2 comments/ 30895 views/ 3 favorites I Deserve... By: BlythePower Leaving work far later than I should have done, I walked to the tube as usual, through the throbbing Soho night-life. Past the bars, with their customers spilling out onto the pavement in varying states of drunken revelry; past the seedy sex shops where men cast furtive glances about themselves before sneaking inside; past the strip clubs and sex shows with their ageing female ringmasters on the pavements outside trying their hardest to entice you in; past the Big Issue sellers and beggars vying for your change; weaving through the tourists who stop to gawk at London's seedier side. My favourite shoes, vertigo defying black platforms are rubbing my heels from the long day, so I stop briefly near the mouth of a darkened alley, to slip one off and massage my foot in the hope of relieving some of the pressure, causing my grey dress to ride up exposing stocking tops and the soft flesh of my thighs. As I bend down to slip my foot back inside the tight confines of the shoe I am aware of exposing more of myself, my ass, bare because of my thong, but being in Soho, London's very own red light district, I think nothing of it, sure I've not been noticed amongst all the other sights around me. As I straighten up, smoothing my skirt back down my thighs I become aware of you close by, your eyes drinking me in. You're tall, much taller than me even with my 6" heels, wearing a well cut and form fitting check suit, still looking pristine after the day. Your smooth face is immobile, but your eyes tell me you have witnessed my little show. I smile briefly, appreciative of your body and face, enjoying the attention you're paying me. As I hitch my bag back onto my shoulder and make to move off on my way, you pounce, taking me by complete surprise. You push me deep into the dark alleyway, further and further from the busy street. Your hand clamped over my mouth to stop any cry for help or plea to release me. Before my mind has time to register what is happening, I'm pushed hard up against the rough brick wall and my skirt pulled up to my waist, one hand crushing my breast seeking a nipple to pinch, the other roughly pulling my thong to one side to get to my cunt, while your mouth covers mine to stifle both breath and sound, your tongue forcing itself inside. I can feel your cock through your trousers, rubbing my hip, straining against the fabric of its cage as it swells with desire. Suddenly you move, quick as lightening, one hand tight round my neck as the other releases your hard, engorged cock from its confines, as you whisper in my ear 'No sound bitch, as I WILL hurt you. Understand?' I nod, wanting to fight, scream, run but scared to do so. Your hand releases my throat, and I gulp in air, whimpering softly. You glare at me with dark and dangerous eyes. 'I said no sound.' And your hand flashes, stinging, across my cheek, to return a second later to gently stroke the red heat you have caused. I swallow back any more noise, as I fight with my emotions, part of me terrified of what lies in store but a larger part of me more aroused than I have ever been. I can feel my cunt become wet, starting to overflow, threatening to snake its slippery wetness down my thighs. You feel it too, your hand having returned to rub my clit, your fingers easily slipping inside me. 'You want this, don't you bitch?' You growl. 'You know you deserve this. Cock teasing me like you do. You deserve everything I'm going to give you' You spin me round, so my face and now heaving breasts are pushed up against the wall, and using your knees, you force my legs apart, allowing your cock sudden access to my most private of places. Using your palms to spread my cheeks open, you push both your thumbs into my asshole. Before I can take a breath to prepare myself for what I know must surely be coming, you stretch my ass open wide and ram your cock deep inside me. I cannot stop the shriek that escapes my lips, causing both your hands to return to my throat, holding me firmly enough to make me realise how dangerous you are, but still allowing breath. You begin pounding, each thrust pushing my throat tighter into your grip. After a couple of strokes, the pain has turned into such intense pleasure that I cannot help but to push against you. You give my neck another squeeze, then drop one hand to my soaking wet cunt. I hear and feel you chuckle as you begin pinching and rubbing my clit, causing me to reach orgasm so suddenly and violently that my legs give way. In one swift movement, you withdraw. A moan of disappointment escapes and with a knowing laugh you place one hand on the back of my neck, forcing my face back to the wall, and with the other you spank my ass. I loose count of the number of strikes as I tumble over the boundary between pleasure and pain till all my senses are blurred. I am crying now, and the tears that are caused by such exquisitely painful pleasure make my eye make-up run down my cheeks with the tears. You stop, tender now. Turning me round to face you once more, you kiss me with such sensuality I am sure we are lovers, before placing your hands under my red, abused ass, to lift me up a few inches and lower me, impaling me again. This time though, you have found my hot, wet cunt. Your tenderness evaporates as you once again begin pounding me. Wanting nothing more now than the intense pleasure you are forcing upon me, my arms snake around your neck and letting my shoes fall off my feet I place them against the wall so I can match you thrust for thrust. You begin teasing now, pulling back so you are almost out of me, squeezing my sore ass to keep me from pushing you back into me, holding me up so you cock plays with the entrance of my cunt, wanting me to beg you to fuck me. You move one hand slightly, so that your fingers dip back into my asshole, then you push back inside me. It feels deeper than I have ever felt before. You hold me like that, with your 2 middle fingers up my ass and your cock twitching inside me, until I can't help but call out... The most immense orgasm I have ever experienced crashes through me, and as you start fucking me deep and hard again, with your cock and fingers, my promise for no noise fails as I scream. As punishment, you pull out of me and drop me to the floor. I land, like a cat, on all fours. You grab a handful of my hair and pull, forcing me to my knees. Still holding my hair clenched in your fist, you use your other hand to guide your still huge cock to my mouth. The sight of it, even in this darkened alley, frightens me... I have never had one that size in my mouth before. But you give me no choice to refuse what is offered. You start fucking my face with such force that I almost gag. Suddenly your cock is no longer in my mouth, I am confused, and a little disappointed, until I realise why. I hear you make an almost animal noise as jets of your hot cum spray my face, running down my cheeks and chin, into my mouth and down my throat. As I pant and swallow, wondering if there's more to come, I hear you zipping yourself back in and walking away. Without a word. I collapse totally to the ground and find myself crying, not because you raped me, not because I enjoyed it more than I have ever enjoyed sex before, but because I do not know if I will ever have these feelings again; they are tears of loss. I find tissues in my discarded bag, and using the compact mirror I carry I tidy myself up before putting my shoes back on, straightening my clothes and walking as calmly as I can back into the bustle of night-time Soho. No-one glances my way, no-one saw or heard a thing. My ass and clit are still throbbing with the remaining spasms of the intense beyond belief orgasm and I know one thing... I will be working later more often now, I will take this exact route home every night, I will wear shoes more suited to the strip clubs I walk past than work and I will flash stocking top, panties and cleavage in the hope of enticing you back inside me, because I cannot bear the thought of never experiencing what you forced upon me again... I Deserved This You don't know what I'm thinking. If I didn't have this ball gag on, I'd spit on you. Piece of shit. I'm so fucking angry! Cunt! How could you do this to me? Force me into cuffs, shove a gag in my mouth, slap me across the face like I'm absolutely nothing. How can you degrade me like this?! I'm your girlfriend! Or at least I was. I don't know what we are now. I know I deserve all this. I messed up. I