19 comments/ 34452 views/ 35 favorites A Most Unusual Romance Pt. 01 By: Andyhm I've submitted this in the romance section because that where I believe it should be. It's a Romance which skirts in part with erotic couples and group sex. But ultimately it is the story of the conclusion of a rather unusual thirteen year romance between the main characters. I could have posted it in any of the groups I mentioned. I can't thank Romantic1 enough for the time he spent reviewing and editing this story A Most Unusual Romance Pt. 01 "Or this," and she placed my hand high on her inner thigh and trapped it between them. I could even stroke her thong with my little finger if I splayed my hand apart. There were tears running down her cheeks. I turned her face to me and kiss her cheek. She whispered, "Oh God, I still love Clive, but I love you even more. I'm so confused. These past couple of years have been hard. You didn't seem to need me as much." She cuddled up to me, her head resting on my shoulder. The scent of her hair was ambrosia to me. "I would watch you each day hoping that today would be the day you needed me and I could be with you again." I stroked her hair with my other hand, and she sighed contentedly. Our food and wine arrived and for the next few minutes we ate in silence. Our only communication was our thighs touching each other. We finished the food, I had my glass of wine and Sally had two glasses. She looked at me, "Please can we go home, I don't want to waste any more of my precious last night." I nodded and got the bill. On the drive back she placed my hand between her thighs, this time tight against her thong-covered pussy. When I didn't need my hand for driving, I was stroking her pussy. The crotch of her thong grew wet under my fingers. She wriggled and pulled them off and tucked them in my pocket. She sat there clenching her thighs around my hand and was groaning in frustration as we pulled up the driveway. No sooner was the front door closed behind us than her dress was in a heap on the floor. She stood on the first step of the staircase. She was dressed in nothing but the pair of stockings and her sexy high heels. The movement of her pale buttocks above the black of her stockings as she walked up stairs was hypnotic. I followed like a man in a trance. My recollections of the next few minutes were burnt into my memory like a series of individual unforgettable snapshots. Click - She was kneeling on the bed with her ass in the air. The evidence of her arousal glistened on the inside of her thighs. Click - I was kneeling before the altar of love, lapping the sacramental nectar from her pussy lips Click - I was naked, my rampant cock buried deep in her warm wet passage. Click - She was screaming out my name as she came. Click - I was thrusting hard and fast, my thighs slapping against her ass cheeks. Click - She was screaming incoherently as she came again. Click- I was pulling her up, both hands round her, holding her breasts, pulling her down onto my cock. Click - She was crying out as she kept orgasming. Click - My body was screaming at me as I came, my hot cum pulsating out of me and into her lithe body. I think we both passed out for a moment. I returned to real time collapsed on top of her. I was still hard and buried inside. Sally was quivering beneath me as her body kept firing off little climaxes. I rolled us on to our sides and wrapped my arms protectively round her. I hugged her as she came slowly down from her high. Mother of god I thought, that was so intense. She stirred in my arms as I kissed the top of her head. She turned to face me, and I came out with an audible pop. She held my head between her two hands and kissed me desperately. She whispered, "Oh god, what was that? I came so many times I lost count." "I'm not sure. I think it could have been us trying to make up for twelve years of lost opportunities." She smiled wickedly, "That wasn't enough for the whole twelve, maybe just two. That means we have another ten in reserve." Ever since that first time many years ago our lovemaking had always been a secondary part of her visits. Holding me, pulling me out of the depths of depression I'd reached had always been her main goal. There had been so many occasions where we had spent the night cuddling. Our lovemaking had been a happy genial affair. This time it seemed that sex was the main event! I groaned and rolled on to my back. My semi erect cock curving down between my legs. Sally pounced on it licking the length and sucking the crown until he stood proud and ready. She swung herself over me, sliding her cunt down my rapidly hardening shaft, grinding her clitoris into my pubis. We both groaned, as I felt my glans rub against her cervix. She locked her gaze onto me and began to ride me. She was lifting up until I was just nestling between her lips then dropping down again until her clit was trapped on the base of my cock and my cock made contact with her A-spot deep inside her vagina. She made long deliberate movements that sent shudders through me, and drew moans from her. I was holding her waist trying to control her movements, but she had her own agenda. She was making love to me in a way I didn't recall. It was hard, al-most desperate love. Her movements grew more frantic and she threw her head back and shuddered to a halt as her body responded to another climax. She opened her eyes and looked down at me, there was so much need hidden in their depths. I rolled her over onto her back without disconnecting. As I looked down at her, she wrapped her legs round me locking her ankles. Her hands were resting on the back of my neck. She whispered, "Please, fuck me until you cum." She pulled my head down and we kissed, a long almost desperate kiss that left us both panting. I began thrusting hard and fast. I wasn't going to last a long time, but that did-n't look like it was going to be as issue. Within seconds Sally was shaking and moaning as the first in a continuous sequence of orgasms washed over her. I don't know how many she had, as one ran down, the next was on the horizon. All concepts of time disappeared; I kept pausing as the peak of each orgasm hit her. I think that was what enabled me to last as long as I did. Finally, I reached my tipping point and I joined her in a mutual orgasm, shuddering as my jism flooded her cervix. We rolled onto our sides facing each other, our chests heaving as we struggled to get our breath back. I ran the back of a finger down the side of her face, and kissed her lips. I said, "This is different, very nice but very different from our usual bedtime games." She looked at me struggling with her thoughts. "I think it's because this is the first time I've accepted that I am truly in love with you. I knew I loved you and I wanted to look after you. But this is different, now I love you." And she buried her head into my chest and I felt tears splash onto me. I thought about the evening and the way I felt about her. I realised that this evening was the culmination of the changes in our relationship that I had been aware of but hadn't wanted to acknowledge. I loved her too! Christ, what were we going to do? I was leaving the country in seven days. I wasn't sure what to say I was so far out of my comfort zone. "Sally, I love you too - maybe more than words can convey. What do we do now?" She replied, "I don't know. I think I still love Clive, I'm so confused." "Do you want to leave Clive?" "No...yes...oh god I don't know. All I know is that I love you and you're leaving me." And she started sobbing. I held her tight for a couple of minutes as she cried herself out. Then I handed her the Tee-shirt she had claimed as her own long ago. I slipped my boxers on and led her downstairs to the kitchen. I put a pan of milk on to warm and found the chocolate powder and made us some hot chocolate. As I was making the drinks she stood behind me and wrapped her arms round me. We sat at the kitchen table sipping our drinks. She was sitting on my lap and I had an arm round her. I could feel her breasts against my shoulder through the thin mate-rial of the t-shirt. I sighed, "If I had understood how we both felt earlier, I wouldn't have agreed to the next two years. But I'm committed to it now. Oh, God ... I do love you." Sally whispered, "I don't think I really realised how I felt. I think I still love Clive but my feelings for you have been growing and changing. Is it possible to love two people at the same time?" "I don't see why not, it's just not something I've ever considered." She rested her head back on my shoulder. "So what do we do?" "There's not much we can do at the moment. Tomorrow you need to go back to Clive and I need to get on the plane next Saturday." I said, "You need to find out what your feelings for Clive are. The only thing I can suggest is that we meet up in six months and see if we both still feel the same. I will leave you a ticket and you can fly over and celebrate the New Year with me." "Six months," she wailed. I pulled her round so she faced me. "Sally, darling, what else can we do? Do you want to leave Clive?" She looked at me biting her lips, "I don't know. No, I don't think so, at least not at the moment. I want both of you for now." My emotions were all twisted. Half of me wanted her to say that she would leave him and come to the States with me. But I knew deep down if she did, she would spend the rest of her life regretting the decision. I couldn't imagine Clive ever agreeing to share Sally's love. Their understanding over me was based on her compassion, not love. Love was a new dynamic that could destroy them. She stood up, "Boss, whatever we decide tomorrow, for the rest of the night you're mine. Please take me back to bed ... and make love to me all night long." We went back to the bedroom and continued to make love until the sky through the bedroom windows had that pre-dawn glow. We fell asleep in each other's arms. A Most Unusual Romance Pt. 01 She laughed at me and borrowed a pen from one of the waitresses. She wrote a word on a napkin and showed it to me. Crap it was my signature, I signed be-low it. Christ I couldn't tell the difference. "How... when?" I stuttered. "Ever since you weren't yourself, how else was I supposed to keep the department running?" "Sally Fox, you are the most devious and beautiful secretary a man could ever hope to know." "I know I am." Then she looked at me seriously and said, "I need you to do something, I want you to pay no real attention to me tonight. In fact there are going to be some very pretty women here and I want you to flirt with them. There's one in particular I'm going to introduce you to. I'm going to take Clive home fairly early and make love to him." I looked surprised at her statement, "But why?" I asked. "Because I love you and I'm not sure I will be able to hide it from him, and I don't want to hurt him." It seemed wrong but she was adamant so I agreed. We shared a kiss that was wrapped in love beyond my comprehension. We heard Clive returning so we weren't able to say anything else. He looked like a cat that had got the cream. We sat down talking waiting for the first guests to arrive. Regardless of my evolving relationship with Sally, the three of us had always got on well, and it was pleasant to talk to them. At five the first of the guests arrived, and by six at least one hundred people had turned up. The caterers were doing a fine job, which left me free to circulate. When I'd decided to throw this party, as much to say thank you as to say goodbye, I'd really only thought that maybe twenty or thirty would want to come. Sally had shocked me with the numbers after I'd asked her to find out who was coming. A pair of hands covered my eyes and a female body ground into my back. Lips kissed the back of my neck. I turned and stared into a pair of the bluest eyes. "Mila?" I managed to get out before her arms were round my neck and her lips were attached to mine. She threw her whole body behind the kiss. She eased back a tad and I was able to get a good look at her. And yes it was Mila the radiographer from the Angio suite, and she was looking beautiful. Her slightly curled chestnut brown hair framed her face and flowed over her shoulders. She'd only worked in the department for the last couple of years; I don't think she could be more the twenty-three or four. She was wearing a classic LBD that fell to mid-thigh and black tights, or it could be stockings, I couldn't tell. She looked up at me, "Hi Dr. Fitzpatrick." "Mila, I think after that magnificent kiss you can call me Mike." She giggled, "I've worked with you for nearly three years and that's how long I've wanted to do that to you." Then she pulled my head down and whispered in my ear, "and there's a lot more I want to do! Maybe later." And then she blushed and ran off. I watched her disappear into the middle of a group of radiographers and collect a drink from one of them. She saw me watching her and smiled and blew me a kiss. Several of the other female radiographers smiled at her and me, and at least one also blew me a kiss. I saw Clive and Sally by the bar, and joined them and collected a glass of wine. "I've just had the weirdest experience," I told them. Clive said, "We saw, how do you know our Mila?" "She's the really cute radiographer from the Angio suite." I replied. Sally laughed and told her husband, "That's our Mila, she's very pretty." She turned to me and said, "Don't be surprised if it happens to you a lot tonight. You've been the main topic of conversation at work for the past few weeks. There is a lot of unrequited love for you in that department." I said, "In that case I suppose I better mingle," I winked at Clive, "You never know I might just get lucky tonight." He laughed but a sad expression fleetingly flitted across Sally's face, before disappearing behind a dark smile. I left them looking like the happy couple they should be. Later, I saw Sally and Mila with their heads close together in deep discussion; Mila was hugging Sally with a happy expression on her face. They stopped talking when I drew near. I spent the next couple of hours meeting and greeting. I had more women hug and kiss me than I had in the past ten years. It seemed that once the protection of my position had gone I was fair game for every available, and a few unavailable women present. Every now and again Mila or one of the other female Radiographers would seek me out and give me a hug and a noteworthy kiss then disappear leaving me breathless. It was about eleven o'clock and Mila was standing beside me with her arm round my waist, when I felt a familiar hand take hold of mine. I turned to face Sally; Clive was standing behind her on the other side of the room. She whispered in my ear, "We are going to go soon, I told Clive I need twenty minutes to say my goodbyes. Is there somewhere private we can go?" I gave Mila a kiss on the top of her head and said I'd be back. I led Sally to my study on the first floor, and locked the door behind us. As soon as the door was closed she had her arms round me. I had my head buried in her soft red locks, breathing in her heavenly scent. "Christ Sally, tonight's been hard. Trying to ignore you and playing up to the rest of them." She whimpered, "I know I'm sorry, but it was hard for me too. Just hold me for the next few minutes please." We sat down on the sofa and she tucked her legs up and curled into me. I wrapped my arms round her and gently stroked her hair. Mutually we under-stood that we needed comfort not sex and for the next few minutes we gained strength from our contact. Finally, she said, "Clive is playing golf tomorrow at twelve so I told him I would come over and help you tidy up." I kissed her and said, "Thank you." "We are going to take a taxi home tonight. So he will come with me tomorrow to collect the BMW and my car. He really wants to show it off to his mates at the club." I had to smile at his boyish enthusiasm. Then she looked at me, "Thank you for trusting me with the Porsche. I know how much it means to you." "I've trusted you with my life and my sanity for the past twelve years, why wouldn't I trust you with my car," I said. She started crying and stood up. "I need to find Clive and go. I'll see you to-morrow." I unlocked the door for her and walked to the top of the stairs with her. Sally paused at the top and turned back to me saying. "There is something I want you to do tonight. Mila is going to ask you if she can stay the night with you. It's important to me that you say yes to her; you need someone with you to-night and it can't be me." My mouth opened in surprise, but she stopped me saying anything with a kiss. She continued, "She knows about us but she promised never to say anything. She's wanted to sleep with you for such a long time but wouldn't do anything in case it upset me. I told her earlier that you were my gift to her this evening. Please let her stay, I think you both need each other tonight, and I'll be much happier knowing you won't be on your own." She turned away without saying another word and walked downstairs and I had to admit there were tears rolling down my face as I saw her disappear from view. She loved me so much she was willing to share me to keep our secret from Clive. Should I say yes or no, I don't think I have a choice to be honest. The rest of the party passed in a blur. That tends to the problem when the majority of your guests work in a hospital. You work hard and party even harder, it's been the same for as long as I could remember. The caterers started to wrap up and they were gone by midnight. By one-thirty most of the guests had left. The last of the hold outs and I settled down in the lounge. I wasn't surprised that Mila was by my side. I selected a Katie Melua album and the sound of her voice was a nice way to round off the evening. Having only sipped at the occasional drink all evening I felt I deserved a real nightcap. I took a bottle of my prized twenty-one year old single malt and poured myself a glass. Mila was curled up beside me; she'd kicked off her shoes and tucked her legs up. She tilted her head up to me seeking a kiss, she murmured, "I'm yours if you want me." On the other sofa Jane and Pauline, both radiographers I worked with, were curled up against John, Pauline's husband. I detected a threesome in the making. Mila stole a sip from my glass and spluttered. "God, how can you drink that boss, it tastes like medicine?" "Best medicine ever," I replied. Then I got a bottle of Grand Marnier and poured the girls a glass each. John happily accepted a glass of the whiskey. "Try this," I said to Mila and I took a sip of her drink and held it in my mouth. I kissed her and as I did so I squirted the Grand Marnier into her mouth in a deep French kiss. She recoiled slightly in surprise. Then swallowed the mouthful and laughed. "My God, that was a different kiss. That was fun, can you do it again?" I took a second sip and kissed her again, and saw her toes curl as the alcohol jetted into her mouth. She whispered, "That was amazing," and she sighed happily as I put my arm round her, tucking her head into my chest. She whispered to me, "You're making me wet in a most welcome place." I said, "I've always been intrigued by your name Mila, where did it come from? Is it a family name?" "I was going to be named after my grandmother, Millicent. But my mother shortened it to Mila. She said it wasn't fair to make anyone go through child-hood with a name like Millicent." She looked somewhat surprised at the question, and she said, "I'd thought that Sally would have told you that story." Why would Sally have told me I thought, but my attention was distracted by what was happening on the other sofa. John had pulled his wife's dress up to the top of her thighs, and his hand was moving rhythmically between her open legs. His other hand was resting on the top of Jane's dress and was caressing one of her breasts. Both were fully aware of what he was doing to the other woman. As I watched they lent forward and kissed each other passionately. Then Pauline and her husband were kissing passionately. He went to kiss Jane but she shied away from him. I must have started as Mila turned her head to see what I was looking at. She grinned and whispered, "Pauline and John got married last year. Jane has been Pauline's friend and lover for a long time and she's recently moved in with them. She's not really into men but she sort of accepts John. Pauline's bi and she's completely in love with John and loves Jane." "And what about John?" I asked. "He loves his wife and is happy to share her with Jane if that keeps her happy. The fly in the ointment is that Pauline only lets Jane fuck her if John's there or has given his permission." I raised my eyebrows in a mute question. Mila said, "Pauline said it's only fair. Jane won't let John screw her. Sometimes she'll let him touch her and make her cum with his fingers and mouth but never his cock. Pauline loves John too much to risk losing him, so the no sex if John's not included was her solution." "So how long has it been going on for?" "Almost a year I think." "Do you think it's going