with her story. "Don is doing his thing, pushing Clayton on to Kate. Well you know that is not going to go well."

I just give a little nod.

"Finally Kate has had enough. Uses the words grubby, sleaze and a few more. Which I didn't think was fair on Clayton. True, but not fair." Gloria cannot help but smile.

"So then there is a fight. How is that my fault?" I ask, but I can see the funny side. The smirk on my face, is met with a frown from Gloria.

Well the Judge is running you down, Kate is having none of that. Then for some reason Stephen thinks he should join in...He really doesn't like you. Well Holly isn't having any of that..."There is a long pauses. "Well, all our guests are suitably embarrassed... The whole thing was a huge mess." 

"And this is all my fault?" I ask.

"Yes. You should have been there to control your wife." I know this is not a slip of the tongue from Gloria and she has more to say. So we sit in silence while I wait.

"Are you sleeping with my daughter? Gloria asks, before taking a big mouth full of her coffee.

Which nearly causes her to choke, when I say. "Which one?"

"Which one?" she echo's. "Kate."

"Yes." I simply reply.

"Holly?" I am not sure if it is a question or a statement.

My saying nothing, speaks volumes and provides Gloria with her answer. 

"Fuck" Gloria declares.

I know it is not very chivalrous, but I first tell Gloria all about the friends with benefits situation between Kate and me. Then about Holly.

All Gloria says, is. "You have to tell Kate about Holly."

"I know." I nod.

There is a long comfortable silence between friends, as we watch the girls play. So at first I don't hear what Gloria says.

"Joe." She repeats. "Can you tell me what happen been you and Kate..." There is silence, before Gloria says. "Kate has never said a word."

"The photos...I should never have shown you the photos. I am sorry." I apologise.




Holiday Disaster



"No Joe, I am pleased that you did...If you are not comfortable talking about..." Gloria lets her words trail off.

So Gloria and I talk. I tell her how Kate, Holly and Nicolls were in a polyamorous relationship, before I had even met Kate. That it had continued throughout our marriage. How I had caught them in the cabin and taken the photos. How Stephen Nicolls had found me in the Crown Grill and explained it all to me. 

Then of my ridicules statement, 'It's not polyamorous when one of the parties doesn't even know what's going on.' And Nicolls triumphant declaration. 'No its cuckold. To complete my humiliation.

"Joe, look at me." Gloria softly says. "You were never the cuckold. Kate was Stephen's wife, you took her from him. You are sleeping with Holly. Joe you are not a cuckold."

I am sure I sound defeated, when I say. "Stephen Nicolls, wealthy, tall dark and handsome. Charming and unbelievably charismatic. And has a ..." I don't finish.

"And has a nine inch cock..." Gloria finishes for me. "Oh yes, he tells everyone about his big cock. Holly said it is nine inches."

I have to laugh. The whole idea of Gloria talking about Nicolls big cock, is hilarious.

Gloria puts her hand on my cheek, then develops a devilishly cheeky little grin. "Joe, if I was ever going to sleep with one of my sons, it wouldn't be Stephen Nicolls." With that, Gloria bonces up. "Come on Joe, it's time for ice cream."

Tuesday night Holly is back in my bed, however Wednesday night I put her off and head over to Kate's. Kate seems a little taken back when she opens the door to find me standing there. "Joe...I wasn't um... I wasn't expecting you." She says, while she takes what seems to be a little nervous look, back towards the kitchen.

"Kate I am sorry. It was stupid of me of me not ring first. If you are busy I..."

"No..."Kate quickly says, cutting me off. "It is just that..."

Kate pauses and before she can continue, a male voice calls out from inside. "Kate, shall I open this second bottle of wine?"

"Kate I am sorry..." I say. "It can wait"

As I turn and start to leave. Kate calls after me. "Joe..." But I have no intention of staying. "Joe..." Kate calls again, as she hurries to my side. "The girls... The girls will want to see you. Come in, please."

It has been me, who has been saying, we need to find a way to be both divorced and a family. So I let Kate lead me into the house.

In the kitchen, I am met by a tall, blond impeccably dressed, Adonis. "This is Adam." Kate says. "He has just relocated from our New York office." All I can think, is fuck, aren't there any ugly lawyers.

I quickly make my excuses and head upstairs to find the girls. After about thirty minutes, I am ready to leave. I would like to stay longer but as you can imagine, I am feeling really uncomfortable. So I head back down stair.