cheated. I know. I was drunk, and we were in a fight. She didn't mean anything. That's absolutely no excuse, but she didn't. She was a stupid fuck on a stupid night. I don't know how many more times I can say sorry. But I've never seen such anger in your eyes. You looked so hurt for a moment, and then you switched off. You left. I didn't recognize you anymore. The woman I loved disappeared as soon as I bowed my head and muttered out a stammering "yes" when you finally asked if I'd done it. I felt sick to my stomach. I felt another hard slap. Fuck, it was starting to smart. I looked up at you, begging and pleading for you to stop. What in the hell were you doing?? What were we doing? Here I am on your bed, the place we spent so many nights drunk on each other's love, chained and gagged. The leather cuffs were fastened too tight and were digging into my ankles. Where did you get them? Why haven't I seen them before? It didn't matter. I watched as you walked over to your dresser and took out one of your ties. It was the one I bought you for your birthday. You tied it around my eyes and grabbed my neck. You pressed hard. I could feel my heart pumping faster from the lack of oxygen. "You deserve this you little slut." The words hurt more than the slap that came after. You let go of my neck and I could still feel where your hands had been. I was beyond scared. I've never seen this side of you. I started to go through possible ways this would play out. None of them ended well for me, so I just took it. Everything you had to give. I opened myself up. I deserved this, so I took it. For you. I felt you get on the bed, and then you came closer to me and growled in my ear. "I'm going to make you pay, cunt." You bit my ear and slapped my tits. I could feel my skin sear. I wanted to scream but the gag muffled it. You laughed and moved your legs around my thighs so you were straddling me. I lay flat on your bed and waited for what you were going to do next. You knelt down and licked the gag and I could feel your hot breath on my lips. I wanted so desperately to kiss those lips. To somehow alleviate the horrible thing I had done. I knew that wasn't possible. I felt a tear fall onto my cheek. You were crying. Oh fucking hell, you were crying. I made you cry. I swore I'd never hurt you and then I go and tear your heart. I want you to hurt me more. I hate the pain but I deserve it. You deserve to be angry. I feel your stomach clench and hear you really start to sob. You are straddling my thighs, resting on my cunt, and you are crying. I want to die. You yell at me. "How the fuck could you do this to me?! You were my everything, and you fucked it all up, you little bitch." It stung. You took out the ball gag from my mouth and threw it on the floor. I felt my jaw relax. Then you reached for the tie around my eyes and took that off too. I could see the pain in your eyes now. It was back. The anger had faded and now they were filled with sorrow and despair. "Stay still. You're mine tonight. Just stay still and let me have one last night before I throw you out." Your words catapulted me into numbness. I nodded and stared at your dark blue eyes. They felt vacant. The connection that we both felt for so long was gone. You got off of my stomach and moved down between my legs. You kissed up the insides of my thighs and just when I thought you were going to lick my cunt, you pulled your arm up and slapped it instead. You slapped my cunt and I didn't feel anything but buzzing. I stared at you with a blank look on my face and you didn't say anything. You pulled your arm up again, and this time, expecting it, I shut my eyes, but you didn't slap my cunt this time. You slapped my thighs. Ow. I felt that more. I yelped and you dove between my legs again and licked me. You licked my cunt and stuck a finger inside. You started fucking me while licking my clit. But it didn't feel the same. Everything felt so sensitive after the slaps that I almost wanted you to stop. You kept going, inserting another finger. You pulled me in with your fingers and kept licking my clit. I could feel myself building. You knew how to work me all too well. You put another finger inside me and that sent me over the edge. I came and yelled. I don't even know what I yelled, but it was loud. Loud enough for you to shove one of the fingers you were fucking me with into my mouth. I tasted myself. Salty and sweet at the same time. You kept your finger there, and didn't stop licking me. I wanted to push you off but my hands and legs were cuffed. Enough! It didn't feel good anymore! Everything was too sensitive. I needed a break, but you didn't care. You kept going. I started to shake beneath you and buck my hips up. You still didn't stop. You took your finger out of my mouth and shoved it inside my cunt. I screamed and came again. But you still wouldn't let up. You kept this going until I came six times. When you were done, both of us were out of breath and you shoved the three fingers you used into my mouth. You looked me dead in the eye and said "Lick them clean, slut!" I did as I was told. You got off the bed and wiped your mouth on your hand. You unhooked the cuffs from the chain and then unlatched the cuffs themselves. You freed my hands, then my ankles. You were being so tender. It was heartbreaking. You leaned in to kiss me but stopped an inch short of my lips. I could tell you were forcing it. You didn't want to kiss me. You were done with me. I got up from the bed feeling limp and dull. I picked up all my clothes from the floor and went into the bathroom to put them on. Suddenly I felt out of place. Naked. Fragile. When I walked out of your bathroom, you had gone into the kitchen and I was in your bedroom alone. It wasn't our bedroom anymore. I took my purse and passed you in the kitchen, looking one last time at the person I loved and hurt so terribly. The person I had broken, and it was completely my fault. A tear rushed down my cheek and I said goodbye. You glanced up at me and then turned away. I opened the door, and I knew I wouldn't be seeing you ever again. I Deserved to Know The first time I met Julie I fell head over heels in love with her. She stood five foot six inches tall, even taller on heels, she had long blonde hair, deep blue eyes, and a body that looked like it had been sculpted by an artist. She was absolutely breathtaking. I first laid eyes on her at a party in college and after mustering up the courage to approach a woman that I knew was way out of my league I started talking to her. We had a great conversation that night. It was one of those typical college parties where everyone gets drunk and stumbles off somewhere hoping to get laid and I guess I was no different. She lived less than a block from the party so I walked Julie home and when we got there she pulled me into the apartment with her. We shed clothes as we moved to the bedroom and we had the hottest sex that I had ever had that night. She woke me in the morning with a kiss and as I looked up at her smiling down at me I couldn't help myself. "Will you marry me?" I asked. "Don't you think we should date for a while first?" Julie asked with a slight giggle at my question. "If you need time to decide I guess that would be alright, I've already decided that I want to spend the rest of my life with you." I said. "Well aren't you sweet. Come on, get up, I want you to meet my roommate Nicole." Julie said. We got dressed and walked out to the kitchen where a pretty brunette was eating breakfast. "Good morning Nicole, I'd like you to meet Adam." Julie said. "Hello Adam. Julie, I was unaware that you were planning on having company." Nicole said sternly. "Don't get snippy, I met him at a party last night and he came home with me." Julie said. "What about our rule?" Nicole asked. "Look, I don't want to fight about this. Adam and I had a good time, I really like him." Julie said. Nicole gave Julie this dirty look like the shit was about to hit the fan. "Well, I'd really better be going. Nicole it was nice to meet you, Julie I had a great time and I'd love to see you again, maybe I could take you to dinner or a movie." I said. "I'd love to." Julie said. Nicole seemed to become even madder at that so I started towards the door. "Wait up Adam, I'll walk you out, I need some air anyway." Julie said. We walked outside. "I don't mean to pry, but Nicole seemed awfully pissed." I said. "Oh she just watches over me like a mother hen. We have a rule about not bringing people back to our