to last?" She waggled her hand, "I hope so for all their sakes." She looked up me sadly, "But boss I have my doubts. I'm not sure that Pauline is convinced either. She told me that Jane keeps pushing her for more, wanting to spend time alone with her. She wants them to set a sleeping rota. Pauline loves John too much to agree to that." I could see the cluster fuck appearing on the horizon and I was grateful that it was no longer my problem. Things were progressing on the other sofa and I thought it was time they took it to bed. I don't think any of them were sober enough to drive. "Mila, do you want to tell them they can stay the night. In fact I insist they do, they are not driving. The spare bedroom has a nice large bed and a big ensuite bathroom. It's the second door on the left at the top of the stairs." "I'll tell them; does that mean I can stay too?" "If you'd like to, of course you can." She raised her face and whispered, "Can I stay with you please, boss? Sally said she'd spoken to you." She saw me looking at her, "I know you're leaving soon, but I've wanted this for a long time. Please, just for tonight?" I'm only human; a beautiful young woman wants my old body. Who am I to say no, and as I understood the situation Sally had already gift-wrapped me. "Ok, I'd like that," I whispered. She kissed me, her tongue teasing mine. She got up and whispered to Pauline who smiled at me and nodded gratefully. The three of them adjusted their clothes and stood up. Pauline and Jane came over and murmured their thanks. Both of them gave me a kiss, they collected John and made their way upstairs. A Most Unusual Romance Pt. 01 The sense of urgency between us grew and I felt her soft warm passage harden and catch at me as her orgasm hit her. Mine followed hers and with a few hard thrusts my cum spurted into her welcoming cunt. She was shuddering as she shook with the intensity of her orgasm. She collapsed forward onto my chest gasping as she tried to get her breath back. My cock was still twitching and she gasped and groaned as she experienced a second, and then moments later a third orgasm. Her fist clenched and she hit my shoulder. She looked at me with tears in her eyes and said, "You bastard, now you make love to me and you're leaving in a week. The best lover I've ever had and this is it. Fuck, fuck, fuck! God, I might follow you to the ends of the earth." I kissed her and flexed my hips, and she tensed her muscles around my cock. "And don't you fucking dare pull out," she cried out. She relaxed a bit, "Christ boss, I've just come more times in the past thirty minutes than the past year, the best I've ever had is three in an evening and I had to do one of those myself." I grinned at her as I felt myself hardening at the challenge and filled her again. "So how many more would you like?" She gasped and wriggled her hips. I rolled us over onto her back while we stayed connected. She wrapped her sweaty legs round my waist and used her heels to urge me into motion. I was thrusting long and hard into her and she was rolling her hips to meet me. Her groans became continuous whimpers of pleasure and I felt her cunt flutter as another orgasm worked its magic on her body. "Ohh, ohhh, ohhh, Christ," she looked at me with wonder in her eyes, and then hunger as I continued to move, thrusting and twisting. I don't know how long it took before I felt my balls tightening and the pressure building up. Time was only measured by the passing of Mila's orgasms. It was at least eight O'Mila when my cum filled her again, and I finally collapsed on the bed beside her, still buried deep inside her. "Mother of God," I gasped. "Please tell me your ALS training is up to date. I think I'm about to have a coronary." She lay on her back, panting getting her breath back. "Fully trained boss, I passed mouth to mouth top of the class." "Thank God for that!" She laughed and wriggled to get comfortable, my cock finally softening and sliding out of her. A large wet spot dominated the centre of the bed and I grabbed a couple of large soft towels to cover it. We curled up together, me spooning behind her. I pulled the covers over us and we drifted off to sleep. A Most Unusual Romance Pt. 01 I poured myself another cup of coffee and smiled as the robin who lived in the garden came to say hello. He sat on the back of the chair beside me and was a regular visitor. This particular one was the veteran of three years and we'd come to an understanding. He let me share his garden and I shared my biscuits, I paid him his due and he offered me a chirp in acknowledgement of our places in our relationship. I thought more about Mila. She's a great girl in so many ways, and I know that Sally likes and trusts her. But do I love her or is it just lust? No, I thought, it's not just lust; that was not fair on the girl. She's beautiful and has a great character, shit who am I trying to kid, she's spectacular in bed, and it would take very little to push me over the love edge with her too. I don't know how long I sat there contemplating but I was startled by the sound of a chair scraping beside mine. Jane sat down beside me and filled a mug from the coffee pot. She didn't look at me but just sat beside me sipping her coffee. Finally she said, "Thank you for what you said last night, we had a long talk after you left, then we went back to bed." She turned to face me with a proud smile on her face, "I had sex with John for the first time!" Then she shook her head and said, "No, I didn't. We made love and Pauline held us while we did it and the feelings were so amazing, but I was still so scared. I trembled the whole time, but John was so patient and gentle with me. I know he cares about me." She was crying and I held my hand out to her and she came and sat on my lap her head resting on my shoulder. I gently stroked her hair and she used my tee-shirt to dry her eyes. "Please can you call your friend, I know I need help, and I don't want to hurt either of them anymore. I can't live this way anymore." I picked up my mobile from the table and found Lucy's number. She picked up after the fifth tone. "Michael, you know I love you but it's nine on a Sunday morning and Pete was working his kisses down my body and he'd only reached my belly button." I laughed, "Liar, at nine on a Sunday morning Pete will be standing on the third tee. So who's the lover in your bed as if I didn't know?" "Damn, you know me to well, Samantha say hi to your uncle Michael." "Hi Uncle Mike," came the seven year old's voice. "Hi Sam," I replied. Lucy asked, "So what can I do for you, or have you finally decided to become my lover." I heard an indignant 'Mummy' from the background as I laughed. "No, it's a bit more serious than that. I need you to see a friend of mine. She badly needs your professional help." Lucy's voice went serious. "Just how serious and how urgent is it?" I put my hand over the phone, and asked Jane, "How much can I say?" She said, "I've got no secrets anymore." I spoke back into the phone, "Urgent and serious; it's effecting several friends of mine. She was raped and abused and it's destroying her current relationship. She's never had any counselling about it, and it's eating her alive if I say so myself." "Is she there, can I talk to her?" "Yes to both questions, and Lucy, any bills come to me ok." I offered the mobile to Jane, and she reluctantly took it. She stood up and went to move away but I pointed at the other chair and stood myself. I said, "I'll be in the kitchen getting some breakfast together. Come and get something when you are ready." I walked off to the kitchen and put a fresh pot of coffee on and raided the fridge for the food I'd need. I'd guessed that I would have some guests this morning so I'd stocked up on bacon, eggs, and all the other essentials for the great British fry up. I think the aroma of frying bacon must have crept upstairs and teased the rest of my guests awake, as first John and Pauline appeared, followed fifteen minutes later by a rejuvenated and sexy looking Mila who wore one of my t-shirts again. Pauline looked around and said, "Have you seen Jane, we woke up and she'd gone." I nodded and pointed outside, but I put my hand on her shoulder when she went to go. "Wait," I said, "she's talking to Lucy - the therapist I talked about, and she'll come in when she's ready." Pauline looked worried but she busied herself helping me, while John sat at the kitchen table. When Mila appeared she joined John at the table after she had given me a toe-curling kiss. A few minutes later a tear streaked Jane walked in from the garden and came straight over to me and wrapped her arms round me in a tight hug. She sobbed in my arms and it took a while for her to calm down enough to realise that Pauline and John were standing beside her too. She broke away from me with a kiss and looked at them. "Michael called his friend, Lucy and I've been talking to her. I'm going to see her tomorrow evening, can you both come with me, please?" John held his arms out to her and said, "Of course we can, does she need to talk to us?" She moved into his arms and Pauline held the pair of them. "Just to say hi this first time, so she knows who I'm talking about. But later she may want to talk to us together. She sounds so nice." I carried plates of food over to the table and we all settled down for a late breakfast. Jane sat between John and Pauline and every now and again she would reach out and touch first one then the other and smile to herself. I could see she was trying to build her self-confidence about touching and being touched by John. We talked about nothing and everything and about ten o'clock John made their excuses and the trio left in a flurry of hugs and kisses. Mila helped me clear up the kitchen and we took our coffee out to the patio. I sat down and she plunked herself down on my lap. She'd changed to wearing her LBD from last night but as I quickly discovered, she was going commando. As my fingers brushed her clitoral piercing she grinned and said, "It's your en-tire fault, my nickers were still soaking from last night. I had to wash them and leave them drying in your shower. If I forget, please keep them as a souvenir the greatest night in my life." She kissed me and settled down in my arms, raising her face to bask in the sunlight. We stayed like that until we heard a car pull up in the drive. We walked around the front of the house to see a taxi pulling away and Clive and Sally standing there. I'd forgotten that they had taken a taxi home last night so they needed to collect their cars, hers and the BMW I'd given, well sold to them last night. Clive put his golf clubs into the boot of the BMW and we said hello and goodbye. Sally told him she'd see him at home this evening and with a smile a mile wide and a throaty roar he disappeared down the drive. As soon as he'd gone she was in my arms, hugging and kissing me. Then she turned to Mila and hugged her. "Was he as good as I told you he was?" She asked. "Even better." "Oh, I'm jealous." I asked suspiciously, "Is there something the pair of you would like to tell me?" Sally smiled and taking my hand, led me back to the kitchen, stifling any questions I tried to ask. They sat me down on a chair at the kitchen table with a view down the garden. "You stay here, Mila and I need a little talk first, and then we will explain everything." They went out to the garden and I watched as they sat down at the bench by the pond. Their conversation was quite animated with lots of arm movements, but they seemed very friendly and gave lots of smiles. This was one time I'd love to be able to read lips. They stood up and hugged and kissed then they returned to me. Sally kissed me then sat down on the chair beside mine. Mila took the one on the other side. By this time I was beginning to get worried, and I was aware that they could see my apprehension mirrored in my face. Sally started, "First things first," she pointed at Mila, "I know her a lot better that you think, we've even been lovers on a few occasions. We're not lesbians, I think we are just bi-curious." Mila nodded, "I like pussy but I'm never going to give up a hard cock for it, and definitely not yours." "Is that all I am to you," I said. She jumped up and sat on my lap. "Ohhh, God no, you are so more than that, you are everything I've ever wanted." Mila squirmed around giving me her own idea of a sexy lap dance. Sally reached round and tapped her on the shoulder, "Excuse me, that's my man's lap you are assaulting. If you weren't my niece I'd put you over my knee and smack you." "Y...our niece," I spluttered. "I'm afraid so, I know that this is a lot to take in, but her father is my oldest brother. I was the surprise result of my parents twenty-fifth wedding anniversary party, so I'm only eight years older than she is." "Yep, she's my Aunty Sally, she used to babysit me. That's where she got the habit of smacking me if I was naughty." Mila grinned and poked her tongue out at her. Mila added, "The sexy stuff came much later and more recently. It's much better than getting swatted ... well, depending ..." Sally rolled her eyes. I shook my head in bemused amazement. I lifted Mila off my lap and headed to the lounge via the drinks cabinet where I poured myself a large medicinal single malt. It was plucked out of my hand by Sally. She stood in front of me, her finger poking me in the chest. "I didn't look after you for the past twelve years for you to use alcohol as a prop again." "Enough," I said, "You sit there and you there," and I pointed at either end of the sofa. They sat down, they both sat with their knees pressed tight together and their hands clasped together in their laps trying to look all prim and prop-er. "Now start talking," I said as I sat down in the armchair facing them. I retrieved my glass and sipped the whiskey. Sally looked disappointed in me but I promised it would be my only one. They looked at each other, and then Sally spoke. "There's a couple of things I need to tell you, and I'd be grateful if you let me finish before you interrupt me." She turned to Mila and added, "That goes for you too." I nodded and she continued. "The first thing I need to tell you is that I love you, and that's never going to change. I think I have for as long as I've known you, probably even before Linda died. Clive and I ended up having a long talk last night. He's always known that I have had strong feelings for you. He married me knowing that, but I think he always hoped that I would grow out of them. He saw something last night that made him realise that I never will. We've agreed that we are going to stay together for the rest of the year and see if my feelings change after I've been away from you for the next six months. If they haven't we will separate and I will join you in Denver if you still want me." "Of course I do," I said with emphasis. Sally jumped up and sat down on my lap, smothering my face with kisses. "Ok, that I understand, but what about Mila?" I shook my head in disbelief as I muttered, "Your niece!" I didn't think we should be casting her aside just be-cause we'd each had feelings for her. My feelings were rather fresh, but I was empathetic to Mila's long-time feelings for me. "My turn," Mila announced. "I've loved Sally for as long as I can remember. I was an only child and Sally was the big sister I could go to when I had a problem. The summer before I started university I'd just broken up with my boy-friend. Sally and Clive took me away on vacation to the south of France, and I became Sally's lover for the first time. I think we were both curious, and it was a fun way to spend the afternoons while Clive played golf. I've had lots of boy-friends since, but none were serious romances. I would keep coming back to Sally for comfort and reassurance." She stood up and joined us, she sat on the arm of the chair and I put my arm round her. "Ok, that's clear enough, but where does last night fit in?" I asked. "Hmm, confession time I think," Mila said. "I've known about you and Sally for a lot longer than I told you last night. I overheard a conversation between Sally and Clive on that first holiday, and I confronted her and she told me all about your relationship. I think that's why I slept with her and it's when I first began to fall in love with you." I could see that this was going to take some time for me to get to the bottom of. So I suggested that we would be a lot more comfortable on the sofa. I sat in the middle and they curled up on either side of me. "So why did the pair of you hide your relationship from me?" Sally replied, "We didn't do it intentionally in the beginning. If you remember I used to tell you I had relatives visiting. You never asked who they were so it never came up in conversation. We kept the sex part quiet from everyone, not just you." "So Clive doesn't know either?" She nodded, "And we're not going to tell him. When Mila qualified I suggested she apply for a job in the department and to be honest I did pull a couple of strings to help her get it." Mila looked at me proudly, "I trained at St George's." I blinked a tear away, I'd trained there and that's where I'd met Linda during my residency. Mila said, "You know most of the rest. What you don't know is that I've spent the past three years falling in love with you, but I never knew how to tell you, and I didn't want to come between you and her. She would tell me about your time together and I would get jealous and turned on at the same time." Sally interrupted, "It sort of came to a head between Clive and me yesterday when I got home. He didn't say anything specific but he seemed to know that our Friday night was different. He told me that regardless of how much you may need me, I wasn't to stay with you anymore. Mind you, you completely threw him when you sold us your car for two pounds." Sally shook her head in disbelief at that. "I knew how my niece felt about you. So if I couldn't keep an eye on you, I thought it was a good time for her to enjoy what I thought was her fantasy, and I didn't want any of those other floozies getting their claws into you." Mila said, "When she told me she wanted me to sleep with you I flooded my panties in anticipation. It was like all my Christmases and birthdays came at the same time. Thank God I had a spare pair in my bag or everyone would have seen or smelled the evidence of my lust." I smiled at her, "You were the best present any woman could give a man, and I just hope that this old man didn't disappoint you?" They both looked at me in surprise. Sally said, "I don't care how old you think you are, you've never disappointed me." She added confirmation by kissing me. She added, "It wasn't until after I'd made my request of her that Mila confessed to me that she was deeply and madly in love with you. I hadn't realized how she'd come to feel about you." "And last night was the best sex I've ever had," Mila said, adding, "Not that I've had that much sex." I grinned but then got serious, "So where does that leave us?" I said as at the two of them. Sally looked at me seriously, "Basically right where we were before. You are still going to the states for two years, I love you but I'm not going to leave Clive ..." I went to interrupt but she stopped me with a gesture. "I know what you're going to say, so let me add, I'm not going to leave him right now. I promised Clive I'd give our marriage a chance for the next six months and see if my feelings about you change when you are not around. If I feel the same way at Christmas, I will leave him and if you still want me ..." She paused looking at me. I said, "I've been falling in love with you for the past twelve years, I just wasn't bright enough to realise it that's all. Six months is not going to make me change my mind." "There is one difference," Mila said, "Now I've found you too. I don't want to lose either of you. Is there enough room for me in your relationship? I want more of both of you." I balked, "Why would you want to waste your life with me. It's hard enough that Sally's twenty-three years younger than me, you are thirty-two y...OUCH, that hurt." Mila had punched me on the arm, not a playful tap but a full-blown punch with all her weight behind it. She shouted, "Don't you fucking dare suggest that you are too old for either of us." She burst into tears and clutched at Sally across my lap. I looked at her in surprise. "T..ell h..im, you tell him it doesn't matter how old he is. Tell him I...we both love him." Mila sobbed as she lay across me. Sally said to me, "You are an idiot sometimes." I hung my head and she gently punched my other arm. "At least you're our idiot." "Sally, I'm confused, I am an old man and I need you to explain things in words of one syllable." She kissed me, "It's quite simple, you need to buy a second ticket, Mila is going to go to join you to Denver as soon as she can, and keep you safe from all those hungry pretty American girls." Mila looked very happy with the idea, and to be honest I was struggling to see the down side. Mila recovered and sat up. "One month, it will take me one month. I will put my resignation in on