As I approach the kitchen, I can hear laughter. As I enter I am meet by Helen, a cute but chubby red head and Eric, a short balding accountant. They both work with Kate, but neither are lawyers, not good looking enough. It is apparent that I have interrupted a dinner party.

As soon as Kate sees me, she grabs a beer and pops the top, before handing it to me.

This gets me a look from Helen, akin to someone sucking lemons, and a 'what the fuck' look for Kate. 

I guess, to break the tension a little, Eric asks. "Kate are you bringing a date to the company's big Halloween party?" This gets him a look, that is a combination of the sour lemon and what the fuck, from Helen.

Kate laughs. "No I will probably be flying solo. There is no way I will be able to get Joe to take me, after the infamous Halloween party of 2013." I have no idea what she is talking about.

"There has to be a story behind that." The Adonis declares in his deep baritone voice.

Kate gives me a little kiss on the lips. "You don't mind if a tell it, do you Joe?" Really. I have no idea what she is talking about.

"So" Kate starts. "TJ, that's Joe's friend and his beautiful wife Mindy are have a big Halloween party. Lots of people Joe and TJ work with. I go as Little Red Riding Hood, Joe as the big bad wolf. Oh and I looked hot! Didn't I Joe?"

I nod "Hot" Even though I still have no idea what Kate is talking about.

So it is getting late. We have been dancing and I look hot. Right Joe?"

"Hot" I again repeat.

Right out there in the open, in front of all his work mates. Joe gets all romantic and amorous. Joe's telling me how beautiful I am, how he is going to kiss his beautiful wife...Well fuck that, I say! Then I reach under my little red skirt and pull down my pantie's, declaring eat me like the fuckin book says" 

Helen gasps in horror, believing every word. The boys are laughing out loud.

"Oh Helen it's a joke" Kate laughs.

"Not true then." Helen still sounds doubtful.

"Of course it is not true silly...I don't wear panties." Kate winks.

With that, it is clear, it is time for me to say goodnight and take my leave. Leaving behind my half-finished beer.

As Kate escorts me out, I know I should keep my mouth shut, she is free to do, whoever she pleases. But I don't. "So Kate, I assume Adam's wife still hasn't moved across from New York yet."

That gets me a hard stare. "Adams is not married." She says.

"Yes he is." I reply.

"I don't think so." Kate sounds defensive.

"Incredibly handsome, successfully lawyer, who wants to climb the corporate ladder. Yes he is."

I turn around and walk back inside. "Sorry, forgot my beer" I say as I retrieve it from the bench. "Oh Adam, will your wife arrive in time for the big Halloween party?" I casual ask.

He can now lie or choose to tell the truth, but at some point his wife is going to turn up. "No. Barbra has another two months before she finishes up with the firm she works for." He tells the truth.

Eric looks away, he knew the guy is married. From Helen's expression, like Kate, it is clear she had no idea.

As I drive home I have to wonder. It is obvious, it was an intimate dinner party. Kate made it very clear that she did not have a date for the Halloween party. She also sent the message out, with her little Red Riding Hood tale, that at best she is sexually wild, at worst a slut. I am sure there is a message in there for me. A different one, to the one she was sending the Adonis but a message all the same.

I have been home for an hour, when the phone rings. It's Kate. "They have gone. Are you coming back?"

"Yes" Half an hour later I am back at Kates.

I am no sooner through the door and Kate loudly states. "I wasn't going to fuck him..." She takes a deep breath to calm herself. "Yes I was interested to see what kind of guy he is... And maybe in the future... But I wasn't going to fuck him."

I guess I could simply say it is none of by business, but even a construction worker like me, is smart enough to know that is not a good idea. From my experience, in these situation you are better to say nothing.

"I was fucking angry with you..." Kate continues. "Am angry with you..." Another long uncomfortable silence. I hold my nerve and say nothing.

"That why I let him know that I was available for the Halloween party. That is why I told the Red Riding Hood story. Embarrassed myself. Letting them know, what a slut I am."

"I made you angry." Couldn't hold my nerve. Knew it was a dumb thing to say, the minute the words left my mouth.

"Yes you." Kate growled. "I am angry at you for fucking Holly."

"Your mother told you." I say a little surprised.

"My fucking mother knows!!" Kate screams.

Before she continues, just a little bit calmer. "No. Holly has been acting strange, was act strange the other night. I really don't know why, buy I asked her if she was having an affair. She said yes, but would not tell me who it was. But there is only one person Holly would even consider."