apartment when the other one isn't around, you know, just in case there is some trouble. I wasn't worried about you though, I get the impression that you wouldn't hurt a fly. I'll call you later to set up our next date." Julie said. Julie and I started dating. You might think that two people that had ended up in bed with each other a few hours after they had met would have had a very sexual relationship, but that wasn't the case for me and Julie. I'd say that on average we had sex once a week for the first few months that we were together. It didn't really bother me because the sex we did have was so great, and spending time of any kind with Julie was better than sex with any of my previous girlfriends. I felt like the luckiest man on Earth as I felt that I had found a woman that was way out of my league that liked me. Nicole on the other hand didn't seem to like me at all. In fact at first she seemed to hate me. I didn't understand it; I mean I thought I was a pretty nice guy, I never did anything to hurt Julie, but Nicole still didn't seem to like me. I was a little troubled by it and after it had been going on for most of the year I talked to Julie about it. "Julie, I think we need to talk about Nicole." I said. "What about her?" Julie asked. "Well, she's your best friend and roommate, and well it seems that our relationship has strained your relationship with her. I don't want to be the cause of any trouble between you." I said. "Oh Adam, you're so sweet to be thinking of my relationship with Nicole like that. You're right; being with you has strained my relationship with Nicole. She feels that I'm spending entirely too much time with you. She gets really pissed off after one of the nights that you and I have sex. I just laugh at her." Julie said. "Well I'm not laughing about it and I don't think Nicole is either. I'm genuinely concerned that our relationship will drive a wedge between the two of you, or that Nicole will try to do something to drive the two of us apart. There are two really wonderful relationships on the line here, and I don't want you to have to lose either of them because Nicole has a problem with our relationship. If you choose to break it off with me to save your friendship with her I can accept that, but I would hate for either her or me to be responsible for the painful end of either relationship." I said. "You're really concerned about this aren't you?" Julie asked. "Yes, I really am." I said. "Okay, since she's the one that's been causing the trouble, I'll talk to her about it and try to set some things straight." Julie said. I wasn't there for the conversation, but Nicole's disdain for me seemed to vanish overnight. We still weren't exactly buddy buddy, but she would talk to me when I called their apartment, if I saw her on campus we would say hello, and if I came to take Julie out and she wasn't quite ready there wasn't an awkward silence as we sat in the front room together waiting for her to come out. Things between me and Julie were going great, I was happier than I had ever been in my life and she was very happy as well. We stayed for summer school, and then began our last year in college. A little over a year after we had first met Julie and I went out to a romantic dinner. "This night has been so perfect." Julie said. "Yes it has. This night could get a whole lot better or end on a sour note depending on what happens in the next few minutes, but Julie, will you marry me?" I asked. Julie was speechless for a few seconds. She obviously hadn't been prepared for me to propose that night. She looked deep into my eyes for a few moments, and then she looked down at the ring that I was holding out towards her. I was growing worried that she was trying to come up with a way to say no without hurting me when a smile came across her face, a tear ran down her cheek, and she nodded slightly. "Yes. Yes Adam I'll marry you." Julie said. "Oh Julie, I love you so much." I said as I slipped the ring on her finger. "I love you too Adam, I'm so happy right now." Julie said. We basked in the happiness of the moment for a while then we headed home. We had to stop twice to make love in my car. When we got to her apartment we were floating on air, but Nicole burst our balloon. When Julie told her of our engagement the cold stare returned to her eyes. It was obvious that Nicole was not happy about our news. "Adam, I am so happy right now that I could just burst, but I think that you should probably go home now so I can talk to Nicole." Julie said. "Okay, I'll see you tomorrow." I said. I left, but as I got to my car I could hear the argument taking place. I couldn't make out the words, they were muffled by the walls, but they were both yelling. In the middle of the night Julie let herself in to my apartment and crawled into bed with me. "Hi." I said. "Hi. Nicole and I had a huge fight, I can't be around her right now, do you mind if I stay here?" Julie asked. "You can stay here as long as you want to, but I really hope that you and Nicole can work things out, the last thing I want is to drive a wedge between you two." I said. "You're so unbelievably sweet. I'm so lucky and so happy to have a great guy like you, but it tears me up inside that she can't be happy for us." Julie said. "Well, maybe it's time I talked to Nicole. Maybe she just doesn't believe that I love you as much as I do." I said. "I don't know if it will help anything, but I love it that you're willing to try." Julie said. She kissed me and we went to sleep. The next morning I slipped out of bed and drove over to Nicole and Julie's apartment. When she saw it was me at the door Nicole tried to shut the door in my face, but I pushed my way inside. "Get the hell out of here, Julie isn't here." Nicole said. "I know, she's asleep in my bed right now. I came here to talk to you." I said. "We have nothing to talk about." Nicole said. "Yes we do. Last night was the first time Julie has ever come over and spent the night at my apartment. We've spent all of our nights together here. The fact that she came to stay at my apartment is proof enough to me that the two of you had a big fight about our engagement. Nicole, why can't you just be happy for us? Why can't you see that I love Julie and she loves me? It's not like you're losing her. Hell, I hope the two of you are able to see each other as frequently as possible; I don't want to destroy your friendship. What I do want is to marry Julie and to spend the rest of my life in happiness with her. I'm not foolish enough to think that all she needs to be happy is me. She needs you Nicole. You're the only person she'd even consider to be the maid of honor at the wedding, she tells you things that she'll never tell me, she's very happy to be engaged to me right now, but it's killing her that you can't be happy for us. Don't you see, she wants and needs both of us in her life now." I said. Nicole sat silently for a minute, and then looked into my face and I watched as the bitterness and anger melted away. "You're right Adam, I'm sorry, I've been an idiot. I thought I was protecting Julie when really I was trying to drive a wedge between the two of you to keep her for myself. I can see now that you truly do love her, and I can understand why she loves you, you really do care about her feelings and her relationship with me. I've been a fool, but I promise that those days are gone. Go back over to her, be happy, but tell her that I want to talk to her." Nicole said. I returned to my apartment and found Julie still in bed. When she got up we spent the whole day together before I told her about what had happened when I went to talk to Nicole. Julie was very impressed and she agreed that she should go back to her apartment that night to talk to Nicole. After that things were great for me and Julie and for Julie and Nicole. Julie and I got married after graduation. We had jobs lined up close to one another; my parents even gave us a house in a nice neighborhood. As it turned out Nicole got a job just down the street from Julie and she found an apartment within a few blocks of our house so it worked out that they got to see each other every day for lunch and often times after work as well. Tuesday and Thursday nights were their "girl's nights" and I trusted Julie so it didn't bother me that they were going out without me like that. Friday and Saturday nights Julie and I would go out, and Wednesday nights Julie and I would stay in and have a nice cheap at home "date". Being married now and