Monday." "Hang on a minute, do I get any say in this?" They both looked at me in surprise, and Sally said, "Don't be silly, of course you don't get any choice. You are our man and my niece will look after you when I can't. For the time being, she will be the surrogate me." They both stood up and took one of my hands and led me upstairs. Sally said, "What you are going to do now is take us both to bed and make love to us until I have to go home." I stood at the end of the bed as they slowly undressed me, then each other with a familiarity that I was to come to recognise. A Most Unusual Romance Pt. 02 A Most Unusual Romance: Part 2 I've submitted this in the romance section because that where I believe it should be. I have been known to be wrong! It's a Romance which skirts in part with erotic couples and group sex. But ultimately it is the story of the conclusion of a rather unusual thirteen year romance between the main characters. I could have posted it in any of the groups I mentioned. This is the second part of this story- I strongly recommend you to read the previous part first; it's not going to make a lot of sense otherwise. I can't thank Romantic1 enough for the time he spent reviewing and editing this story A Most Unusual Romance Pt. 02 I grinned and sat back on my stool. Mike flipped the channels on the TV behind the bar and settled on a baseball game. Now I'm British and proud of it. I can understand the passion for American football, I almost get ice hockey and basketball. But for the life of me I don't understand why a grown man would want to watch a game of glorified rounder's. Give me Test Cricket any day, it's the best excuse I know to laze around and drink for five straight days. I made the mistake of voicing my opinion, I blame my stupidity on the lack of sleep from the night before. Mike made it his mission to bring me back to the straight and narrow, his words not mine. Multiple diagrams on numerous napkins left me just as confused and I admitted defeat. Double plays, triple plays, loading the bases, my head was spinning. Why couldn't it be as simple as fielding at silly mid-off or backwards short leg, or bowling a googly. All in all I was having a great night. I sat back on my stool and took in the rest of the bar. It was still early and there were only a handful of customers. The music was low and the sound on the TV was muted which is probably why the heated conversation in the booth behind me stood out. He was good looking in that clean cut all American style, I knew from watching US shows on the Google box. He was probably in his early thirties. She was younger, in her early twenties, small with elfin features and short black hair. They had been sitting there for some time from the look of the empty beer bottles in front of him. I noticed he had a wedding ring on his finger, but hers that were pressed hard around her glass were unadorned. Ok I know I was being nosey, but other than Julie who was so in love with Mike, elfin girl was the prettiest girl in the bar. His voice grew more intrusive and I could see Mike glancing over in their direction. I looked over at them and asked him if he could tone it down a bit. He just looked up quickly then ignored me and carried on talking at her. Suddenly there was a slap and the man pushed her out of the booth and onto the floor He spat at her rubbing the side of his face, "You cock teasing cunt. Why the fuck did you think I paid for your ticket if not to get in your pants." She shuffled backward on the floor struggling to get to her feet, as he stood up. I was on my feet and Mike was moving round the bar. Before we could get to them she was rushing for the door and he was right behind her. They reached the door together and he pushed her violently into it. There was a crash of breaking glass and she screamed. Everyone froze for a second, then Mike launched himself at the guy, who spun and raced out of the bar. I scrambled to the girls side, grasping at her red soaked arm as she pulled it back through the broken glass panel. "Julie! I need a clean towel now," I called as I applied pressure above the six-inch gash. In the background I heard a car start up and race out of the parking lot. Elfin girl slowly sank to her knees wailing softly. I picked her up with my other arm and sat her down on the chair that someone pulled out for me. Mike came storming back into the bar, "The fucker got away....oh shit that's a lot of blood. Someone call 911." Julie dropped a large first aid kit on the table and wrenched it open. I pointed at a large dressing pack. "Open that and another one if you can find it and pass them to me. I need to keep pressure on her artery." "Fuck, fuck, fuck," I heard the other waitress say. "There's a big pile up the other side of town, the EMT's say they will be at least forty minutes." "Too long," I muttered to myself. The dressing packs were passed to me and I placed them on the wound and wrapped a crape bandage tight around her arm. The bleeding slowed but didn't stop. "Mike, squeeze her arm where I am. I need to see what's in the kit?" He took over from me and I rummaged through the case. Crap there was nothing of use in it. "How far to the closest hospital," I asked, taking over from Mike again. Mike said, "It's the other side of town, a good twenty-five minutes away, but if there was a pile up, it's going to be busy." Julie interrupted, "There's that clinic ten minutes in the other direction." "That all have to do. Mike take my keys, you are driving. I need to hold this arm. She can sit on my lap." I picked her up and we went straight to my car. Mike got behind the wheel and lowered the roof as I slid into the passenger seat with elfin girl on my lap. She was groaning and although I was controlling the bleeding for the moment, she'd lost a fair amount of blood. Mike gunned the engine and we swung out of the parking lot. A patrol car, lights blazing pulled in as we reached the exit. Mike spoke quickly to the driver who swung around us, shouting "Follow me." And he headed back down the road, lights and siren going, with us in close behind. Elfin girl spoke above the road noise, "How bad is it?" "Not good, but not fatal," I said into her ear. "What's your name?" "Zoe, my name's Zoe," she said. "Zoe can you move your fingers for me," I watched as her fingers waggled. Good at least there wasn't any nerve or ligament damage. "Who are you?" Zoe asked. "He's Mike and I'm Michael, also known as Mike to my friends, and it's your lucky day because I'm a doctor." The muscles in my arm were getting painful so I turned to Mike, "How much longer?" "Just a couple of minutes." She whispered just loud enough for me to hear, "I'm a fifth year medical student, you can tell me the truth." "If I'm right you've nicked your radial artery, that's why there is so much blood. That and a nasty gash is it. Any competent doctor can sow it up, if I'd had the right materials I'd have done it in the bar." She wriggled back against me and muttered, "Safe, feel safe now." We lurched to a halt outside of a harshly lit two-story building. Mike helped me out of the car and I carried Zoe in. Another continent, same old sights and smells. There was an orderly and a receptionist in a glass walled reception desk. I called out, "I need a trolley, and she lost a lot of blood." The orderly saw the bloody state of both of us and disappeared through a set of doors. I went to follow him but the receptionist, a middle-aged woman stood in front of me. "I need her insurance details first." Crap I'd forgotten that medicine was a cash business in the states. "Not a clue love," I said. Mike said, "Don't worry. I'll sort it out." "Take my wallet, if you need a card there a platinum Amex in there." "I'll deal with it, go," and he pointed at the trolley the orderly had brought. I placed Zoe on it and we wheeled her into the treatment area. The place looked fairly packed but the orderly wheeled us into an empty bay at the far end of the room. A stressed looking nurse stuck her head in and said, "The doctor will be with you as soon as he can," and went to go. "Don't you fucking dare disappear, she got a bleeding radial artery, I haven't just ruined the interior of a two hundred thousand dollar car just so you lot can let her lose her arm." Yes I know I was laying it on a bit thick, but if thirty-five years in the NHS had taught me anything, it was how to take command of a situation. "Shit, shit, he really can't come. He's on his own and the patient he's with can't be left." Ok, I thought, let's see if I can remember basic suturing 101. I said, "Ok this is your lucky day, I'm a doctor, I can deal with this. I need an arterial suture kit and some gloves. She needs an IV started." The nurse looked at me sceptically, and I saw Mike and the police officer standing behind her. "Mike in my wallet is my hospital ID and my medical card, get it out for me please." Zoe said, "I trust him, let him do it please." The nurse looked at my documents and gasped. She turned on her heel and was gone. Moments later she reappeared pushing a dressing trolley with a second nurse. I was impressed with the way they took over from me. An IV was quickly in place and dextrose saline running. The arm was prepped and I was able to strip off my ruined shirt, wash the blood off my arms and get a scrub top on. "I'm Dee by the way Professor Fitzpatrick," the nurse said. "Call me Mike," I said wondering how she knew my name, of course the documents. I scrubbed and slid into the gown that Dee held out. "What size gloves? She asked "Nines please," I said and she opened them for me. It took me about half an hour to repair the damage to the artery. I used a brachial block instead of lots of local. Dee was a damm good nurse, most of the time she anticipated my next request. All the time I was aware of a pair of hazel eyes following my every move. I was so much in the zone I failed to notice the ER doctor appear and start complaining. I did hear Dee's reply. "Shut up Jose, watch this and you might learn something." A couple of minutes later a second pair of gloved hands took over from Dee and he deftly helped me close the wound, sewing the muscle layers together. I fussed over the skin layer, I didn't want elfin girl to have a nasty scar. "I've got this," he said as I tied off the last knot. I rocked back on the stool flexing my tired shoulders and looked around the bay. Crap I had an audience. "What are you a professor of?" One of the nurses asked. "Radiology, but I did some combat trauma surgery in the Falklands when I was younger." "It shows," Jose said. Then he said, "Do you think you could take a look at some scans for me. The radiology attending says they are clean but there's something not right with the patient." "Sure, I don't suppose there's a chance of a coffee is there?" Zoe looked at me and said, "I was lucky you were there wasn't I?" I shrugged and bent down and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Well that was my intention, she moved her face and met my lips with her open ones. When our lips parted, she whispered, "Thank you." I'd spent most of the time waiting for Zoe to recover from the treatment with Jose reviewing scans and chastising the incompetent radiology attending. The idiot had missed a bleed, and that wasn't his only mistake of the night. He made the mistake of compounding his error by complaining to his boss. Peter, the head of his department, who I had met before. We'd chaired several panels at conferences. I think half the department heard the dressing down he got after Peter drove in from home to deal with the interloper and saw me grinning at him over a mug of very nice coffee. The police officer had taken my statement. There wasn't much I could add to Mike and Zoe's statements other than a detailed description of the injuries. A couple of hours or so later, I walked to the entrance with Dee pushing Zoe in a wheelchair beside me. Dee had found her a Tee-shirt and a set of scrubs to wear and her arm was in a sling. They had wanted her to stay the night but she didn't want to. I'd offered to look after her and Jose was happy with the idea. I found my car where Mike had parked it. He'd taken the time to wipe down any blood that had splattered the interior. It wasn't as much as I'd feared, I'd done a reasonable job of controlling the bleeding. I pulled it up to the ER entrance and helped Zoe in. We had talked while the wound had been dressed to Dee's extracting standards. Zoe was a final year medical student and had been invited to a small medical conference in Savannah as the guest of her companion. He to my disgust was her medical supervisor. Very beneficial for her training he told her, he'd cover the costs, and not to worry it was all very platonic. Of course, when they had arrived there was a mistake with the reservation. There was only one room, and the hotel was booked out. The room had two beds; it wouldn't be an issue he assured her. It had just gone downhill from there. She'd made a fuss and he'd brought her to the bar to explain everything. Well we all knew how that had ended. All her stuff was still in the hotel room. She hadn't thought that they were going to leave the hotel earlier so her clothes and her purse were all there. I swung past the hotel she was staying at, and we found that dick head had checked out, surprise, surprise! I got the front desk to check the room out, it hadn't been cleaned yet. We found her bag and clothes trashed. God knows what he'd taken to them but nothing was salvageable. Her phone was smashed and scattered around the room. Her purse with her money, cards and ID was missing. I found the phones SIM card and picked it up. All she had left was the clothes she was wearing and those were borrowed underwear and a scrub suit. Her own blood soaked clothes were in a bag in the car, and they were only good for the bin. She stood there looking devastated and I put my arm around her. She clutched me wincing as I pressed against her arm. "We will get this sorted out," I told her as I led her back to the car. We ended up back at the bar where it had all started. Mike had given me his cell number before he taken a cab back to the bar. I'd called him and he'd got her a room at the motel. It was close to midnight by the time we got there. Julie had taken one look at her and wrapped her in her arms, and for the first time that night Zoe had burst in to uncontrollable sobs. She sobbed, "I don't know what I'm going to do. I can't get home; he'll have cancelled my flight. I've no ID or money, and no clothes." "Clothes we can sort out," Julie said. She turned to us and said, "Give me your spare cash, there's a Target open 24/7 a mile down the road and I can get the basics now" She looked at Zoe with a practiced eye, "I'm guessing small, 26 inch waist, and 32 A..no B." Zoe nodded. "God I'm good," Julie said and high five'd Mike. I handed her my wallet and she rifled through it and found the five hundred dollars I'd tucked in the back. "This will do nicely, I'll be back in thirty minutes honey." And she was gone. Zoe came and sat down beside me. She took my hand and said, "Thank you. Dee said it was the best repair she'd ever seen." There wasn't much I could say so I changed the subject. "We need to get you home, I can book you a flight tomorrow." She shook her head, "It won't work even if I would let you buy the ticket, I can't fly I've no ID." "Fuck." I shook my head in disgust. "Ok where do you need to be?" "Denver." Mike and I just looked at each other and laughed. I miss quoted Boggy, "All the bars in the world, and you had to walk in to this one." Zoe kept saying, "What's so funny?" "Madam, your carriage awaits you, I'm driving to Denver. Would you do me the honour of joining me?" She just kept looking back and forth between Mike and myself. "You're not shitting me are you?" "Nope, I'm taking up a position at the university hospital. Say hello to the new Professor Emeritus for radiology. I'm over here for the next two years." It was her turn to laugh, "That's where I'm training. Oh fuck, lover boys going to crap himself. He's a radiology resident in the same department!" And that's how Julie found us when she returned from the store. The three of us giggling and laughing. We'd calm down then one of us would catch another's eye and we would start all over again. Mike said to Zoe, "You've got to promise me that you will video his face when he gets introduced to Michael." He and Julie were looking exhausted. Zoe wasn't much better. We locked the bar up and said our goodbyes. I promised to stay an extra day and see them tomorrow. They got into Mike's truck and drove off. Mike had got the room next to mine for Zoe, and I stuck my head into reception and paid for her room and extended the stay for an extra night. She opened her door and I carried the bags in for her. She looked scared and I noticed a connecting door between the rooms. I said, "I'll unlock it from my side, you can keep your side locked. If you need anything you can come and get me." I rummaged in the bags and found the rolls of plastic wrap and tape I'd asked Julie to buy. I told her, "If you wrap this round your arm and tape the ends you can shower without getting the dressing wet." "Can you show me how, I really need a shower." I wrapped and taped her arm up. She stood on her tiptoes and pulled my head down to her. She kissed me, her tongue making a quick dart into my mouth. Then she stepped back and said, "I think you need to go. I need a shower desperately. Thank you for everything." I retreated to my room and had a shower as well, I needed one for more than one reason. My unruly friend needed controlling. I threw my blood stained clothes into the tub to soak; with luck I wasn't going to have to chuck them out. I'd fallen asleep with just a towel wrapped around my waist. I had pulled the covers over myself and dropped off as soon as my head hit the pillow. I woke early the morning and there was a small warm body tucked in behind me. Her uninjured arm was around my waist. She was holding my morning woody in her small hand. I rolled over carefully and looked at her cute face framed by her blond hair. She opened an eye and looked at me. "I got scared and you were asleep so I curled up behind you, I hope you don't mind?" "Mind a beautiful girl in my bed holding my cock, are you crazy?" "No, but I think I'm falling in love with you." Her fingers traced the throbbing vein on the underside of my rampant cock. "That is probably a good definition of crazy." She looked at me and pointed at the wedding ring I wore on a gold chain around my neck and then my iPad propped up on the bedside cabinet. She asked, "Are you married or something?" I have an app on the iPad that I use as an alarm clock, the reason I like it is that it's also a photo frame app. I'd loaded it with the best of the shots I'd taken of Sally and Mila in varying states of dress. There were a few of me with them. The photos were scrolling in a loop and that's what Zoe had seen. "No, not anymore; my wife died thirteen years ago. The two in the pictures are the special people in my life, Sally, my fiancée and Mila, my lover" I lay back and thought about my situation. I'd decided that, as unusual as it was I was never going to deny what the girls meant to me. So I continued, "It's rather complicated, and I need you to listen before you make any snap decisions." She looked piercingly in to my eyes, she must have liked what she saw as she nodded and kept hold of my cock. "Sally, that's the red head has been my lover for the past twelve years. Mila is her niece and they are lovers. Mila's been my lover for the last ten days." Zoe's eyes just grew wider and wider. "Mila is flying out to join me in a couple of weeks, she's one of the best radiographers I've worked with." Zoe asked timidly, "How old are you?" "I'm fifty-five, and Sally's thirty-one and Mila twenty-four." "And you all live together?" I shook my head, "That even more complicated, and it's mostly my fault. I miss read the situation. Sally went and got married to someone else because she thought I couldn't or wouldn't commit to her. She and her husband, Clive, have come to an agreement and she's leaving him and she's going to join us in the New Year." "Ohh, what did he do when he found out about you?" "I told you it's complicated, he's always known about me. Sally would only marry him if he agreed to us continuing to meet." Now she did look surprised, "That sounds really weird. He agreed to that?" "Shit I suppose it does doesn't it. That's not what happened. I was in a very bad place after Linda died, Sally took care of me and the twins, and did I say I've got twin girls?" She shook her head. "Oh, well I do, both married now. Where was I, oh yes? It wasn't Sally's job, she was my secretary. If I were down, she'd come and stay and drag me out of my funk. If that meant she needed to make love to me that's what she did. We...." A Most Unusual Romance Pt. 02 I paused for a moment realising I was rambling. "I was going to say we fell in love but that's not true. Sally did, but I thought I just needed her. I didn't realise I was falling in love too. She