"So I guess we need to talk." A huge understatement on my part.

"I wasn't going to fuck him..." Kate whispers.

"I will speak to Holly. Whether you and I continue with this friends with benefits thing or not, I need to end it with Holly." I say.

"Joe you don't have to do that. You are free to..." But Kate doesn't finish what she saying.

"Yes I do. Kate, you and I are not doing friends with benefits." I say.

Kate miss understands me. "Oh Joe please...Please Joe...I need you." She starts to cry.

Reaching across to wipe the tears away. I say. "Kate. I am not saying that we should stop. I am saying it is not friends with benefits."

"Lovers." She continues to cry.

"Two people trying to find their way back to each other." Is the best answer that I can come up with.

Six weeks later and life is good. I am meeting Kate for drinks in a quiet little bar that is just around the corner from her office. The plan is just to hang out a little, another step in finding my way home. I am surprised but pleased, when I see that Holly is with her. Since we ended our affair, we have both been avoiding each other.

"Hey" I cheerfully say. I stand there smiling like a dope, before I finally release there is something wrong.

"Joe, we need to talk." Holly says.

I sit down opposite Kate and Holly. "Ok" I say.

"I am pregnant." Holly blurts out. "Joe you could be the father. You probably are the father..." Kate reaches for Holly's hand and both girls are staring at me.

"I am a great father." I couldn't have said a more inappropriate or ridiculous thing if I tried.

Both Kate and Holly smile. Kate says. "Yes you are."

"There is more." Holly adds. "When I told Stephen he may not be the father, he immediately filed for divorce."

There is a lot to talk about. Both Kate and Holly believe that I am the father. Their reasoning is simply. Nicolls has fail for all these years to get Holly pregnant. It wasn't him that got Kate pregnant. So it must be me. I guess time will answer that question.

Holly is over the moon that she is going to be a mother. As for Kate, she couldn't be happier for her sister and she says she will be disappointed if I am not the father.

For now, until the baby is born and her divorce settled, Holly is going to move in with Kate. We all understand that will probably slow things down between Kate and me. With us finding our way back to each other.

That is life. 

Twelve months on and in some fantasy world, Kate, Holly and I would be living together as one big happy polyamorous family. However that is not the case and something I never would have wanted. If I had been given the choice all those years ago, my answer would have been no and still remains the same today. Holly has her own house and life. It just happens to be five doors down from Kate and me. 

Holly has a beautiful little girl, Honey Jackson. Genetica Laboratories confirmed that I am the father. Kate and Holly have explained to Emma and Charlotte that Honey is their sister. My girls are smart, they take after their mothers. As they get older, they will tell them more. There will be no more secrets. 

Someone had to tell the Judge. Gloria, Holly and Kate all sat down together, telling him the whole story. He still hates me, but I gain some solace from the fact that he hates Stephen Nicolls even more. As it turns out, the version of the story Nicolls told me wasn't quite the whole truth. When he had confronted Kate before we were married and demand she choose. Kate had chosen me. It was nearly twelve month after we were married that she returned to her polyamorous life style. Kate makes no excuse for returning, she enjoyed the life style and Stephen Nicolls is a very successful, handsome and charming man. That doesn't mean she doesn't regret the choice she made. 

As for Gloria, along with Kate and Holly she is my best friend. We continue flirt outrageously with each other, we are just careful not to do it in front of the Judge. He doesn't need any more reasons to hate me. Gloria Banks was never ever going to sleep with either of her two sons, she has way too much honour and class for that.

Some may say I had my revenge on Stephen Nicolls. I stole both his wives, fathering three beautiful children. In the divorce Holly got half of everything. However Stephen Nicolls still remains incredibly wealthy, will always be tall dark and handsome and let's not forget, the guy has a nine inch cock. 

As for Kate and I, we are back together. As is the way in this modern world, we are partners, we will never ever be man and wife again. Of course that does not stop Kate from introducing me as her husband at the annual Law Society dinner. Do I love her? I never stop. It took me a long while but I finally forgave her. However I will never be able to trust her again, a fact Kate is fully aware of. Kate lives and adjusts her life as well as she can, so I am not put in the position, of having to trust her. However it remains a constant strain on our relationship. 

As for Joe Jackson, I finally got to make that choice that I was denied all those years ago. Yes I could have moved on and I may or may not have found happiness, but I chose to try again with Kate. What I do know is that I am happy now. What I don't know is will it be forever, but who does. That is life.