having dates with my wife three times a week was great. Our sex life had more than tripled, from once a week to at least three times per week. We were pretty regular with our Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday sex, but we also had frequent spontaneous sex at all hours of the day on pretty much any day of the week. The exceptions were Tuesday and Thursday nights. Julie wouldn't get home from her "girls night out" until after 1:00 a.m. most of the time and either I was sound asleep or she was too tired to do anything when she got home. The "girls' nights out" continued, even when Julie became pregnant with our first child. I was a little concerned about her going out dancing when she was eight months pregnant, but she assured me that she wasn't dancing, that she and Nicole were just going out to movies or dinner and having a good time talking. She still wasn't getting home until after 1:00 in the morning though, which also concerned me a little as I was unsure of what her odd hours might be doing to the baby. Our daughter came out just fine, and so did our two sons later on. The "girls' night out" seemed to take on more meaning with one, two, then three kids in the house. Julie is a great mom, and she loves it, but she wants no part of being a stay home mom so she still works. With all of the stress of a long week of work, and still being an attentive and active mother she needed some time to unwind and her two nights a week to get out and cut loose with Nicole seemed to be just what she needed. Not that I wasn't helpful with the kids when Julie was home, but she was so motherly that I was almost in her way. I didn't have any trouble handling things the two nights a week that I was on my own however, and in fact I took great pride and derived great pleasure from being so active with the kids. Of course with kids come changes in a couple's life together. Our three dates per week became two when the kids were born, and one of those was the Wednesday stay at home date that we would have after the kids had gone to bed. That meant we were down to having sex twice a week for the most part, we were still spontaneous when we could be, but with young children in the house it's kind of difficult to make love on the couch in the living room on a Saturday morning. So slowly that I almost didn't notice it was happening our Saturday night dates went from every week to every other week, then once a month. By our tenth anniversary we were down to our Wednesday night date and the other major dates in our lives for having sex. My birthday, her birthday, our anniversary, and Valentine's Day. Now every couple probably goes through a transition like that where their sex life becomes less and less, but it wasn't the change in frequency that bothered me, it was the change in quality. From our very first time together the night we met all the way through the first several years of our marriage having sex with Julie had been incredible. It almost seemed like it got better each and every time. As the number of times we were making love each week dwindled the effort Julie was putting in also lessened. She had always been very energetic in bed, but it seemed that she just wasn't into it anymore. At first I thought that it was something about me. I had put on 20 pounds since we'd gotten married so I started working out and after six months I was in better shape than I'd ever been in. It didn't seem to make any difference. I grew worried that maybe she didn't love me the way she used to so I sat her down one day to have a talk. "Julie, I'm concerned about our sex life. I've noticed a steady decline in the frequency and the quality of our love making. I thought it might have been because I had put on some weight, but I lost all that weight and more and you didn't even seem to notice." I said. "Oh Adam, I did notice, I was very impressed." Julie said. "Julie, do you still love me?" I asked. "How can you ask me that? I love you more today than I did yesterday and each day before that." Julie said. "Then what is it? Why has our sex life become so...well...boring?" I asked. "You think our sex life is boring?" Julie asked showing genuine concern. "Well...yes. We used to make love for hours at a time. We'd wake up in the middle of the night and make love until sunrise. We used to take showers together in the morning and make love under the warm stream of water." I said. "Oh Adam, I didn't know that you felt this way." Julie said. "Well I do. I'm really concerned too. Is this something that just happened over time, or have you been gradually reducing our sex life because you don't want to make love to me anymore?" I asked. "How dare you imply something like that Adam. I love you and I would never..." Julie said. "I'm sorry; I went too far with that. I just know that my desire for you has not lessened; in fact it has increased, even as the frequency of our love making has decreased. Do you have any idea how long it's been since we made love more than once in the same day?" I asked. "Not really." Julie said. "If my memory is right, it's been three months Julie. Three months. And lately our love making can barely be called that, in truth it was just sex. There has been no foreplay, we don't talk or cuddle afterwards, and it's just quick and dirty sex to reach orgasm then off to sleep. We haven't had oral sex in nearly four months Julie. I remember a time when we couldn't keep our mouths off one another, but now..." I said. "Adam, you're right, I hadn't realized how far things have slipped. I guess with work and the kids and everything it's just easier for a wham bam thank you ma'am kind of sex life. But that's not what I want Adam; I want us to make love the way we used to. I want to feel the world move the way it did when we were together for the first time. I love you Adam and I want us to express our love physically. I'll call Nicole and ask her if she can take the kids today so we can have some time alone." Julie said. "That sounds wonderful." I said. Nicole was a single mother with two kids of her own at that point. Her son and daughter were very close to the same age as our two sons. For their "girls' night out" Nicole left her children with her neighbor who had kids the same age. Nicole came by and picked up the kids to take them to the park for the day. Julie and I spent that day making love and it was wonderful. It was like we had rediscovered each other after years of being apart. We made love all day and were holding one another when Nicole called to see if it was safe to bring the kids home yet. For several months after that our love making was as good as it had ever been if not better. Several months later Julie's birthday was approaching and I wanted to make it a special one to show her how much I loved her. As it turned out however her birthday was on Tuesday so she wanted to either celebrate Monday or Wednesday so she could still have her "girls' night out" with Nicole. "Sweetie, I really want to be with you on your birthday. Why don't you just go out with Nicole Wednesday instead so we can be together on your birthday?" I asked. "Oh honey, you know that Nicole and I always go out Tuesday nights. What does it matter if we celebrate my birthday a day early or a day late, the important part is that we'll be celebrating together." Julie said. I really wanted to spend her birthday with my wife, but I also didn't want to get into a fight over something silly. "Well maybe we could get a sitter and I could go with you and Nicole. I know it's your girls' night and all, but I really want to spend your birthday with you." I said. "Oh Adam, why are you making such a big deal about this?" Julie asked. "Because you're my wife and I want to be with you on your birthday." I said. "You will be, we can make love in the morning, and you can wait up for me to get home, I promise I'll be home by midnight." Julie said. "Isn't there any way I can convince you how much I want to be a part of your birthday?" I asked. "You are a part of my birthday; we're just going to celebrate it on a different day this year." Julie said. I knew that if I pressed it any further we'd end up having a fight so I reluctantly gave in. "Okay, I guess we'll do it Wednesday then." I said. "Wednesday it is. I'm really looking forward to it." Julie said. I was saddened and confused. Why did my wife not want to spend her birthday with me? What reason could she have? I thought back to the decline in our sex life and I immediately found myself