met Clive and he offered her everything I didn't, so she married him. But she couldn't abandon us, on their first date she told him all about me and that she wouldn't stop. She gave him the choice, agree or walk away, and he decided to stay." Zoe sat up in the bed and I realised all she was wearing was a pair of skimpy pink cotton panties. Her breasts were small but perfectly proportioned for her pixie-like body. Conical peaks surmounted with coffee coloured areole and exquisite nipples. Her skin was lightly tanned and I could see no tan lines. She turned towards me and sat cross-legged facing me and my heart almost stopped. I'd called her my elfin girl and that what she was. My eye was drawn to the waist of her panties and the tiny curl of dark hair nestling above the elastic. Unaware of what she was doing to me she asked, "So what changed?" "I got my head out of my ass about a month ago and realised I didn't just like her, I loved her. That was all it took. I think Clive has always expected it; they have no children. I've asked her to marry me when she gets everything sorted out with Clive." "I still don't understand where Mila fits in this, you said she's only been your lover for ten days." Christ why couldn't I have a straightforward relationship. "If you'd asked me that question a couple of weeks ago I would have said, 'Nice pretty girl and fun to work with.'" "And now?" "An amazing friend and lover. She and Sally have been lovers for over five years. Sally asked her to look after me at my leaving party; she couldn't stay with me because of Clive, and she knew Mila loved me. It turns out I fell in love with her too." "So you love two people." "No, I love many people but there are just two who love me back in the same way." I looked at her eyes and saw she was staring hard at my face. "Ok your turn. Why all the questions?" "I needed to know as much as I could about you before I decided if I was going to share your bed for this trip." I sat up in the bed thinking I knew where this came from, "No, there were no conditions to my offer, other than it would make on old man happy to have some company while he drives." She smiled at me and said, "Oh, I think you can take it as given that I'm going to sleep with you. Last night in the car, while I was sitting on your lap, all I could think about was am I going to die. Then you spoke to me and I knew it was going to be alright. I'd never felt safer and more loved in all my life. This morning proves that there is something about you that I really like!" She slowly leant forward and kissed me, "What I really need to know now is, do you have enough love left for me as well as them?" "Why don't we ask them?" I said. For the first time I saw her flustered, "Why do we need to ask them? It's your love I want." "Oh you have that! But I'm not interested in a quick affair. I need to know that the girls are willing to share my love with you, and you need to know them as more that pictures on my iPad." Now she did look scared. "What if they don't like me?" "Hey, Elfin girl, you can see what you are doing to me, you are beautiful and sexy and almost nude in my bed. I know they will love you as well. They keep telling me that I have impeccable taste." I looked at the time, add the five hours and it was one o'clock in the UK. If they kept the same schedule then they would both be in Sally's office eating lunch. She hesitated then nodded her head. "Ok let's do it, but I'm getting dressed first so say goodbye to these." She placed her hands over breasts. I caressed the side of her breast with the back of my outstretched finger. "Never goodbye, just au revoir," I quipped. I struggled out of the bed in time to see her cute pink panty covered butt disappear through the connecting door. And was that a tattoo on her butt cheek I saw peeking out above the panties? After a quick wash I got dressed and set up the Skype call. I settled down and the girls were on screen. They gave me all their news and I gave them a quick heads up on my busy evening sans Zoe while I waited for her to appear. When she did she stood to one side and I motioned for her to keep quiet. I knew how I wanted to introduce her. I said, "By the way I found this in the ER and it followed me home. Can I keep it pleeeese, pretty please," and I pulled Zoe onto my lap and she waved. There was a bubble of comments. I heard, "Holy fuck you've only been there two days," and "Shit boss she's beautiful, can I play with her when I get there." "Zoe, meet the two loves of my life, girls meet Zoe who is applying for the position as number three." Zoe smacked me over the back of the head." Zoe said, "I thought I was interviewing two women and a man for the vacant positions in my love life," and giggled seductively. Sally said, "It sounds like a partnership application to me and I think the chairman should report back to the rest of the partners daily. We will take a final vote when the junior partner interviews the applicant in person." Mila said, "Do you want to tell him the other news?" "What news?" "After you called last night, Clive and I had a long talk. We've agreed that there is no point in us waiting to Christmas to make a decision. We both feel that the spark has gone. We are going to see our solicitor to sort out the details of the divorce. So by Christmas I will be a free woman." I honestly didn't know if I should say I was happy or sad for her. I think she could tell as she blew me a kiss through the screen. She looked at me with a wistful expression and said, "So chairman can I apply to become a full partner please?" "When can you come over," I asked "Not for a couple of months." I felt Zoe stirring uncomfortably on my lab and I turned her to face me. "This doesn't make any difference Zoe, you are welcome to join our life until you decide it's time to go. I was always going to be with Sally, I just needed her to tell me. Mila has come into my life, and she needed to tell me. Now you want to, I'm beginning to see a trend here." I held up my arms, "I don't always know what's best for me, but once I get the hint I'm damn good. I felt her settle down and relax. I left her talking to the girls, telling her to join me for breakfast when she was finished. I knew Mila and Sally only had another fifteen minutes left on their lunch break so I knew she wouldn't be long. I went over to the grill and ordered eggs, bacon and hash browns, plus a large plate of blueberry pancakes. I sat sipping coffee as I waited for the food and Zoe. On my walk across I'd checked out the car, it wasn't as bad as I'd thought it was going to be. Mike had done a good job wiping the leather down. There were just a few marks left and that metallic tang that blood always gives out. Maybe there was somewhere local that could do something, I decided to ask in the grill. The waitress knew a cousin with a mobile car valeting service and she gave them a call for me. They had a free slot that morning and would come over. Also Zoe needed to go back to the clinic to change her dressing and I wanted to pick up extra dressings enough to cover the trip. I had started on the eggs, and the pancakes appeared as Zoe sat down. "Are these for me?" She asked. I nodded not able to speak with a full mouth. She asked for some syrup and coffee and stole a piece of bacon off my plate. I looked to see if there was any expression on her face that would indicate my future, but it was blank. I had to wait until she'd finished her pancakes before I saw a glimmer of a smile. She said, "Sally told me you hate to be kept waiting, I'm going to so enjoy teasing you. They send their love and said I was to give you a kiss from each of them." She leant across the table and gave me two kisses, then a third longer one. "The last one is from me." She lowered her voice, "When the girls get home and comfortable they are going to call us and I'm going to make love to you three times, while they watch and join in." She said it in such a matter of factual way that for a few moments I failed to take in what she had just said. Then it hit me between the eyes, "Oh....OHH." She laughed at my discomfort, "They said you would say something like that. Sally worked out the time difference as it looks like you are going to get a lot of late afternoon sex in this time zone." I had to ask although I had a suspicion what the answer would be. "Why three times, why not two or four?" Zoe smiled when I said four. She held up her hand and raised a finger, "Sally," a second finger, "Mila," and a third finger, "and me. They tell me how they want you, and I do it for them. I get to pick my own position." Fuck, sex by remote control. I had an evil pair of girlfriends. No strike that, I have an evil trio of girlfriends. My plans for revenge were interrupted by the waitress. She told me that the car valeting service was here and they needed access to the car. I followed her outside and unlocked the Aston and lowered the top. I think the guy almost cried, especially when I told him the car was only two days old. He promised they would do their best. Zoe came over and promised him a kiss if he could get her blood out of the leather. I told him we would either be in the grill or our room if he needed me. We sat back down at the grill and over a coffee and Zoe began to tell me her story A Most Unusual Romance Pt. 02 "So what are your plans doc?" "Prof." The two women corrected him. Mike held his hands up in apology. I shrugged it off and said, "We are going to leave in the morning. I'm thinking we could go up the coast a bit and then cut across the country and head for Denver. I'd like to stay off the interstate highways if I can. I opened goggle maps in the iPad and Mike and Zoe plotted a route for me. I'd enter it into the sat nav in the car later. Zoe looked at the time on her phone, "Michael, we've got to take that call soon, we need to go back to the room!" Oh yes the call. I did wonder if she was pulling my leg. A Most Unusual Romance Pt. 02 He said, "I think old man, you need to sit down and let a real man take this young lady for a spin. If she's good we'll bring her back in the morning." Zoe hung onto my arm and looked scared. I looked at the three of them and smiled. "When I see a real man I might consider it, but as I don't why don't you just piss off." No, I'm not a martial arts champion nor was I a member of the SAS. What I did have was a pair of eyes and I could see Mike and a couple of bouncers closing in behind them. Laughing boy moved closer to me and poked me with his finger. And again no I wasn't a martial arts expert, but I did get basic self-defence training before I went to the Falklands and of course years of experience with the human anatomy. I grasped his finger and bent it back forcing him to his knees. His two friends stepped forward but were stopped by the bouncers. Mike took him by the arm and the three of them were escorted out of the bar. Mike came over, "I'm sorry about that, he gets a few beers under his belt and he thinks he's god's gift to women. That not the first time I've had to throw him out but it will be the last." It had been so quick I don't think many people had noticed anything happening. I kept my arm around Zoe and suggested that it was probably a good time to go back to our rooms. I paid our bill, refusing Mike's offer to forget it. We said our goodbyes to him and Julie. We exchanged contact details, and the girls hugged and cried and promised to keep in touch. I think that we were both too tired to do anything but fall in to bed when we got back to the room. Zoe curled up, half on me and was asleep within minutes. I lay there for quite a while, my mind still processing all the changes in my life. Less than a month ago I was a single man, with a dear friend who kept me sane, and was in love with me, but I was too blind to realise. Now in a way that I don't fully comprehend I am deeply in love with my secretary of thirteen years and have asked her to marry me. I am also with the full approval of my fiancée, having sex with two other women, both of whom I want to live with as well. Funny how life changes when you least expect it. I lay back and I could feel the warmth of Zoe's breath on my chest as she slept. I was looking forward to the next few days traveling with her and the opportunity get to know her. Then there was the anticipation of seeing Mila in a couple of weeks, and the knowledge that by the end of the year all three of my lovers would be with me. A Most Unusual Romance Pt. 03 I've submitted this in the romance section because that what I believe it is. A Romance which toys in part with erotic couples and group sex. But ultimately it is the story of the conclusion of a thirteen year romance. This is the third part of this story - I strongly recommend you to read the previous parts first, it's not going to make a lot of sense otherwise. I am aware that my understanding of medical education is based on my own experiences in the UK. I have played fast and loose with the USA system to fit the story for which I apologise. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ On the road. The weather had been kind to us as we left the town of Cherokee and I had the Aston's top down. The road was cutting through the hills and valleys. Before winding its way through the Great Smoky Mountains National Park in the Southern Appalachian Mountains. This was just what the Aston was built for, and she purred around the bends and growled along the straights. We'd stopped south of Cherokee for a late breakfast at a little family diner. We sat side by side in a booth, and ordered the breakfast special. They had a Wi-Fi connection so we'd made a call on the iPad to Mila and Sally. Mila was bouncing around the screen with her news. The hospital had agreed to let her start her year of unpaid leave at the end of the week. She was going to book a flight to Denver for the middle of the following week. "I just can't wait to see both of you, I want the pair of you to fuck me senseless" she said. Thank god we were using head phones to talk. I really don't think that the rest of the diners at Terry's Diner needed to know about our girlfriend's sexual need. Zoe choked on her drink and I patted her on the back. She whispered to me, "Is she always as blunt as that?" I nodded. I got her travel plans from Mila and then spoke to Sally, "How long do you think it will be before you can join us?" There was an anxious look on her face when she replied, "Things are going reasonably smoothly with Clive. We should have the paper work signed and submitted to the courts by the end of next week. The solicitor expects that we should get the decree nisi after a couple of weeks. Clive is applying on the grounds of desertion, and I've moved out of the house and into Mila's flat. Then we need to wait six weeks before he can apply for the decree absolute. I don't need to be here for the decree absolute." "So what's the issue, there's something you are not happy about?" I asked her. "It's not the divorce, that going as smoothly as I could hope. I'd hoped that the hospital would give me a leave of absence the same as Mila, but they are saying no. I'm going to have to resign and that makes me sad. This is the only job I've ever had and I'm really going to miss it." There were tears trickling down her cheeks and I tried to wipe them away on the screen. She held out her fingers to touch the screen and mirror my action, and we both had tears. She took a deep breath and said, "I have set a date to be with you, in six weeks I will be by your side. Can I put my stuff in storage with yours please?" "Of course, so can Mila." "Oh by the way I've sent you some house details by email. There's one in Buckinghamshire I really like, I know it's a long way from here but I think I've fallen in love with it." "Where in Buckinghamshire?" I asked. "Hang on let me get the papers...it's on the outskirts of a village called Brill. It's to the east of Oxford" I thought for a moment, "I think I know it, Linda and I had a few holidays in that part of the country before the twins were born. Let me have a look and I'll get back to you." "Please do, I love you and I can't wait to see you." "I love you too, and you Mila," I said as Mila's head appeared beside Sally's. They both blew me kisses and said goodbye to Zoe, then we signed off. I opened my email and found the links Sally had sent me. I opened a couple before I found the one she was talking about. It was a lovely place set in two acres of mature gardens. The details said it had been built in the 20's and had been fully modernised ten years ago by the present owners. There were enough bedrooms for all of us and a guest suite, it even had its own tennis court and swimming pool. I showed it to Zoe and she poured over the details. She said, "It's lovely, where is it? "It's near Oxford in England. I think it's where I'd like us to live when we go back to England after my two years are up." "We, does that include me?" She said softly. "Of course you, that's if you want to. All of us, you, me, Sally, and Mila." "But what about my MD, can I practice in the UK? I don't want to waste all the time and effort I've put in." "I'd never ask you to. It should be possible. I think you'd need to take some exams when we get there, I can check for you. In any case we are not talking about moving for at least two years." "I need to think about this, but it doesn't mean I'm not interested. It would be a very big step for me. I know I love you and I'm sure you feel the same way about me. But until we are all together I'm not sure of my place." "I'm sorry, and you are an idiot. Your place is with us for as long as you want." Zoe looked at me then a smile flitted across her face. "Kiss!" She demanded, holding her face up and parting her lips. I couldn't resist my little elfin girl and my mouth joined hers in a sensual kiss that had the hairs on the back of my neck standing up. I needed to make a call to the UK so I got up and walked outside. I found the number I needed and called it. It was fifteen minutes before I rang off and walked back inside. Zoe looked at me questioningly so I told her I'd been talking to my family solicitor. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ The dappled sunlight flowed across the car and us as we drove along the winding road as it descended through stands of tall pines. It had taken us almost two hours to reach the highest point. Zoe sat beside me, the little gusts of wind that crept around the windshield tousled her hair, moulding her tee-shirt to her bra-less breasts. Her shoeless feet were propped up on the dashboard. I kept glancing down at the junction of her tanned legs and hint of her white panties visible below the raised hem of her denim mini skirt. Her sunglasses clad face was resting against the back of her seat enjoying the sunlight and breeze. The radio was tuned to an oldies rock station. I was contemplating the depressing fact that I'd seen almost all the bands they were playing in my youth. Pink Floyd at Wembley, Genesis at the Dury Lane theatre and the Eagles to mention a few. I recalled that it was a similar warm sunny day that I'd seen Queen in Hyde Park. Who was the girl I'd gone with, Jackie, Jane, no Jo, that was it pretty Jo. We'd both been drunk and got sunburnt that afternoon. I was brought back to reality by the fingers of her left hand tracing lazy circles on the flesh of my leg below the confines of my shorts. The opening bars of Joe Cocker's 'You Can Leave Your Hat On' started playing, and I started to sing along with the Sheffield growler. Zoe grinned at me and pulled her top off. She stole the baseball cap I was wearing and put it on. She said, "Am I the girl in the song?" And she arched her back pushing her breasts forward. The wind caused her nipples to harden. I almost drove off the side of the road as I couldn't take my eyes off her perky breasts. I had to pull up at the side of the road and she turned to face me. I said, "I think this song could have been written for you." She leant over and kissed me. She started at the sound of a trucks horn and we looked up to see a trucker waving from his cab as he passed us heading back in the direction of Cherokee. Zoe blushed a wonderful shade of red and hurriedly pull her top back on. I laughed at her embarrassment and she playfully punched my arm. She gasped as I ran my fingertip around her curve of her breast and pulled her in for another kiss. She looked at me and said, "I understand just what Mila means when she says that your touch is electric. You touch me and I'm wet." She took my hand and pressed it to the crotch of her panties and I could feel the dampness. There was a sign for a rest area a couple of hundred yards up the road so I pulled back onto the road and turned into the rest area. There were a few tables scattered about under the trees. Only one was occupied by two couples who looked a few years younger than me. A pair of gleaming Harley Softail classics stood near them. I pulled up near a table about fifty yards from them, and we acknowledge their greetings. The four stood up and wandered over in our direction. The first held his hand out and said, "Hey I'm Steve and that is a beautiful car, what model is it?" "Thank you, it's an Aston Martin Vanquish Volante. I'm Michael and this is Zoe." I saw their eyebrows rise as they heard my accent. I shook his hand and that of his companion who introduced himself as David. Their wives moved around their husbands and we were introduced. Their names were Jacqueline (but call me Jackie) and Petra, and they were all in their early forties. We were invited to join them to eat so I pulled the car up closer as they all walked back to the table they'd occupied. I got the insulated bag with the food and drink we'd picked up at the diner from the boot and we sat down. I opened a bottle of white wine I'd picked up the night before and offered everyone a glass. We sat sipping the wine. Steve and David waxed lyrically about their bikes. They were on vacation, taking a road trip. They were both architects, partners at the same firm and the four of them had been close friends since college. Jackie said, "You sound like you're a long way from home Michael, are you here on vacation?" I shook my head, "No, not really, we're on our way to Denver so I can take up a new post." Petra asked, "Are the two of you married?' I shook my head. I didn't think now would be a good time to explain the rather convoluted relationships that existed. Zoe smiled at me and said, "I'm working on him, but at the moment he's my knight in shining armour who looks after me and put me back together when I'm hurt." She held her bandaged arm up momentarily. "Oh, are you a doctor?" Jackie said. Zoe said proudly, "Michael is the professor emeritus for radiology at the university hospital in Denver." "But it doesn't sound like you are American, are you Australian?" David pointed out. "Nope, I'm British, but I've taught over here before, and this is just a two-year guest teaching post when you boil it down." Zoe lent back against me sipping her wine and enjoying the sun on her face. I wrapped my arm around her and she sighed contentedly. Jackie and Petra looked at us and wanted to know how we met. So as they snacked on the food, Zoe gave them a quick synopsis on how we met. While she was talking I took the opportunity to have a look at the bikes. I'd ridden a few bikes when I was much younger but nothing as powerful as these. I was sort of thinking it might be nice to own one. Zoe saw the gleam in my eyes and turned to Jackie and Petra. "What's the betting he's the proud owner of one of these in a couple of months," she said. "So where are you guys heading to?" I asked. Steve said, "East for another day, maybe as far as Charlotte. Then a loop to the south and back home to New Orleans. What about you two?" "We are heading west, I'm hoping to find somewhere to stay around Nashville. Petra said, "Then we know the perfect place for you to stay at. We were there last night. It's called The Inn at Fontanel, it's just north of the city. Dave honey have you still got their number?" He did and I called them and as luck would have it, they had a suite available for tonight so I gave them my name and credit card details and reserved it. I checked and it looked like it would take about three to four hours to get there so we needed to get back on the road. We said our goodbyes and the girls exchanged numbers. As we were packing the bags away the guys were getting their bikes ready and I noticed that they weren't wearing helmets. I walked over to them and said, "I know it's not really my business, but do you know what all emergency departments call bikes and their riders? Donors and donor machines. Do me, your families and yourselves a favour, please wear a helmet." They looked at me for a few moments, then they shrugged their shoulders and put their helmets on. As I walked back the car Jackie ran over to me and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you, we've been asking them to wear the damn things the whole trip." Back at the car, we pulled out of the rest area and headed off in the direction of Nashville ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ A little over three hours later we were pulling into the entrance of the Inn. If it hadn't been for the signs I would have sworn I was driving up to the front of someone's house. A group of small one and two storied buildings were set around the main two storied colonial style house. The whole place looked so peaceful and relaxing. I parked in one of the designated spaces and we were met by a porter who took our bags through to the reception. The receptionist greeted us with a warm smile, "Welcome to the Inn at Fontanel Professor Fitzpatrick, my name is Ann and I hope you will enjoy your stay." I raised my eyes at the use of my name and title. The receptionist saw my surprise and said, "You are the last of our guests to check in, so it had to be you. We only have the six suites here. You are in the Grand Southern suite, you were lucky we had a last minute cancelation." She looked at me speculatively, "The original reservation was for two nights, will you be only staying the one night?" I looked at Zoe and she looked hopefully at me. "Tell you what, lets extend the stay for the extra night," I said. "We should be able to make Denver in two days if we push it." The receptionist nodded in agreement "This place is amazing," I said as I looked around the entrance hall. I registered us and Ann didn't even flicker at our different surnames. Very professional I thought and made a mental note to increase the gratuities I was contemplating. "Would you like us to reserve a table for you for dinner," she asked. I glanced at Zoe and she nodded. I checked my watch and it was five-thirty, "Yes that would be nice, say seven-thirty?" "That will be fine, the restaurant is in the building through those doors. Simon will take your bags to your room if you would like to follow him." We followed Simon through the building to a private entrance to the suite. There was a sitting room that looked like a library and a separate bedroom with a four post bed. Simon set our bags down and said, "If you let me have your keys, I'll move the car to the secure parking and raise the roof. We get the odd shower during the evening and I'd hate to see all that leather damaged. I will leave the keys at reception for you." I gave him the keys and tipped him generously. Then I followed the squeals and the discarded clothes to find Zoe in the bathroom looking at large white freestanding bath tub. She started running the water and said, "It's big enough for both of us, will you join me?" I answered her question by undressing. I slid into the hot water and Zoe got in and sat in front of me. Resting back against me, her head on my chest and the tips of her breasts just breaking the surface of the water. Her arm with the waterproof dressing lay along the rim of the tub. My firming cock pressed against her back. I wrapped my arms around her and she sighed contentedly. She murmured, "This feels sooo nice." She wriggled back against me and continued, "I can't believe that I've only known you for five days. I completely understand what the girls mean when they said that it took them no time to know that they loved you. I'm the same." She turned over to face me, her face peering up at me. My poor hard cock was trapped between us, and I gave a little groan as she wriggled her bottom against me. She asked, "How is it that you can love all of us? And it's no good denying it because we know you do." "I never could deny it. It's because you are all different, but at the same time you are part of the whole." She laughed, "God help you when you try to explain that to my parents." Then she looked serious and said, "Michael what are we going to tell them? I won't be able to hide our relationship from them." I ran my fingertips down the soft wet skin of her back as I replied. "Are you ashamed of me?" "God no," she interrupted. I quietened her with a finger to her lips. "I'm probably not what they were hoping that you'd bring home to them as a boyfriend." I did a quick calculation, "You're Twenty-four, that makes..." "Twenty-five!" "Ok twenty-five, that still means I'm thirty years older than you." She shook her head, "It's not the age difference that's going to be the big issue, it's the religion. Or rather in your case your lack of it!" Ahhh, I thought, I'd wondered if that was going to be an issue when she'd told me how religious her parents are the day before. It had started innocently, I had wondered aloud to her about the small sand dollar tattoo on her left ass cheek. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ So she told me the story behind the tattoo. "When I was much younger, my grandmother gave me a sand dollar and a post card with the legend of the sand dollar." I wasn't sure what legend she meant, so she looked it up on line for me and this is one of the versions we found. A Most Unusual Romance Pt. 03 "Hey you can't blame me, he's worshiping the naked goddess who's lying on him." She sat up and repositioned herself above my proud cock, two thirds of which broke the surface of the water like a periscope. The sensations rippled through me as she slowly lowered herself down, encasing me in the soft silky wet flesh of her vagina. Her muscles clutched at me in protest as I filled her, the crown of my cock caressing the entrance of her womb. She raised her bowed head to look at me, "Ohh, mother, I love you," she gasped and then groaned as she started rocking. I rolled my hips to meet her every move. Water rose and fell, splashing over the brim. Her eyes were unfocused and her mouth open as she grunted rhythmically in tune with our movements. I whispered words of encouragement and she reacted, her movements becoming more aggressive grinding her pelvis against mine. We came within seconds of each other, her first, followed by me pumping my jism inside her as she sucked me dry. She collapsed onto my chest regaining her breath. Then her lips sought mine. She shivered and I realised that the water had grown cold. We climbed out and I wrapped her in a large fluffy white towel and hugged her to me. She looked up at me with her elfin features moulded into such an expression of love that it physically struck me with its intensity. What did I do to deserve her love? And that of Sally and Mila! My stomach clenched with the uncertainty of the future. Then I relaxed and realised I just needed to go with the flow. Maybe going with the flow was the true religion of all mankind - allowing one's spirituality to shine through. I looked at the ornate clock on the sideboard and saw that it was seven o'clock. We got dressed and made our way over to the restaurant. It was larger than I'd expected as it was open to non-residential guests. We were shown to a nice secluded table that stood by a large open window. We sat down on one side of the table rather than across it. The grounds spread out in front of us were dotted with pools of light from the flickering flames of torches set on poles, giving an almost fairy-tale aspect to the view. The waiter came over with the menus and Zoe asked me to order for her. I was intrigued to see that they offered a six course tasting menu with selected wines, so that's what I choose for us. The waiter server the first course and its accompanying wine. As I ate I was aware of the glances that almost all the men and some of the women were giving Zoe. And she deserved every last one. She was wearing the classic little black dress that seems to be the staple of every woman's wardrobe. Hers had a plunging neck line and a scalloped back. The hem came to her mid thighs and she wore lace top stockings, and as she had happy to show me as we'd left our room, no underwear. As I finish my first course and sipped my glass of wine, I watched the delicate way that Zoe eat, I'm used to dinners using both their knife and fork at the same time. Zoe on the other hand would cut her food up then use just the fork to eat. I let my hand rest on the top of her thigh and slide up and between them. The silk of her stockings changed to the silky skin under my fingers. She paused in mid chew to swallow to slide her hips forward to push her pussy against my fingertips. Then she looked at me with a needful expression flitting across her face. She licked her lips seductively, "Please tell me that means I'm part of the menu tonight," she whispered to me. I replied, "You will be the crowning course." She finished the last mouthful on her plate and slumped lower in her seat and opened her thighs to allow me full access to her pussy. She slightly turned to me then said, "My skin tingles where you touch it, Mila said you do the same to her. It's what made her understand how much she loves you." She saw the waiter approaching and sat up straight. He removed the empty plates, and topped up our wine glasses. The courses came and went, the glasses were kept topped up. We discussed Zoe's training and I drifted into my Professor role. She had to present a case study in a couple of weeks as part of her radiology course work. I said I'd offer her advice, but I wouldn't do the work for her. What I would be able to do was of course, ensure she picked the best type of case to present. She was surprised when I described the type of case that would be best for her. I told her, "Never go for the unusual or rare condition, find an interesting but common case and work it to death, cover every aspect. If you go for the unusual case you tend to rely on the uniqueness of the case and don't research the basics of the case properly." She was surprised, "We're always told to find an unusual case." "You can do that but it's the complete case that the assessors are looking for and it's much easier to find the right case if you don't limit yourself to only unusual cases." I could see her pondering this as the meal proceeded and as we finished the crème caramel desert she sat up straight. "I know just the case, it's a patient that I saw during my first week on rotation. Cancer of the stomach but presented with slightly unusual symptoms, I've followed her through to her successful surgery." "Sound ideal, you can show me the case next week." As we finished the meal we were offered coffee and liquors. We decided to take them into the garden and enjoy the rest of the warm evening on a wooden swinging bench under a vine covered pergola. I sat down and Zoe lay down with her head on my lap. I kept us gently rocking as she looked up at me, her face highlighted by the yellow flickering flames of the torches set in brackets on the pergola. In the background was the tinkling sound of water from the nearby fountain. The air was heavy with the scent of the flowered and the tang of the citronella oil from the torches. Lying in my lap with her feet up, Zoe's skirt dropped down her thighs revealing her sweet pussy. Also, in her relaxed position the top of her dress relaxed affording me easy access to her breasts. I took advantage of both her erogenous zones, smoothing her breasts and occasionally running a finger or two through her moist slit. I ran the back of my finger along her cheek and down the curve of her neck, amazed by the level on my feelings for the woman on my lap. I'd only known her for five days, yet I couldn't imagine a life that did not include her. I was aware that she must feel something along the same lines as she kept touching me as though to prove to herself I was real. She confirmed my suspicions by whispering softly, "I keep wanting to pinch myself to prove that this is not a dream." I bent down and she raised her head and we kissed, and she sighed contentedly. "How urgently do you need to get back to Denver?" I asked. "I'm ok for a few days, I informed the medical school I had a family emergency and I needed to take the week off. Why do you want to know?" "I was thinking we should stay the extra night. The receptionist says she can get tickets for the 'The Grand Ole Opry' for tomorrow night, Emily Lou Harris is playing." She sat up, "I'd love to go, and I grew up listening to my father playing her records." "Well that's good because I already told her we'd take the tickets." She playfully punched my arm, "Thank you darling, I love you." She lay down again this time on her side facing me, with her head on my thighs. With her fingers she traced the growing bulge in my trousers. She smiled up at me, "Someone's happy we are staying." "Someone's in shock that a beautiful young lady likes to play with an old thing like him." She shuffled her head closer and planted a kiss on the bulge. "I love him, I love the way he responds to me. He fits in me perfectly and leaves me feeling all wet and warm." She undid the top of my trousers and slid the zip down, freeing my rod from the confines of my boxers. "Oh goody he wants to come out to play," she murmured as she kissed the hardening crown and licked the drop of pre-cum off. She sucked the head gently and rhythmically like a baby with a pacifier, supporting the shaft with her hand. I rested back against the cushions looking up at the sky through the grape vines and the stars twinkling in the velvet black of the night sky and lost myself to the mastery of her mouth. My hand again slid down the front of the dress and I cupped her breast. She swallowed as she sucked my cum from my inner self. Then sat up to give me a long sensual cum-flavoured kiss. She said, "I think that was the best tasting part of the meal, you're spicy and slightly salty and I love it." She lay back down and said, "Take me to bed please." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ The wind tousled her hair as she sang along to the Emily Lou Harris CD playing on the audio system in the car. We were driving along the I-70 and the signposts said 'Denver 160 miles' and I was lazing back in the passenger seat. We had been driving for the past two days after leaving Nashville. We'd had a great second day in Nashville that culminated in an amazing night at The Grand Ole Opry. It had been a fairly long day driving yesterday and we'd found a motel on the outskirts of Amarillo to spend the night. Zoe had looked at me with doe eyes as she asked if she could drive the Aston, and finally I'd buckled. After a couple of hours driving we had pulled into a service station to fill up the tank, use the rest rooms and get coffees for ourselves. As we walked back to the car I handed her the keys and she'd wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. Then she'd almost run to the car and adjusted the seat. I watched as she eased herself behind the wheel. She grinned at me as she slid her short skirt up her thighs until I could see a hint of her blue panties. I'd leant across and kissed her, letting my fingers slide up her thigh and feel the damp crotch. I'd settled back in the passenger seat as she pulled back onto the road, reclining it and shutting my eyes and thought about last night. It had started out innocently enough with a Skype video call to Susie and Mila as we were getting cleaned up after the long days travelling. The girls were tucked up in bed. I was sat on ours wrapped in a towel after my shower, while Zoe had her shower. The thing was so small you would have needed a shoehorn to squeeze us both in. The girls were teasing me as they sat up in their bed, propped up by a pile of pillows. The sheet had slid down around their waists leaving their delectable breasts exposed to my voyeuristic gaze. They started by caressing their own breasts, teasing their nipples all the time grinning at me. They were amused to see that my cock had poked out of the flap in my towel and was happily giving them the big thumbs up. Zoe came and sat beside me, she had a towel wrapped around her waist and was using a second to dry her hair. She said hallo to the girls and then laughed when she saw what they were doing. She said to them, "Ohhh, please tell me I'm going to be your surrogate again today." "Would you please, it was so much fun last time," Sally said. "Do you really want to do that again, it didn't weird you out," I asked. Zoe smiled at me, "I love it when you make love to me. But when they are in charge of my actions I feel like another woman. And I think you see me as another woman." In a way she was right. That last time when I shut my eyes and I heard Sally or Mila describe how they wanted Zoe to act, it was like I was fucking them not Zoe. In my imagination the body I was holding morphed into that of the voice I could hear. "Ok then which of my three lovely ladies do I satisfy first?" I asked. And damn it if Mila and Sally didn't start playing 'rock, paper, scissors' to see who was going to control Zoe first. Zoe handed me one of my little blue pills. "I think you are going to need this to keep up with us tonight." And she gave me a smirk that made me shiver all the way down to the tip of turgid cock "Yes, I win," came Sally's voice. "I want some good fashion luvin' Michael." Then she looked at the camera and my image on her screen. "I miss you so much, this is the longest time I've not been able to touch you." She was right I'd never taken more than a couple of weeks at a time off from the department. And even then she would have dropped round with papers I needed to sign. If there was one big regret in my life after losing Sarah. It was the time I'd wasted not realising how much Sally had meant to me. Zoe spoke drawing my attention back to the present, she asked, "So how do you want him?" Sally said, "Can you set it up so I can watch his face. I love your body but I do so miss watching his face as he cums, and you need to tell me what he does." Zoe replied, "That's easy, if I'm on top you'll be able to see his face all the time." I took hold of her and pushed her onto her back. I pulled the towel off her body and threw it on the floor. "First though I get to taste Sally," I growled. Zoe gasped as I buried my face between her legs and she spread them as wide as she could. Opening herself to me, the soft dark curls of pussy leading down to the open flower of her womanhood. There was a hint of soap that was quickly overpowered by the heavenly scent of aroused woman, and the first drops of honey dew glistened on her pussy lips. Like a hummingbird I was drawn in and I sipped the sweet nectar. Zoe twitched and wriggled as my tongue swept over her labia and flicked off her growing clit. She reached down and entwined her fingers in my hair holding my tongue over her clit. She turned her head to the camera and sighed, "Oh holy fuck Sally he's doing it again. He's licking my clit and my cunt is dripping." I raised my head and she looked down her body at me. "Zoe love, this isn't your body anymore, it's Sally's. This is her clit I'm sucking, her cunt my fingers are sliding into." An expression of surprise flitted across her face to be replaced by comprehension. "Yesss, fuck me, fuck Sally," she growled then moaned as my fingertips caressed her G-spot. I rolled onto my back and Zoe/Sally slid up my body. Her lips seeking mine, my hard cock trapped between us. I heard Sally's voice and I looked across at the screen on the laptop. She was staring at the camera and licking her lower lip. "Make love to me Michael, cum for me please. Make my body sing for you. Oh, fuck." The iPad she was using moved and the view changed. Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of Mila's hand by Sally's pussy. Two fingers were obviously inserted in her cunt, and the surrounding moisture was hard to miss. Sally's tone changed to a more demanding one. "Body, I want you to suck his cock, lick his balls and taste him for me." Zoe/Sally wriggled down and her mouth opened to swallow the throbbing mushroom crown of my cock. Zoe managed to say around her full mouth, "Mind, your mouth loves the feel of his cock, the way he throbs and twitches and the salty earthiness of his pre-cum On the screen I could see Sally lying back against Mila. Her hands were caressing Sally's breasts, but they were both watching us. I smiled inwardly as I groaned, "Sally, your mouth feels fucking amazing; ohh fuck your tongue..." Zoe was licking around my glans and the sulcus and it was sending waves of pleasure down my shaft. A wicked grin was mirrored in her eyes as she watched my face. She knew I was talking to her but she understood my need to call her Sally. Sally...I looked at her and her eyes were fixed on mine. Mila was kissing the side of her neck as she pulled and teased Sally's nipples. She also held a little pink bullet vibrator in her hand and was playing it over Sally's clit. I could hear her panting and moaning and Mila's words of encouragement. There was a growing ache in my groin and I was desperate to feel the warmth of Zoe's cunt surrounding my cock. "Ride me Sally," I told her and she laughed and gave my cock a final kiss before she rose up, grasping it in her hand. She poised herself above my shaft and fed the crown past her labia lips and into the entrance of her velvet-soft vagina. We both gasped as she slowly slid down my Viagra-enhanced shaft until I filled every millimetre of my elfin girl's slick quim. She leant forward using her hands to support herself on my chest. She turned her head to face the camera, "Mind, he's so big and hard in us, he's touching every part of our cunt," she moaned. She rose up, her pussy lips clinging at my shaft until just my crown was still nestled in her cunt. I positioned the iPad to capture that scene. Then she dropped down and began to ride me. She looked down at me and her face twisted into a mask of lust as the sensations spread out from her cunt. I lay there watching her move to her own rhythm, basking in the pleasure she willingly gave me. Her fingers clutched at my chest and her eyes focused on mine. "Does...Sally's...cunt...feel...good," she gasped out. I looked up at her and blew her a kiss before focusing on Sally's image again. Mila's fingers were still slowly circling her clit as she watched us. The flush on her chest and the shivers that still rolled over her abdomen told me she had just climaxed. Sally grinned at us and said, "Michael, fuck me har.." AHH-OOOOOOOG-GAH I started awake at the horn from a truck. I sat up in my seat blinking the sleep from my eyes and looked around. Zoe was pulling in front of a truck and she looked over at me. "Hey sleepy head," she said. "What was that?" "I think the truck driver was enjoying the view," and she looked down at herself. The top four buttons of her blouse were undone and the shadow of her breasts were clearly visible. She'd hiked up her skirt even higher and pulled the crotch of her blue panties to the side. Her pussy could be clearly seen. I grinned at her and she smiled back. "So how long did he get to ogle you," I asked? She laughed, "Just a couple of minutes, but are you sure it was me he was looking at. She may have been checking my hunky boyfriend out." I laughed at the unlikely possibility. "How long was I out for," I asked? "About an hour, I think we wore you out last night?" I stroked her thigh, my fingertips brushing her pussy. "You can wear me out like that any time you want. She placed her hand on mine holding it in place. I glanced at the sat-nav display and it said that we would reach our destination in an hour. Off in the distance we could see through the haze the mountains to the west of Denver. We were also seeing more and more hints of suburban landscape. Time to take the bull by the horns I thought. We'd been skirting around some important decisions the last few days. I said, "Zoe, have you made your mind up, do I drop you off at your dorm. Or are you going to come with me to discover the apartment the university allocated to me?" She thought then replied, "I do need to pick up my things from my room. Can you drop me off there? I'll pack the essentials for the next few days and drive over to your place." "Our place!" I corrected her. She shook her head, "No it's always going to be the university's, I won't feel comfortable moving in with you there." "Then the sooner we find a place for all of us the better. I asked the girls to do a search for us. I told them to look for a furnished place for let within an hour's commute. I get a $5000 monthly accommodation allowance, so we might as well use it." "You don't mind if I keep my room in the dorm do you? It's so useful when I'm working shifts." I flashed back to my own med student days and remember the pleasure of being able to fall into a bed at the end of a long shift. "You'd be mad not to," I said and she looked at me gratefully. I thought on and then said, "I'm going to make sure that our new place has enough bedrooms for each of you to have your own. We are all going to need our own space at some time." A Most Unusual Romance Pt. 03 She laughed, "You just don't want to be hen pecked all the time." "Probably true," I admitted. We lapsed into silence as Zoe navigated the last few miles into Denver. It was early afternoon when she pulled up in front of her dormitory block in the grounds of the university. The rasp of the exhaust echoing back off the brick buildings attracting the attention of the few people in the vicinity. One girl in particular looked closely at us for a moment. Then as we got out of the car she looked at Zoe again and a big smile light up her face and she ran over to her. She cried out, "Zoe," and the next moment they were hugging. She was a couple of inches taller than Zoe with light brown hair and a nice trim body. "Where have you been?" she asked. "It was only supposed to be the weekend and you've been missing all week. All I get is a cryptic text saying you were driving back." She pulled back and looked at Zoe closely and gasped. "What happened to your arm?" I stood a few feet away and she turned to me and said, "What did you do to her you old pervert?" I open my mouth to proclaim my innocence but Zoe got there first. "Brianna, it's not his fault. This is Michael and he's been looking after me for the last week." I held out my hand and said, "Nice to meet you Brianna." "Oh you're British," Brianna said, as she took my hand. "So being British makes it ok to be an old pervert," I quipped. Brianna face went bright red and Zoe laughed as she came over and wrapped her arm around my waist. "At least you're my old pervert," Zoe said. "That's professor pervert to you." Brianna looked at us, "Is there something you haven't told me girlfriend." Zoe gave Brianna a conspiratorial smile and said, "Michael, can I meet you at your place in a couple of hours. I need to explain everything to Brianna and it'll be a lot easier if I'm not distracted by you." "No problem, you've got the address?" She nodded and gave me a long kiss. I got back into the car and I followed the GPS voice to my destination. There was a set of keys and a welcome package waiting for me at the apartment block. I unpacked the Aston and checked out the apartment. It was a reasonable size, three bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a large open-plan lounge-dinner with a kitchen off to the side. The university had stocked the fridge and there were a couple of bottles of wine as a welcome gift. I put the bags in the bedroom, then I went over my welcome package while I waited for Zoe. I found my temporary university ID and the details of my orientation. My first day was going to start with an eight o'clock meeting with the university president and at nine o'clock the senior radiology staff. I pulled out my lap top and logged into the Wi-Fi using the password I'd found in the notes. I uncorked a bottle and poured myself a glass of the Napa valley red. Sally had sent me a batch of letting agency links with her comments. I'm no fool, I started with the one she liked. It was a two story log cabin with four bedrooms. It was set in the hills just above a small lake on the outskirts of a town called Evergreen to the southwest of Denver. I saved the details and checked out some of the others but none of them seemed as nice as the first one. I decided to give the realtor a call. The property was available for a two year furnished let as the owners were in the midst of a divorce and the wife had just taken a post in Japan. I arranged to meet the realtor the next day, and she said there were a couple of other properties in the area that I might like. I was feeling quite pleased with myself and I sipped at the wine. My phone rang and it was the university's dean's assistant. A pleasant female voice welcomed me to the university and told me that I was invited to a welcome dinner tomorrow night. I muttered my acceptance and said I might have a guest. She sounded a little surprised but noted it down. After she rang off I sat back and closed my eyes, dozing until the laptop chimed and announced that I had a Skype call. Mila looked out of the screen and her smiling face raised my heart rate. "Hi," she said shyly. "I miss you, I was lonely and I wanted to hear your voice." "Hi to you," I said. "Are you on your own?" She nodded and said, "Sal's out for drinks with the rest of the department secretaries, it's Judy's birthday." "Michael, you know I said I was going to get a flight on Tuesday." I nodded. "I've had to delay it to Friday." Damn I missed her, "Is there a problem," I asked. "No not really, it's just taking a bit longer than I thought to get everything sorted out that all. I get into Denver at four-thirty. Will you be able to meet me?" "Of course I can. Do you want me to bring Zoe if she's not working?" "Please, I want to be able to hug your elfin girl." I grinned at her using my description of Zoe. "I think we will be able to arrange that. Tell Sally that I'm going to have a look at a place for us tomorrow, this apartment is nice but it's not us." "Which one?" "The first one on the list." She laughed, "Wise choice boss." I said peevishly, "If that's the one she wants, why send me the other links?" "Silly man, it's so you think you have a choice." I rolled my eyes in exasperation and she laughed again. "I'm surprised she hasn't signed the contract." Mila's face went red. "Christ, she hasn't has she?" "No, but she thought about it!" I groaned and she smiled. We carried on chatting for another twenty minutes until my phone chimed and I saw I had a text from Zoe. She'd be over in half an hour and Brianna was coming with her. I needed a shower so I said goodnight to Mila. I'd showered and changed into a comfortable pair of chinos and a Sea Island cotton shirt, by the time the door intercom sounded. I buzzed them in and opened the door and stood in the hallway watching the lift doors. A ping announced the arrival of the lift and the doors opened. Zoe and Brianna staggered out, each pulling a large suitcase. Zoe had a heavy looking back strapped to herself. I hurried over and relieved them of the suitcases and led them into the apartment. I took the suitcases through to the main bedroom and walked back to the lounge. Zoe hugged and kissed me. "Michael, I didn't get the chance to introduce you properly to Brianna, she's my best friend and roommate and she wants to apologise for calling you a pervert - don't you!" "Old pervert," I reminded her. Brianna went red and I put my arms round her and kissed her on the cheeks. I said, "Hi, Zoe's girlfriend, I'm Michael her boyfriend." She giggled and raised her lips to mine and gave me a kiss. "Hey, Zoe's boyfriend, I'm sorry I called you an old pervert. She had told me all about you and what you did for her." I sat down beside Zoe and Brianna sat down in the chair opposite. Brianna was a final year med student like Zoe. She was on a surgery rotation at the moment. "Mila called, she arriving on Friday," I told Zoe. She looked surprised, "I thought she was coming on Tuesday." "She was but she can't get everything wrapped up in time. I said I'd meet her at the airport, do you want to be there?" "I'd love to, what time?" "Half four, can you make it?" "I think so let me check my schedule." She pulled out her phone and checked the calendar app. She laughed, "I'm scheduled for a tutorial from my new tutor at four, I'll ask him nicely and maybe he will let me go." She stood up and faced me looking coy, "Professor Fitzpatrick I need to reschedule my tutorial on Friday, and I need to go to the airport with my boyfriend. I'll do anything you want if you let me go." I tried to put an evil leer into my voice, "Anything, Miss Hansson?" "Anything, Sir. Just be gentile with me, I'm a virgin." I could hear Brianna snorting in the background. I pulled Zoe onto my lap and she covered my face with kisses. "Professor, I promise I'll be a good little girl," Zoe giggled. "Hmm, I'm not sure I'm looking for a good girl, I was hoping for a very naughty one." She laughed and stroked my face. Brianna said, "I understand what you see in him Zoe, but I still don't understand where the other women fit in to the picture?" Zoe opened my laptop and sitting next to Brianna she opened the photo folder. While she showed her the photos of Sally, Mila and the rest of my family and explained the relationships. I busied myself unpacking my bags and getting a load of laundry going. I'd been living out of my bags for a week and I was running short of essentials. I'd shipped several large boxes of my stuff a couple of weeks ago but I didn't want to get them delivered until I knew where I was going to be staying for the two years. That reminded me. I interrupted Zoe's conversation. "I've made an appointment to view a property tomorrow at noon. It's near a place called Evergreen, do you want to come?" "Yes please, can Bree come as well?" Brianna looked hopeful, so I said, "There's not much room in the back of the Aston but if you don't mind the squeeze you are welcome to join us." "I'll breathe in," Brianna said. I grinned as I looked at her body. There was no fat on the girl. The only thing out of proportion were her breasts. I guess she was a D cup. She ran her hands down her body and squashed her tits together as she took a deep breath. I couldn't resist it, "Well if you sit sideways they won't be a problem." "Hey, don't you talk about the girls like that, they have their feelings you know!" And she lifted her top so I could admire her perfect 'girls' in their black lacy bra. "Bree you hussy," Zoe spluttered with a laugh. "What, he's a doctor, he'll have seen thousands of tits over the years." Zoe said, "Yes, but not yours, put them away or I'll start to get an inferiority complex." Brianna pulled her top down with a laugh, "You and your perfect titties, I'm the one with the inferiority complex." The growl from Zoe's stomach saved me from any further talk about breasts. We realised that it was six o'clock and we'd only had breakfast today. I said, "I think we need to feed the starving waif. This is your town girls any suggestions?" They looked at each other and said, 'The Tavern.' Zoe said, "It's a bar with a great atmosphere that serves really good food. It's near the hospital so it's popular with the staff. We go there at least once a week." I asked, "Is it far?" "It's a good three or four miles from here." I grinned at them, "Well let's see if we can all squeeze into the Aston." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Brianna was able to squeeze in behind Zoe's seat and I followed her directions to the bar and parked in a space out front. The place was bouncing but then it was a Friday night. The girls groaned and indicated a large group of thirty year olds at the bar. Zoe said, "Crap it looks like half the residents are here." A waitress recognised Zoe and Brianna and she found us a booth. Zoe slid in beside me and Brianna took my other side. She took our drink orders and left us a menu. "Michael, you've got to try the cheese burger, they serve the best in Denver," Brianna said. I was fine with that so when the drinks arrived we ordered three cheeseburgers. There was the usual confusion as I asked for chips with mine. Why is it that Americans call chips, fries and crisps, potato chips? Honestly America, the rest of the world can't be wrong. Zoe whispered to me, "Mike, there are several people from radiology here, and they are looking in our direction. Do you want me to introduce you if they come over?" I thought about it for a moment, "Just say I'm an old family friend, I don't want to get into any office politics tonight. Which reminds me, I'm invited to dinner tomorrow night and you can come as my guest." "Dinner with who?" She asked suspiciously. "Just some of the senior university staff, the president, the dean and so on," I said dismissively. She looked at me in horror, "Morals clause," she gasped. "Not relevant as my contract doesn't officially start until Monday." I said. She asked, "Can I think about it please?" "Of course." Brianna started as she saw someone approaching our table. Her face went pale and she said, "Heads up, here come doc perfect." "What," I said Zoe replied, "He's a surgery resident who thinks he's god's gift to women!" "I thought that was me." Zoe put her hand on my thigh, dragging her nails up my leg to the bulge in my pants. "You are, he just thinks it. But he has been giving Bree a hard time recently." A six foot two all American hunk sat down next to Brianna without asking. He totally ignored me and started talking to the girls about a case and telling them he was going to present it at the grand rounds on Monday afternoon. The girls responded in monosyllables but he didn't notice. Finally he saw me looking at him and he must have mistaken my look of annoyance as one of bemusement. He said condescendingly, "Oh I'm sorry if you don't understand any of this, I wanted to discuss an interesting surgery case I'll be presenting with these medical students." I could sense Zoe tensing up beside me and I gently kicked her foot and shook my head. "That fine, "I said, "Way above this old man's pay grade." Zoe and Bree smiled. "I'm just an old friend of Zoe's parents passing through Denver." He held his hand out and I shook it ignoring the tight squeeze, "I'm Neil," he said. "Michael," I replied. Neil stood up and waved to get the waitresses attention and while he was distracted I whispered to Zoe. "Guess who's going to be at his case presentation!" She burst out laughing. "Really," she whispered back. I passed her my phone and showed her the agenda the university had emailed me. 13:00-14:30 review panel surgery case presentation. Neil sat down