wondering if she might be cheating on me. I dismissed those thoughts almost as soon as I had them. I hadn't seen any signs that would lead me to believe that, the decline in our sex life was easily explained by the stress of work and family. Besides Julie loved me, she'd never cheat on me. I Deserved to Know Still I was curious, and I decided that I had to find out what she was doing on her girls' night out birthday without me. I trusted my wife completely, but I was so confused and curious that she was so insistent on having her "girls' night out" on her birthday without me that I betrayed our trust by deciding to spy on her. Tuesday evening my friend John and his wife Lisa came over to keep me company while Julie went out with Nicole. I had explained to John that I wanted to surprise Julie by showing up at a party that she thought I wasn't invited to so he and Lisa had actually come over to watch the kids. They showed up in time to wish Julie a happy birthday as she was heading out. I left a few minutes after Julie did, but I followed her in John's car so she wouldn't recognize me. I wasn't surprised when Julie drove over to Nicole's apartment and headed inside. I figured they would be coming out in a few minutes to go somewhere so I sat in the car and waited for a while, but after half an hour they hadn't come out so I decided to go try to sneak a peak at what was happening inside. Nicole's apartment is on the first floor at the back of a complex with woods behind it. It had a lot of windows for an apartment and I noticed that the only light on in any of the windows was coming from the bedroom at the back. If I remembered correctly that was Nicole's bedroom. Sure enough when I got to where I could look in through the window I found that it was Nicole's bedroom and I had a great view into the room as the blind was open. The room was empty, but it was the only light on in the place so I decided to sit and wait it out. I didn't have to wait long. When they entered the room I almost died. They were undressing each other as they kissed. I sat completely still unable to move or to speak, or even to think. I merely sat there and watched for the next two hours as my lovely wife Julie and her "friend" Nicole used fingers, tongues, and toys to please one another. Finally I was able to move and saw that it was 10:30. It looked as if the action was over for now so I crept around to the car and went back to our house. John asked me how my surprise had gone. I truthfully told him that it was a huge surprise thanked them for looking after the kids and they went home. I sat down on the couch to think. At a little before midnight Julie's car pulled into the driveway. She was home by midnight just as she'd promised. I didn't let her say a word when she walked through the door. My lips were on hers before she could even mutter a syllable. I carried her up to bed and we made love until about two in the morning. As we lay there I decided that we needed to talk. "So did you have fun tonight?" I asked. "Oh yes, you were amazing." Julie said. "I meant before, with Nicole." I said. "Oh it was wonderful too. I'm glad you were okay with me going out like that on my birthday." Julie said. "Oh that's alright, it was your birthday, if you'd wanted to go out and skip my birthday that might be different, but I think you should be able to decide when we celebrate your birthday. I do have one question though." I said. "What's that sweetie?" Julie asked. "How long have you been making love with Nicole?" I asked. "What?" Julie asked defensively trying to push herself away from me. I held her tight to me with my strong arms. "It's a simple question. How long have you been making love with Nicole?" I asked. "Adam, what's gotten into you, let go of me." Julie said. "Not until you answer my question." I said. "Adam you're crazy." Julie said. "Julie, there's no use denying it. I followed you tonight. I was in the tree line behind Nicole's apartment, I watched through the window as you two made love, and yes it looked like making love, it didn't look like sex, how long have you been making love with Nicole?" I asked. "You followed me?" Julie asked. "Yes. It hurt me deeply that you would rather spend your birthday with your friend than with your husband, the man that loves you. I see now that you had to choose between the man and the woman that you love and you chose her. I'm going to ask you again, how long have you been making love with Nicole?" I asked. "Adam...please." Julie said. "HOW LONG!" I demanded. I squeezed her to me tighter she grimaced in pain. "Adam please you're hurting me." Julie said. "That's just physical pain Julie; my heart broke into a million pieces when I saw you together. If you love me at all you will tell me how long you have been making love to Nicole." I said. Julie looked into my eyes. I'm sure she saw fire and rage in my eyes but I saw only fear in hers. She pulled her eyes away from mine and looked down at her chest to hide her eyes from me. "Since we were freshman in college." Julie said. "So you've been carrying on a lesbian relationship with Nicole since before we even met?" I asked. "Yes. That's why Nicole was so pissed about us being together early on. We were more than just roommates, we were a couple, but then I met you and...and..." Julie said. "And you convinced Nicole that you could keep your relationship a secret, that I would never find out about the two of you. Your "girls' night out" was just a cover for going over there to fuck her twice a week wasn't it?" I asked. "Yes. Adam I am so sorry, I never meant to hurt you." Julie said. "No one ever means to hurt the person they cheat on. Of course you were cheating on Nicole since she was with you first. Get out of here. Put some clothes on and get the fuck out of my house right now." I said. "Adam please, don't do this." Julie said. "I said get the fuck out of here. Go to Nicole's for tonight, she won't turn you away. You both need to call in sick to work tomorrow because if you aren't here by 9:00 I'll have you served with divorce papers by the end of the day. Now get out of here." I said. "Adam please don't make me leave. Please, I love you." Julie said. "I love you too, but right now I want to kill you for what you've done so for your safety you can't be here tonight. I want you and Nicole here at 9:00 a.m. sharp though because we're going to discuss some things." I said. Julie was crying uncontrollably as she got out of bed, put on some clothes and left for Nicole's apartment. I sat up the rest of the night thinking about what I would do when Julie and Nicole got there the next morning. I got the kids up and out the door to school, they asked where their mom was and I said she'd stayed at Aunt Nicole's for the night and that she said to tell them to have a good day. When the kids were out the door I walked into my home office, grabbed a cigar and lit it. Julie hated it when I smoked cigars, especially in the house so I made sure to take a nice big puff in every room of the house and blew the smoke onto the furniture. At a little before 9:00 they walked in the front door. I was sitting in the living room working on my third cigar. "Adam, this place smells terrible; you know I don't want you to smoke those things inside." Julie said. "After what I saw last night just try to imagine how little what you want means to me right now." I said. "Oh Adam don't say that, one night can't destroy everything we have." Julie said. "One night? The way I see it there's a lot more than one night here, there is an entire relationship of lies and deceit. The one night just brought them all to light." I said taking a big puff and blowing it in their direction. "Adam, we didn't come to fight with you. I want to know what I can do to make this better." Julie said. "I'm not sure you can make this better sweetheart. We've been married for nearly 11 years now and we dated for nearly two years before that. Rounding down we have been together for 12 years and during that whole time you let me believe that I was the only person that you loved this way. Then last night I saw you making love to Nicole and discovered that you have been making love to her for over 14 years. I'm not sure there's a way to fix that." I said. "Adam I..." Nicole started. "Nicole, I have some things that I want to say before either of you says anything, so just give me a few minutes to say what I have to say. Julie, I have loved you from the moment I first saw you, and I still love you despite what I saw last night. Nicole, I now understand why at certain points during my relationship with Julie you have been especially cold towards me as first I was dating, then I was married to the woman that you love. Believe me, when I saw the two of you together last night I understood real quick how you must have felt quite frequently. Now I have a question for you Julie. Think long and hard about your answer. Would you have ever told me about this if I hadn't discovered it on my own?" I asked. Julie looked at her hands in her lap for a few seconds; she couldn't bring herself to look at me. "No, I never would have. I knew it would hurt you deeply to find out and that we'd end up in a situation like this. Adam, you have to believe me this is the last thing that I wanted." Julie said. "You might not have wanted it to happen Julie, but it was a risk that you took. Every day that you stayed married to me and continued your relationship with Nicole you took the risk that this would happen. The risk was smaller because Nicole knew, but there was always a risk that she would grow tired of sharing you and would tell me." I said. "She would never have done that." Julie said. "What makes you so sure?" I asked. "Because she promised not to." Julie said. "Ah yes promises. I remember some promises that we made to each other. Nicole was standing right there with us as a matter of fact. Do you remember the promises we made that day Julie? We promised to love, honor, and keep ourselves only for one another for the rest of our lives. Well you love Nicole, by doing so you dishonored me by cheating on me, and you have shared your body with Nicole countless times since that day. If you could so easily break those promises that are so important what makes you think she would keep the promise she made you?" I asked. "Adam please..." Julie started. "No. I can see now that you love both of us Julie, but it's painfully clear to me that you love Nicole more." I said. "How could you say such a thing?" Julie asked crying. "You loved her enough to let her know about the two of us. Sure you already had a relationship with her when you and I found each other at that party, but when she protested you eased her doubts; you changed your relationship with her so that the two of you could still be together if you were with me. Sometimes to love someone you have to hurt them Julie. You loved Nicole enough to hurt her but you didn't love me enough to hurt me with the news that you were in love with Nicole too. I have loved you completely and totally, you and no other since the night that we met. In that time your love has been split between two of us. It is unfair to me and it is unfair to Nicole for you to try to love both of us." I said. Julie couldn't speak; she just put her face in her hands and cried. Nicole looked at Julie lovingly then looked at me. "God damn you Adam. Look what you're doing to her." Nicole said. "What I'm doing to her? What about me? What about you? I'm sure that it still burns you that she's married to me. Don't even try to tell me that if I were out of the picture you wouldn't be happy." I said. "That would depend on how you went out of the picture. If you parted ways on good terms where Julie wasn't overly sad or depressed at the end of your relationship then yes I would be thrilled that you were gone. I remember the conversation that you and I had the morning after the two of you got engaged. That morning you told me that Julie needed both of us to be happy. At that time you didn't have any clue of the true nature of my relationship with Julie, but I realized that you were right. I had loved having her to myself before she met you, and when she started dating you I was pissed because I felt like I was losing her. After a while though I realized that while my relationship with Julie had changed, I hadn't lost anything and she was happier than I had ever seen her. It wasn't until she came back last night that I saw anything but a smile on her face when it came to you." Nicole said. "I'll ask you this Nicole. How did you feel about keeping me in the dark for all these years?" I asked. "Well, I was in favor of it for a long time. There were times when like you said I was ready to tell you in the hopes that it would get you out of the picture. I realized that if I were the one that drove you out of Julie's life she would never forgive me and would cut me out of her life as well so I never did. Did I ever have regrets or feel bad about it? No. You got to have the public relationship with her and I loved her just as much and only got to have a secret relationship with her." Nicole said. "I guess I understand that. What kind of future did you see with Julie Nicole? Did you see her leaving me to be with you? Did you see her leaving you?" I asked. "I guess in my imagination I saw her leaving you for me." Nicole said. "How would you explain to your children that you had ruined my marriage to Julie to be with her?" I asked. At the mention of Nicole's children Julie looked up, looked at me, looked at Nicole, then back at me. "What is it?" I asked. Julie hesitated for a moment, and then she spoke. "Adam, there's something that you should know in light of all that has happened." Julie said. She held Nicole's hand and looked first at her, then at me. "Julie don't. We agreed that he'd never find out." Nicole said. "I have to Nicole. I've kept far too much from him Nicole. If I have any chance of reconciliation with Adam I have to be completely honest with him. Besides, even you will agree that he has every right to know the truth in this case." Julie said. "Are you sure about this?" Nicole asked nervously. "I'm positive. I won't keep the truth from him any longer." Julie said. "What truth?" I asked. Nicole and Julie held each other's hands tightly and they looked into each others' eyes and then into mine. I could see how nervous they were. "Adam, you are the father of Nicole's children." Julie said. "That's impossible." I said. "No it isn't. It's absolutely true." Julie said. "I don't see how as I have never been with her and I have never given a sperm sample that could have been used to impregnate her." I said. "Yes you did Adam, you just didn't know it." Julie said. "What do you mean?" I asked. "It's amazing what you can use a turkey baster for. I used one to remove some of your semen from my body and then put them into Nicole's body. Remarkably, two out of three times it was successful." Julie said. "Two out of three times?" I asked. "We tried to get her pregnant each time you and I were trying to get pregnant. We were successful when I got pregnant with the boys, but not when I got pregnant with Hannah." Julie said. I was stunned. I almost couldn't speak. My wife had stolen my sperm to impregnate her lesbian lover. How the hell do you react to that? "This is for real? You really stole my sperm and impregnated her with it twice without my permission?" I asked. "Yes, it's horrible I know, but I rationalized it by convincing myself that you were giving it to me so I could do whatever I wanted with it." Julie said. "I...I don't know how to react to this. First I discover that you have been having a lesbian affair throughout our entire relationship and now you tell me that you used my sperm to impregnate your lover. I...I...damn." I said. I looked at the floor crying. Julie moved over to hold me, but I violently shrugged her off, I didn't want her touching me at that moment and maybe never again. "Adam, I can only imagine what you're going through right now. We had no right to do what we did, and I am truly sorry. I wanted children desperately, but as you now know I'm a lesbian and I didn't want anything to do with men. One day I told Julie that I wished that she produced sperm because I wanted to have her children and that's when we came up with the idea of using your sperm. We wanted our children to be born of love and if Julie's love for me couldn't give me a baby directly then we considered it our good fortune that she could give me a baby indirectly through her love for you. It was Julie's idea originally to use your sperm, but I agreed to it Adam so any anger you have about this should be split evenly between us and not directed squarely at Julie." Nicole said. "Adam, what we did was wrong, but the end result was worth it. Derek and Kelly are great kids." Julie said. My mind was going a mile a minute, I had two children that had been kept secret from me for years. I felt as if I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. "I don't blame them. How can I blame them for the actions of their mothers? Do they know about your relationship? Do they call you mom Julie? Do our children know? Who else knows? Am I the last person on the planet to learn of this?" I asked angrily. "To my knowledge nobody knows Adam. Long ago Nicole and I agreed to keep our relationship secret as long as you and I were together. Now I guess we'll be free to take our relationship public if we choose to do so." Julie said. I looked at her thinking about all that had happened, and almost without control of my words I spoke. "Does that mean that you've decided to leave me?" I asked. "Adam, I thought that you were..." Julie said. "This situation has put a big strain on our relationship Julie, there's no doubt about that, but I still love you and I still want to be with you if I can. I can see no reason for us to get a divorce just yet unless you don't love me anymore. Do you still love me?" I asked. "Oh Adam, I love you more than ever. So what happens now that you know about us?" Julie asked. "I don't know. I really don't. I'm going to request that you not see Nicole for two months. No contact at all; no phone calls, no emails, nothing. I'm not asking you to break things off with her permanently; all I want is two months to have you completely to myself. I've never had you completely to myself at any point in our relationship. I thought I did, but as it turns out I didn't. I think that after loving you unconditionally for so long I deserve to have that chance, even if you aren't loving me unconditionally I would have you to myself during that time." I said. Julie was about to protest, but Nicole took her hand and squeezed it. Julie looked into Nicole's eyes. "You'd better take three months. After all the years of lies and sneaking around behind your back you deserve at least three months Adam. And Julie, I don't want you to think about me during those three months. I'll be right here when the three months is over, the only person you need to think about during the three months is Adam, your husband, okay?" Nicole asked. "Nicole, I..." Julie started. "No, don't fight this one. I know you love me, and I know you love him, but I've experienced having you all to myself, your husband thought he had, but now he knows he didn't, he deserves to know what it's like to have all of you. We both owe that to him, after lying to him for all these years. I owe that to him for my children even if we didn't have his permission to use his sperm." Nicole said. "But if I spend that long with just him I might..." Julie started. "You might decide that he is all you need now, I know. That's a risk we have to take Julie. He is your husband after all, and he deserves to know if you can be happy with only him. Whatever happens I will always love you." Nicole said. I Deserved to Know "I'll always love you too." Julie said. They shared a tear filled embrace, then Nicole stood up, offered her hand to me and I shook it. "Three months, not a minute longer." Nicole said. With that Nicole walked out of the house and drove away. Julie was still crying to I went over and sat next to her on the couch. I held her and rubbed her back as she sobbed into my shoulder. "I never meant for this to happen." Julie said. "I know you didn't. I'm not sure how, but we'll find a solution to this in the end." I said. "What kind of solution?" Julie asked. "Well, it may be that I'll decide that I can't stay with someone who loves someone else, or maybe you'll choose between Nicole and me, or maybe Nicole will grow tired of sharing you and decide to move on, but somehow there will be a conclusion to this somewhere not too far down the road." I said. "Yes, you're right; we have to have a solution. We can't go on living like this. I want you to believe that it did pain me deeply to keep you in the dark about Nicole and me, but I knew you'd probably leave me if you found out and I don't want to lose you." Julie said. "I believe you." I said. "No matter what kind of solution we come to I will always love you and I will always love Nicole, I can't change that. For now though we have the next three months together without any contact with Nicole. I wish to show you how much I love you during these three months, how can I do that?" Julie asked. I scooped her into my arms and carried her up to the bedroom and we made love. The three months that she spent completely out of contact with Nicole were the most sex-filled three months of my life. It seemed that she had been splitting her sexual energies between Nicole and me as she was extremely energetic in bed. We were like animals. We'd wake up in the middle of the night, we'd take long lunches, and we found all sorts of places to make love at all different times of day. We made love in the back yard as the sun was coming up, it was absolutely magical. I was able to put aside the pain of discovering her long affair and I fell deeper in love with Julie with each passing day of the three months. All too quickly however the three months were coming to a close. On the second to last day of the three months that we had all agreed upon Nicole was sitting in the kitchen when Julie walked in for breakfast. "What are you doing here? I'm not supposed to see you or talk to you for two more days." Julie said. "I assume that it will be alright since Adam is the one that asked me to come over this morning." Nicole said. "Adam asked you to come over?" Julie asked. "Yes I did. I've decided that there's no need to wait two more days, the discussion we need to have can't be put off any longer." I said. Nicole was sitting on one side of the kitchen table and I ushered Julie to the other side of the table and sat her down. I took a chair at the head of the table. "This could be a very short discussion or it could be a very long one, and it all hinges on the answer to one question." I said. "What question is that?" Nicole asked. "Julie, after spending three months alone with me, in which you were to make no contact with Nicole and were not to think about her could you see yourself living the rest of your life happily with me, but without Nicole in your life?" I asked. "What...I...Adam...what are you doing?" Julie asked. "I'm asking my wife if she could be happy with me and without Nicole for the rest of her life." I said. "Adam...I don't...why are you doing this?" Julie asked. "There may be room in your heart to love two people Julie, but I cannot love someone that I know to be in love with someone else. The past three months together have been the best months of my life. I thought what we had together was great before I found out about you and Nicole, but after experiencing having you to myself I can't go back to the way things were Julie. I'm very sorry, but it has to be an all or none thing. I know that Nicole would welcome the chance to have you to herself, and if that is your choice I wish you both the best of luck." I said. "Adam...please don't do this." Julie said. "I have to Julie. For myself, for our children, hell, even for Nicole, I have to do this. Now what is your answer?" I asked. "Adam, Nicole isn't making me choose, why are you?" Julie asked. "Because I am your husband, you're my wife, we have a family, and all of those things are far too important to me to let this go on as it has. I'm very sorry, and I know that it's entirely possible that you could choose her over me, but just as you took the risk of being found out, I'm taking the risk of losing you. Now what is your answer?" I asked. Julie looked up at me then over at Nicole. "I...I...need some time. I can't make this decision on the spur of the moment; I've loved you both for so long that it will take time." Julie said. "I suppose that would be acceptable. To keep from having either of us influencing your decision I suggest that you go somewhere without telling either of us, and without contacting either of us until you have made your decision." I said. "Now wait a minute..." Nicole said. "No, he's right. If I'm going to make this decision I need to be away from both of you so that I'm not influenced by your presence. It's a decision I have to make on my own within my own heart." Julie said. "I don't know how long it will take, and you should take all the time you need, but shall we set a tentative meeting time of two weeks from now right here?" I asked. Julie and Nicole both agreed. Julie packed a bag and drove away not telling either of us where she was going. During the two weeks I took care of some paperwork so that I would have it all ready in case Julie picked Nicole. The two weeks seemed to pass quickly, which surprised me. I was expecting the time to crawl by slowly. Soon enough however we found ourselves sitting around the kitchen table once again. "Well Julie, we're here to hear what you've decided." I said. "I've barely slept over the past two weeks. I thought about my relationships with each of you. I tried to think about how my life would be without one of you, and I have come to a decision." Julie said. For a few moments there was silence. "What is it Julie?" Nicole asked. "Nicole, I'm sorry..." Julie said. "NO!" Nicole said. She broke down crying. "I'm so sorry Nicole. You've always been there for me and I will always love you, but I realized that I could never see myself living as a lesbian. I'm not embarrassed or ashamed of what we have done, but unlike you I love men. I love you deeply, but I could give up sex with you far easier than I could give up sex with Adam. I hope that you can understand. You may never be able to forgive me, but I hope you can understand." Julie said. "Yes...yes...I understand. I guess I should have expected this." Nicole said. They both wept. For the first time I began to have regrets about giving Julie the ultimatum. I had won, she had picked me, but I didn't feel like a winner as I sat there and watched both of them cry on opposite sides of the table. An idea came into my head that I'm sure I would eventually regret, but at that moment it seemed to make sense. I would soften my all or none ultimatum and give them the chance to be together, but it would be on my terms. "Ladies please calm yourselves, I have something to say. I am overjoyed that you chose me Julie. Nicole I feel for you, I really do. I know that I was the one that insisted on the ending of one of Julie's relationships, but now I see that may have been wrong of me." I said. "What are you saying? Now that you won you don't care if we are still together?" Nicole asked. "I'm not saying that at all. If I thought things could go back to the way they were I wouldn't even consider what I'm about to do." I said. "What are you saying then?" Julie asked. "It's clear that you both still love one another and that your love will not change. I understand love and I know how hard it is to think you have lost love, I don't want to do that to either of you. But as Julie's husband I cannot allow you to continue on the way you were." I said. "Then what do you suggest?" Nicole asked. "Sundays." I said. "What about Sundays?" Julie asked. "I'm willing to give the two of you Sundays to be together. Nicole, you can bring your children over here after breakfast and I will watch all of the kids so that the two of you can have all day Sunday together. Now this offer would be contingent on you not doing anything in public to bring suspicion. There would also be no more "girls' nights out". If you want to see each other during the week it would be done right here in this house meaning that there would be no sex. If you want to go to the mall or something together on Saturday you have to promise that there will be no sex involved and not get mad at me when I check up on you during the day. If you can get a quickie in during lunch without getting caught fine, but I will not condone my wife doing things like spending her birthday away from me when I want to be with her. Now I know I'm sounding a little harsh here, but of the three of us, I'm the one that has been lied to, stolen from, and hurt the most by all of this. After all that has happened I am still willing to accept that Julie needs you in her life to be happy Nicole. I could see it when she showed up this morning. I knew instantly that she had picked me and I could also see that she was unhappy. I don't want Julie to be unhappy, I want her to be happy with me, and if that means that I have to accept her being with you on Sundays then so be it." I said. Nicole and Julie look at each other reading each other's eyes to evaluate what they each thought of my proposal. "If we were to accept this, how would you keep us from breaking the agreement?" Nicole asked. "I'm ashamed of myself for doing this now, but over the past two weeks I have had some legal papers drawn up. In this folder are divorce papers that would cite marital infidelity as the grounds for divorce, which would mean that our prenuptial agreement would be in affect and Julie would leave with nothing. There are also custody papers in there, and according to my lawyer a judge presented with years of infidelity would most likely grant me full custody of our children Julie. But there is another set of custody papers in there as well." I said. Julie and Nicole's eyes both got wide as their faces got pale. "You wouldn't do that would you?" Julie asked. "They are my children, you have both admitted as much. Had things gone down very badly today I would have taken Nicole to court to try to get custody of the children that I fathered without my knowledge or consent. There was also the possibility of criminal charges concerning the origins of Nicole's children. Now I wasn't going to go after her children unless things got really bad, but I covered my bases just in case. I assure you that I have no desire to use any of these papers now or ever, but they are the kinds of things that could come up if for example Julie starts spending the night at your place Nicole." I said. "How can you do this to someone you love?" Julie asks. "Maybe you should have asked yourself that before you got involved in two relationships at the same time. It's been really unfair to Nicole to know that she was sharing you with me for so long, but at least she knew. I had no idea. I deserved to know that you were splitting your love between two people. I love you more than ever in spite of what happened Julie and the offer I have made you is on the table because I know that losing Nicole completely will make you unhappy. I am willing to give you one day a week to be with her, but I expect you to love me fully the other six days a week. If Nicole comes over during the week she comes as your friend not your lover." I said. For a few moments there was silence, then Julie looked me in the eyes. "Okay." Julie said. "Okay?" I asked. "Yes. I was willing to give my relationship with Nicole up to stay married to you, but you're right, I would be unhappy without Nicole in my life. I'm completely blown away that you're making this generous offer after I had chosen to stay with you and end my relationship with her. If Nicole is willing to accept this new condition then I happily accept your proposal. If not then I will be saddened to lose her, but I chose you and I stand by it." Julie said. "I guess it's on you now Nicole." I said. "It hurts that you picked him over me Julie, but I guess I understand why you did. John will agree that one day a week isn't enough to love you properly, but it's too much to give up. I accept the proposal." Nicole said. "Good. It's settled then. Oh, and just so we're all clear right now, if a birthday, anniversary, or holiday falls on a Sunday I get to spend it with Julie and you two can have a different day." I said. I know, I'm a wimp, my wife had been cheating on me during our entire relationship and she'd even used my sperm to get her lesbian lover pregnant twice and not only am I still married to Julie, I gave in and still let her have a relationship with her lesbian lover. I don't really care what you think of me as a man. I get Julie 6 days a week and she loves me more in those six days than your wife loves you in an entire year so you can all go to hell. I'm happy, Julie is happy, Nicole is happy, and all the kids are happy. I've become very active in Derek and Kelly, Nicole's kids' lives. Of course they don't know that I'm their father, but they sure seem to love their Uncle Adam. Nicole and I probably won't ever be friends, we still resent each other for taking half of Julie's love from us, but she's been a lot nicer to me since I started spending time with her kids. She and Julie keep telling me that they can see big differences in both of them now that they have a steady male role model in their lives. I don't know if this arrangement will last. I admit that when Julie leaves every Sunday morning I have to fight the urge to beg her not to go, but I've come to respect the fact that she and Nicole love each other too so I bite my tongue and enjoy the 6 days each week that I have with her.