again and went to put his arm around Bree. I saw her flinch away, moving to the back of the booth closer to me. I said softly, "Remind me Neil, just when did we invite you to join us?" "Cool it old man, Bree and I go a long way back." And again he tried to put his arm around her. "Bree do you want him here?" I asked. She shook her head. "Then I think is time you left," I continued. He stared at me and I stared back. He stood up then he bent down and said to Bree, "Fine I'm going, but just remember who's doing your evaluation!" He smiled at me and then walked away. Zoe slid out and went around the table and put her arms around Bree. They both looked at me with a worried expression on their faces. I smiled reassuringly and said, "When is your evaluation due?" "The end of next month, do you think he can cause a problem?" Brianna said. I shook my head. "Nope, not after threatening you like that in front of witnesses." Bree relaxed a bit. "I am intrigued though, both of you have had issues with supervising residents. Is there a general problem going on here or are these very specific to you?" Zoe said, "It's not endemic, Tony was my first experience of it and as far as I know Neil being a dickhead is Bree's first time." Bree agreed, "It is, he's been a bit handsy the last few weeks that's all. But I've heard the odd rumour in the past. Female students being offered better grades for favours." Our food arrived then so we settled down to eat. I hadn't forgotten about Tony, there was still the issue of the missing purse. We'd decided not to get the police involved. There was only $20 cash in it and we'd been able to cancel her credit and ATM cards. The biggest issue still was the missing ID and driving license. I was sort of hoping that he'd taken it by mistake and she'd get them back. The food was very good and yes it was the best cheeseburger I'd ever eaten. The large group of residents at the bar left and the atmosphere immediately lightened. Several of Zoe and Brianna's friends arrived and we moved to a larger table. I was definitely the odd one out by almost thirty years, and I kept getting glances from around the table. To Zoe's amusement I would field the 'What do you do?' questions by telling them I was a teacher - well I would be, so it wasn't a big fat lie. I also got a lot of the 'Gee, I love your accent' comments to which I'd reply, "But I don't have an accent - you do!" I could see that there was a lot of speculation from her friends about my relationship with Zoe. I'd told her earlier that I would take my lead from her. I knew she was nervous, not so much about what her friends would think, but more rather how the university administrators would react. As the evening drew on Zoe grew much more relaxed, and she went from just holding my hand and little kisses to hugs and big passionate kisses. The story of how we met got told and you could see the change in her friends. When we left we dropped Bree off at the university on our way back to the apartment. We arranged to pick her up next morning. In the lift she wrapped her arms around my neck and buried her face into my chest and sighed sleepily. When we got back to the apartment Zoe sat down and she looked so cute. She could barely keep her eyes open she was so tired. She looked up at me and held her arms out to me. I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. Before I could put her down on the bed, she murmured, "I need to pee, bathroom please." I carried her to the bathroom and set her down carefully by the toilet. In as little girls voice she said, "Help me, don't leave me alone please." I knelt down and fumbled with the button on her jeans and then unzipped them. She bent forward and kissed the top of my head She whispered, "Oh Michael, I love you so much. I wanted to stand on the table and announce it to the whole room, but I was too much of a coward. Will you ever forgive me?" "Forgive you for what, for being in love with me or not wanting to announce it to the world." She pulled my head up. "I will never apologise for falling in love with you, I'm just scared what the University could do to me...us when they find out." "It will be alright," I promised her, and I heard a little sob. Her hands pushed her jeans down her legs, "I still need to pee," she said. I undid her sandals and she kicked them off and I pulled her jeans off completely. I hooked my fingers in the waist of her panties and slowly eased them down, stealing a kiss from her pussy as I did so. "Stop it," she giggled sleepily, "or I'm going to pee myself." She sat down and I heard the tinkle of her urine striking the water. I took a wash cloth and cleaned her up before carrying her to the bed. She lifted her arms and I pulled her camisole top off. We slid under the covers and she curled up on her side and I curled up behind her. She pushed back against me and sighed as I wrapped my arm around her, my hand holding her breasts. I could feel her trying to respond but almost immediately I felt her relax as she fell asleep. I lay there listening to her breath, her scent intoxicating. Again I wondered about the changes in my life, just a few weeks ago I'd been contemplating the move to the States alone. Now there were three women who wanted to be a part of my life. I kept wondering what I'd done to deserve my good fortune. My eyes started to droop and as my fingers stroked the silky soft skin, I joined Zoe in her sleep. A sensation of warmth and pleasure woke me up the next morning. Zoe was riding up and down my morning woody, her fingers rubbing the nub of her clit. She saw me looking up at her and she smiled and bent down to kiss me. "Ohh goody, I'm glad you decided to join me. It was just too good to waste," she panted. "How long," I gasped as the sensations caused me to curl my toes. "Long enough that I'm close love, I want you cum with me." A Most Unusual Romance Pt. 03 I began thrusting up to meet her and she gasped and cried out, calling my name. "Ohh Michael I love you so much." And her eyes started to lose focus. Her nipples were hard points that bounced in front of my eyes and I caught one between my fingers and squeezed and pulled it. "Fuuucckk," she screamed, and I felt the slick walls of her sensual passage tighten around me as she came. She came to a shuddering halt, her chin bent down touching her chest. Her free hand pressing my chest, supporting her weight. Tears ran freely down her cheeks. Tears of joy. Tears of pain. Tears of love. My cock throbbed inside her looking for release and I gave a couple of tentative thrusts. "Nooo," she gasped, "Please don't move for a moment, I feel so full." I took a couple of deep breaths, forcing myself to relax. She lay down on me, my turgid cock still deep inside her. She looked at me reproachfully, "You didn't cum did you." I kissed the end of her nose and replied, "Not yet but there's still hope for this old body." She gave a little cry and lightly hit my chest with a clenched fist. "You aren't old. Three lovers can't all be wrong, you're well preserved." I laughed which made her bounce on me which in turn made her move around my cock. With a growl I rolled her on to her back. "My turn," I grunted, "I'll show you 'well fucking preserved.'" "Fuck yesss," she cried as she wrapped her legs around the back of my thighs. I plunged into her with short fast strokes and she rose to meet each push. "Love me, fill me," she chanted as she dug her heels into my thighs urging me deeper and harder. The ache in my groin grew and I felt my cock swell and my balls tighten as I grew ever closer to fulfilment. I was grunting with each thrust and Zoe's words dissolved into meaningless moans. She orgasmed, her finger nails biting into the flesh of my shoulders. Her silken passage clutched at my shaft drawing my orgasm out of me. I came with a unintelligible grunt, cum squirting, coating the inside of her cunt as I thrust into her the last couple of times before rolling us to the side still connected to her. As we regained our breath we looked at each other, my cock twitching in sympathy as her cunt gave little post orgasmic spasms. "So do you still think I'm well preserved," I asked? She raised her lips to mine before murmuring, "I love how your well preserved cock feels inside me." She carried on by licking and nibbling at my nipples which made my shaft swell again. She gave a quiet moan as I began to stretch the walls of her vagina. "Christ yessss," she whispered as she rocked back and forth. She pushed me onto my back again, riding me as she did. She took her weight on her arms and looked down at me. "I don't care how old you are, you make me feel things no other lover has ever done before." As she spoke I was running my fingers down her back until I was grasping the soft globes of her arse. The crack between them was slick with the mix of our orgasmic juices. She shuddered as I kept up a slow steady cycle of thrust and withdraw, and she moaned as I rubbed her rosy bud. Her mouth found mine in a long deep kiss, our tongues duelling for supremacy. Zoe cried out into my mouth as I slid a slick finger into her anal passage and rolled it around. She whimpered as a second finger joined the first. I felt both passages tighten as a mild orgasm washed over her and she collapsed against my chest as she could no longer support her weight on her arms. Her orgasm kept coming and growing as I kept moving my cock and fingers. "Ohh fuck," she moaned into my neck, "Ohh fuck...Ohh fuck...OHH FUUUCCKK." She screamed as the sensations built up and the orgasm really hit her. Her breath coming in fast gasps and her skin slick with sweat. I relaxed my grip on her arse and she moaned in loss as my fingers stopped violating her anus. I slid out of her cunt and she looked at me disappointedly. "You gorgeous man, you didn't come?" "I did earlier, I don't need to cum each time. I love the feeling of you surrendering your body to me." "My body is always going to be yours, I want you to fill me with your sperm." She looked at me shyly, "I want to have your babies when I finish my training." "That's a big commitment, are you sure? I don't want you to commit to something you may regret in the future, your career has to come first." She rolled off me and sat up with her knees bent and her arms wrapped around them. "I know that I love you," she said, "and it's not a passing fad. I'm in this for the long hall. I don't care if you're older than me." She looked at me over her knees and continued, "The three of us have discussed this you know, and each of us want to have a child with you. I want more than one though." I sat up and put my arms around her and she leant into me. I said, "You three are the most important things in my life. I love each of you in your own unique way. I'd be honoured to be the father of our children." She stretched over and we kissed and then she pushed me away. "We promised to pick up Bree in an hour and I don't want to smell of sex when we do." She stood up and held her hand out to me. "You smell as well, join me in the shower please." How could I refuse her, I followed her into the bathroom and we cleaned ourselves up. I told her that for a cute little elfin girl she does clean up well and for some unknown reason she hit me. I shaved and cleaned my teeth and then beat a hasty retreat. I was downloading all the property details onto my iPad when she appeared in the doorway. She stood five-six in her two inch heels, the skin that I could see, and there was quite a bit, glowed with that 'I've just been fucked' look. She wore a tight pair of white shorts that sat low on her hips and a blue camisole style top. "Well do I pass muster, senior partner," she asked? It took me a few moments to answer as I drank in the picture in front of me. I shook my head in bemusement that such a beautiful woman wanted anything to do with me. She began to look anxious at the delay as I put her out of her misery. I said, "You are one of the most beautiful women it has been my privilege to know. I can't believe that you have chosen to be with me." She ran over to me and buried her face in my chest. "You better believe it," I heard her say. "You're mine and I'm never letting you go." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ I was introduced to the spectacle of the drive-through breakfast at a place called Taco Bell on our way to pick up Brianna. It's not something I would ever repeat, the coffee tasted like dishwater, and pray God what the hell is a breakfast burrito? I'm sorry but even a British rail bacon sandwich is better and that's pushing the bounds of credibility. Bree was waiting for us when we pulled up. She was dressed in a light green sundress and a shawl. She gave us both a kiss and got herself comfortable in the narrow rear seats. Fortunately it was a lovely sunny day and we all enjoyed the breeze as we headed out of town. I followed the directions the nice GPS lady gave me and about an hour later we were passing through the town of Evergreen and taking the road up to the surrounding hills. The letting agent's directions were quite precise and we pulled up outside the house fifteen minutes later. The agent, a woman in her forties was waiting by the side of her BMW. She introduced herself as Gloria and she let us into the property. She called it a cabin, I called it a mansion. A huge open plan ground floor dominated by full height windows with a view over the lake. There was a master bedroom off to one side and a study off the other. Upstairs there were three more bedrooms each with their own en-suite. It seemed perfect and as soon as I walked out onto the deck I knew Sally would be happy here. Gloria pointed out a property on the far shore of the lake "That's your closest neighbour, he's British as well. He's an author, and he lives there with his wife Mia and their two children." She smiled, "My youngest goes to kindergarten with their daughter." The one downside was the furniture was all pretty old and battered and two of the bedrooms upstairs were completely empty. While Zoe and Bree walked around outside I sat down with Gloria to work out a deal. It turned out that this was a holiday home for the owners who were in the process of getting divorced. They couldn't agree on a sale price so had decided to rent it out in the meanwhile. The wife just wanted to sell but the husband was insisting on a price that was 20% above the market price. I excused myself and went outside and made a quick call to Sally, "Love it's perfect, we can rent it but I think we should put an offer in and try and buy it. Have you put an offer in on the house in Brill?" "I spoke to the estate agent and the owners are willing to accept our offer of £850,000 if it's a quick sale." "Go for it, get the solicitors to close the deal as soon as possible. He's got my power of attorney so he can draw from my account." I heard her squeal in joy, "It really is perfect for all of us Mike." I said, "Sally I love you, go and buy a home for us while I try and buy one for us here." We said our goodbyes and I returned to Gloria. "How much are they asking?" I asked her. "It's $3.500 a month plus utilities." "No, not to rent, to buy," I said. Gloria looked at me, "You know I said the husband is insisting more than the market price." I nodded. She looked surprised and said, "He wants $1.4 million." That was less than a million pounds. "Do you think he'll take 1.3 if it's a quick cash deal?" "He might I'll give him a call." She pulled out her phone and walked to the other side of the room. She was back in ten minutes with a counter offer. "1.35 and you would need to close in thirty days." I thought for a moment, "Ok, but only if we can move in by the end of next week, I'll pay the rent but I need to move in as quickly as possible." She looked really surprised at that but made a call and then she smiled at me. "You've just bought yourself a home." We sat down and worked out all the details. It would take me a day or so to transfer the bulk of the funds but I'd already transferred enough to get the ball rolling. To keep things nice and tidy I signed a rental agreement to cover the period until we closed. We shook hands and Gloria said as I had paid a deposit would I lock up when we were ready to leave and drop the key off at her office in town. I went outside to find the girls and found them looking across the lake at a property on the other shore. Brianna said, "Gloria said that's Alexander Peters place, I love his books." "So are we going to rent this place," Zoe asked? I shook my head, "Sorry no." "Damn, I liked this place." "That all right then, we are moving in next week. We just bought the place." "What, but I thought you were buying that place in Brill?" "We are, Sally put the offer in today. We are going to have homes on either side of the pond." She spun around with her arms out stretched, "We are going to live here," she shrieked with joy. We headed back up to the house and took a lot of photos and measurements for Sally and Mila before we locked up. I dropped the key off and received a full set in return. It would take a few days for the sale to go through, but with the deposit and the rental agreement signed Gloria was happy for me to have the keys. We grabbed a bite at a local dinner. Then we returned to Denver. We dropped Bree off at her dorm and Zoe ran in to collect her things for Monday. I tried to convince Zoe to come with me to the welcome dinner that evening, but she was so nervous we finally agreed I'd go on my own. I had a shower, it would have been a quick one but I think Zoe felt a bit guilty about not going so she joined me in the shower. Rubbing her soapy sensuous body up against mine was the best apology I've ever had. The Dean's assistant had emailed the address of the restaurant and the cab dropped me off at the entrance at seven-thirty that evening. It was an interesting meal. The senior academics, clinicians and their partners were there. In a way I was glad Zoe had decided not to come with me because the questions were quite intrusive and it would have been unfair to put her through the interrogation I got. I managed to escape gracefully at ten and got a taxi back to the apartment. Zoe had fallen asleep on the sofa with the laptop open on her lap. The screen was still alive and I could see a sleeping Sally and Mila. They must have fallen asleep in the middle of a conversation. I closed the laptop and carried my sleeping elfin princess to our bed. I undressed the pair of us and curled up behind her and joined her in the arms of Morpheus. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Monday morning saw me dropping Zoe off at the hospital at seven-thirty before I made my way to the university president's office for my eight o'clock meeting. Just before nine I made my way into the main radiology department. There's nothing like the tang of X-Ray photons in the morning I told myself. Well nothing except a decent mug of coffee. I was introduced to all the senior staff. I had to contain myself when I was introduced to Tony as the rising star of the residents. He'd only seen me for a few moments in the bar in Savannah before he'd pushed Zoe through the door, and it was obvious he didn't recall me. Your time will come I thought. It was late morning before I found Zoe watching a case in the angio lab with two other medical students. The attending, a radiologist called Simon invited me to scrub in. Well I suppose it was time I earned my grossly inflated salary I thought. It was a relatively simple case. A cryogenic needle ablation of a hepatic tumour, and they used the same image guidance package that I'd used in the UK. It only took a few minutes to plan then place the three needles we needed. I kept up a running commentary for Zoe and the other students' benefit. We needed to go through several freeze, thaw cycles before Simon and I were satisfied we'd archived the goals of the procedure. "Well, that was fun," I commented as I stripped off my gown and lead coat. "And the best bit is you get to write up the procedure notes," I told Simon. I turned to the students, "So do you have any questions?" Zoe and the other two had several question and for the next hour I happily slid into my teaching role. By the time I'd finished we'd had to move to a viewing room as more of the staff joined the impromptu teaching session. There was a mix of nurses, Radiographers and junior and senior medical staff in addition to the three original medical students. When I finally stopped my voice was horse and I looked around at the faces and knew I'd made the right decision to accept this post. I stood up and said those magical words we all remember, "That's all folks." As the group dispersed I greeted all those I hadn't met earlier in the day. Finally, I was able to grab a word with Zoe in private. Zoe whispered, "Sally and Mila said you were amazing to watch and they weren't kidding. I didn't think I could love you anymore but I was wrong." She checked the room and gave me a quick kiss. "But did you learn anything," I asked. She punched my arm, "And then he proves how dumb he can be." She looked at her watch. "You've got 'Doc perfect's' case presentation in thirty minutes. Do you want me to show you where it is?" "Lead on beautiful," I told her. We picked up coffee and sandwiches at the coffee shop in the lobby and then she escorted me to the lecture theatre. She squeezed my hand as we entered before she scurried off to join the rest of the medical students. I saw Bree wave and I smiled back. As I was part of the review panel I has a reserved seat at the front. In the few minutes before they started I was introduced to several more of my new colleagues. The room filled up quickly and I got my notebook out. The lights dimmed and the chief of surgery stood up and said. "Before we start I'd like to introduce our new college who joins us after an illustrious career in England. Professor Michael Fitzpatrick, a past president of the Royal College of Radiologists." I stood up to a round of applause and said a few words of thanks. I could see Zoe bouncing on her seat at the back of the room. At the lectern I saw 'Doc Perfect' go white when he recognised me from the tavern. "Well that was fun," I said to Zoe and Bree as we met up for a drink in the Tavern after work. Bree laughed, "I don't think I've ever seen 'Doc Perfect' so flustered. What were you doing to him Michael?" "Nothing much, I just kept smiling at him," and I smiled at her. It was actually quite an evil grin that would let any recipient know they were soon to be shown a hell they couldn't even imagine. Bree shivered, "Good god, please don't ever do that to me again - promise me." I grinned at her, "I promise, unless of course you've been a naughty girl, Bree. You do know how to be a naughty girl, don't you?" Zoe punched me and then kissed me. "I got this back today," and she showed me a purse. "Yours," I asked and she nodded. "Is there anything missing," and this time she shook her head. She said, "There was a note at reception that it had been handed in at the hospital security office. They said it had been handed in anonymously. There's an extra $500 in it." "You've had no message from Tony?" "Just a text to say that we needed to talk." "I guess that the money's at least an indication that he knows he's screwed up." "What's going to happen to him? We reported him to the police in Savannah for assaulting me," Zoe commented. "Do you want to pursue it, we can always go to the campus police," I asked, as Bree urged her to do it by vigorous nodding. Zoe looked confused, "I don't know. I'm not convinced he did it on purpose. And anyway if he hadn't I'd never of met you, my wonderful senior partner." She leant back against me. I put an arm around her and she sighed happily. I said, "I suppose I should be grateful for that, but it doesn't mean we can't have some fun with him." "Sally said I needed to watch you." "And you believed her?" I snorted. "So what did the three of you decide, it looked like you fell asleep talking to them." "I sent them the plans for the lake house and they sent me the drawings of the place in England. Did you know it's got a swimming pool and a tennis court?" I murmured yes. "Mila and I will go furniture shopping when she arrives. I was to tell you that the only rooms you are allowed to give input on are the study and the kitchen." "Hey what about my bedroom?" Zoe gave me a condescending look and pulled a piece of paper from her pocket and read from it. "Michael, we have decided that each of the wives will get their own room. You will get the master bedroom but if you expect us to sleep with you, we will decorate it." She smiled as she looked up at me, "This will be the same for both homes and this is non-negotiable." "Crap," I muttered in mock indignation. Zoe laughed, "Sally said that's what you would say. She said she's had to live with your taste in furniture for the past ten years, now it's her turn." I spent the next couple of days sulking but I knew this was one battle I was always going to lose. My highlight of the week was when Zoe and Tony finally sat down in the Tavern on Thursday night to discuss the events of the weekend in Savannah. He'd been trying to get her on her own in the department but between us we'd done a masterful job in avoiding him. He had ended up resorting to sending her emails asking for a meeting. She didn't want to see him on her own, so we got to the Tavern a few minutes early. She chose a table to sit down at where I would be able to see and hear what was said from where I was sitting at the bar. A Most Unusual Romance Pt. 03 Tony walked into the bar and joined Zoe at her table, and I listened as they talked. Tony was nervous and kept trying to spread the blame. Zoe wasn't having that and started to lay into him. She pointed her finger at him and said loudly, "Why don't you just admit that the whole trip was a set up to get me into your bed." The barman started to move in their direction but I managed to catch his eye and stop him. I gave him a $100 bill and said, "She needs to get this off her chest, let her finish please." He shrugged his shoulders and stepped back behind the bar. Tony was trying to calm her down but he didn't have a snowball's chance in hell of achieving that. "You were so damn eager to stop me causing a scene you pushed me through a pane of glass." Zoe shouted, "You realise if it hadn't been for the fact there was a brilliant doctor in the bar I could have bleed to death you asshole." She thrust her arm out at him pointing at the dressing that still covered the wound. "And do you want to know who it was who saved my life and helped me get back here after you deserted me - taking all my money and identification?" She pointed at me and said, "He did." Tony followed the direction her finger was pointing and saw me sitting at the bar looking at them. I turned towards them, fully revealing myself to Tony. He groaned, "Ohh, fuuuuck," and went as white as a sheet. "Professor Fitzpatrick, I err..." "Just go home," I told him, "We will talk about your future tomorrow in my office ... if you even have a future." He stumbled out of the bar and Zoe threw herself into my arms. "Ohh god that was amazing, did you see his face?" She asked me. I gave her a kiss and the barman handed her a brandy which she swallowed in one gulp. She said, "What are you going to say to him?" "I'll read him the riot act and let him know that I'll be keeping a very close eye on him for the rest of his residency," I said. "He's not a bad radiologist, just a crap person." "Take me home," she said, "and fuck me silly." The bartender heard her words and gave us a double take before acting as thought he hadn't heard anything. Could the knight refuse his elfin princesses command. Never in this world. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Friday dawned and I woke up with Zoe sprawled over me and the bed sheets twisted around us. She tried to move and her thigh was stuck to me with the dried evidence of last night's debauchery. Her eyes opened and she looked at me with a contented smile, then she groaned as she tried to move again. She whispered softly, "Christ, I'm sore, did we really fuck for most of the night?" I kissed her soft lips and said, "No, we only fucked the first time, the rest of the night we made love." "And how!" she murmured, and then she started, "Did I imagine a phone call last night?" "No you didn't, Mila called to let us know she was boarding her flight." "Did I talk to her?" I smiled in recollection, "No, you were a bit occupied at the time. Mila was quite impressed how religious you are though." "Why?" I laughed, "She said that all she could hear of you, was your voice in the background crying out 'oh god, oh god' over and over again." Zoe buried her face in my chest and giggled as she remembered what she was doing at that time. I said, "She did have a complaint though." Zoe raised her head to look at me questioningly. I continued trying to keep a straight face, "She had to find a loo, she needed to change her panties as she got so wet listening to you." "Nooo, oh god, she didn't did she?" I laughed again as she blushed a beautiful shade of pink. The routine of the day intruded into our musings and the alarm clock went off. Zoe untangled herself from the bedding and me and disappeared into the bathroom. I changed the sheets, tossed the linen in the washer, and made the bed before joining her in the shower. I dropped Zoe off at the University for a lecture and made my way to the radiology department. Tony was waiting for me and as I'd promised I tore a strip off him before telling him he was a bloody good resident and would go far if he thought with his head not his dick. I'd worked out the cost of Zoe's medical and trip expenses and suggested that he would be wise to offer it to her. He cautiously asked, "If I do will that be the end of it?" "I think so, we discussed it this morning and she'd rather it wasn't an issue anymore. But if I ever find out that you let this influence your clinical evaluation of her work I will come down on you like a ton of bricks." "It won't, she's too good." He left my office and I got called to the angio lab for a couple of cases. Zoe found me in my office at lunchtime eating a sandwich. She sat down on the edge of my desk and stole the other half of my tuna mayo sandwich. "I saw Tony earlier," she said, "He gave me a cheque. Said it was a peace offering to cover the costs of my medical expenses and the trip." She held it out to me, "Is this anything to do with you," she asked? "I might have suggested it," I said to her with a slight grin. "Thank you, but you realise you paid most of these." "I know that but he didn't, in any case it was you that he injured and your stuff he destroyed. You endured the pain and suffering." She checked that she'd closed the door and slid off the desk and into my lap. She wrapped her arms around me and gave me a sensual kiss that left me gasping. I slid me hand under her white coat and caressed her breast through her scrub suit top. Zoe gave a little moan and then said, "Mila's arriving this afternoon. I'm looking forward to meeting her in the flesh, but it's going to be strange not having you all to myself." "I think it's going to be strange for all of us," I said as she wriggled in my lap as I teased her nipple. "Stop it you bastard, I've got a ward round in fifteen minutes." "What time does it finish?" I asked. "Mila's flight gets in at four-thirty." "I'll meet you in the lobby at three-thirty. It'll take an hour to get to the airport from here, but we can still be at curbside to pick her up before she gets there. You know your car is not going to be big enough for the three of us and Mila's luggage." "Shit. "You're right it's not big enough. I hadn't thought of that." Zoe thought of a moment and then smiled "It's not a problem," she said. "I've got a key to Bree's car, it's a Kia SUV, there's lots of room. I'll pick you up from the apartment." "We are going to have to get a bigger car," I mused, "but I'm not selling the Aston." "Cars," Zoe said. "I'm going to need a reliable one and so are the others." She jumped up from my lap and straightened her clothes. "Ward round, I've got to rush," and ran out of my office. We parked in short-term parking at DIA and stood at the concourse exit waiting for Mila to appear. Zoe had insisted we stop to pick up a bunch of flowers. I kept looking for Mila's chestnut brown hair and at last I saw her hurrying down the long corridor towards us. "Mike," she shouted as she let go of her bag and threw herself into my arms. She spun me around as she showered kisses on me before stepping back and hugging Zoe. They kissed and laughed, and I heard Mila say, "Does he know yet?" Know what I wondered. There was a tap on my shoulder and I turned to see a pair of the most beautiful green eyes staring at me. "Hi Michael." "Sally ... what? ..." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ To be continued Oh and please vote. I enjoy reading your comments and e-mails; I'll try to respond to them. Many thanks for reading. A Most Unusual Romance Pt. 04 I'm sorry that there has been a long wait for this chapter. I lost my mother recently after a short illness. It's taken me a while to feel like writing again, and I'm not really up to speed yet. I've submitted this in the romance section because that what I believe it is. A romance which toys in part with erotic couples and group sex. But ultimately it is the story of the conclusion of a thirteen year romance. This is the fourth and final part of this story - I strongly recommend you to read the previous parts first, it's not going to make a lot of sense otherwise. I am aware that my understanding of medical education is based on my own experiences in the UK. I have played fast and loose with the American system to fit the story for which I apologise. I can't thank Romantic1 enough for the time he spent reviewing and editing this story. A Most Unusual Romance Pt. 04 Mila said, "I'm jealous, it looks like everyone got to play with the boss except for me." Sally replied, "If someone I know had got some rest on the flights she wouldn't have fallen asleep and missed all the fun and the pizza." "We had pizza! You better have saved some for me." "There are a couple of slices in the fridge we left for you," Zoe said. Mila hurried out of the bedroom and returned a minute later with a slice of cold pizza in one hand and a tomato sauce smeared mouth. "It'sh veery goud," she mumbled around a full mouth. She sat on the side of the bed and finished off the pizza slice. She licked her lips and gave a contented little burp. She crawled over to me and pouted and said in her little girl voice, "You've fucked everyone except me, I don't think you love me anymore!" I reached out and gave her backside a couple of quick smacks. "That's for thinking I don't love you." Then I gave her another one as she tried to wriggle out of my reach. "And that's for falling asleep so I couldn't ravish you last night." She grinned at my words and reversed direction and crawled onto me. "You're mine boss; I think I'll do the ravishing." She kissed her way up my body until she reached my face and then she hungrily attacked my mouth. Sally said to Zoe, "I think we should give my niece a little alone time with Michael. Do you want to share a shower with me?" Zoe nodded and they disappeared in the direction of the bathroom. Mila purred contentedly as she rubbed her body over mine. She rolled onto her back and looked up at me. I slowly traced my fingers down her body, taking side trips to say hallo to her nipples. My destination glinted at the top of her legs. My finger tip teased the gold ring that pierced her clitoral hood. She rolled back on top of me and rubbed her slit along the length of my shaft, whimpering as she rocked and my cock pressed against her clit. "Boss," she growled, "Christ, boss you don't know how much I've missed you!" Her hands caressed me as she spoke. "I missed you too, sweet little girl." She moved up my body, opening her legs. She reached behind herself and grasping my shaft rubbed the throbbing crown against her soft plump pussy lips. She gave a guttural growl from the back of her throat as she pushed back and impaled herself on me. "Ohhh, fuck yes," she groaned, "That feels so good." She paused to let herself stretch to accommodate my cock. She rose up above me grinning wickedly down at me and she rolled her hips. Both of us groaned at the sensations that spread out from our groins. She slid up and down my shaft pausing on each stroke to rub her clit against the base of my cock. I was caressing her breasts as she moved rhythmically above me. I rolled her nipples between my fingers, tugging gently on them. She shuddered and groaned then urged me to squeeze and tug them harder. Her breath grew more ragged and a bead of sweat trickled down her chest. She threw her head back and squeezed her eyes shut as she came. Her slick passage caught at me as she shuddered and gasped. She placed her hands on me chest for support and rolled her hips seeking to extend her orgasm. Her continuing motion pushed me over the edge I'd been trying to resist. There wasn't much left in the tank after last night's fun and this morning's game, but what little I did have, I gave freely to Mila. I'm an old man and that's my excuse. I fell asleep again with Mila curled up on me. I was dragged kicking and screaming from a very pleasant dream by the aroma of freshly brewed coffee. "Wake up Michael," a sultry voice said in my ear. I prised an eye open and focused my gaze on the mug held tantalisingly just out of my reach. "Told you that would work," Sally said. I pulled myself up and propped myself against the headboard and pillows. I surveyed the three Angels sitting on the end of the bed facing me. Sally held out the coffee and I took it with a grunt of thanks. Fresh coffee suffused my veins, making a new man of me. The three of them, sadly were dressed. Zoe and Mila in short skirts, and cotton tops. Sally wore shorts instead of a skirt. Zoe delicately sniffed the air and pointed at the bathroom. "Sorry Michael but I'm coming no closer until you have a shower." "Hmmm, yes he's a bit whiffy isn't he," Mila agreed. "May I point out that I had to work very hard to get into this state, I said looking pointedly at them. "And who would have been the first to complain if I hadn't given it my all." At least Zoe and Mila had the good grace to blush. Sally just hurumped and pointed in the direction of the bathroom saying, "Shower first, we can apportion the blame after you are clean." She got up gracefully and moments later I heard the shower running. I attempted to retreat in good order, taking my coffee with me to the shower. Not my brightest moment as I stood under the falling water watching drops hit the surface of the coffee. I sighed; at least it wasn't soapy water. Feeling fresh, I dressed and discovered the girls seated around the dining table, the remains of breakfast scattered over the surface. Three faces were raised for me to kiss and at least they tried to disguise the little sniffs they gave. "Feeling human?" Sally asked. "Much better," I agreed, "though I could eat a horse I'm so hungry." Sally fetched me a plate of food in from the kitchen. I drooled at the contents, a full English breakfast, (for the uneducated of you out there this very unhealthy meal consists of fried eggs, sausages, bacon, mushrooms, tomatoes and bread, with a helping of baked beans. Yes, I know it should have black pudding, but I've never been keen on it, it's something to do with all the blood I see daily I guess). I grinned contentedly as I waved a loaded fork in their general direction. "So is everyone ready for a long day?" I asked. "We need to sort out a car and then pick up the keys for the new place." Sally replied, "We are just waiting for you O' Lord and master." I choked on my mouthful and needed a sip from my coffee to help me swallow. "I'm lucky to still be alive after what the three of you put me through. I've been physically and mentally abused." I got mock sympathetic sounds from all of them as I finished my breakfast. I'm not sure how we all shoehorned into the Aston, but with a bit of judicial pushing and shoving we achieved it. I ended up with the steering wheel under my nose. Thank god the car dealer was only a short distance away because I hate to think what would've happened if we'd been pulled over by a police car. Getting out of the Aston was equally a performance that attracted the attention of most of the sales assistants. Zoe and Mila both ended up flashing their panties as they got out of the back of the car. The first assistant lost all chances of a sale when he asked me what type of car my daughters would like. While I spluttered indignantly, Sally headed into the showroom and returned with the manager. Half an hour later, we were the proud owners of a two year old Range Rover Vogue, and a three-year-old Range Rover sport. Ok sue me, I like British cars even if they are owned by the Germans. Zoe and Mila made the rest of the sales force's day as they clambered in, around and in one case over the Rovers. Sally and I did the paperwork and arranged for insurance. We were in a three car convoy as we returned to the apartment. I quickly grabbed the paperwork and keys for the house and we all piled into the Sport. Zoe drove and I relaxed in the back with Sally. As we pulled up the drive Sally and Mila exclaimed in delight at the setting and the cabin. It did look good, set as it was in a Pine Forrest with a view across the lake. I let the girls (daughters indeed!!) do whatever that they do as they decided the who, what and where in the cabin. I walked down to the shore and found a comfortable log to rest my back against. Faint voices drifted down from the cabin as I enjoyed the midday sun. Set up on a low ridge across the lake was another log cabin. It was at least half as big again as ours. At the waterside was a dock and I could see a couple and two young children getting into a skiff. They cruised along the shoreline, stopping every now and again to cast out a line. It looked like there was good fishing to be had on the lake and I hoped that there were trout in the lake. Sally came down with a beer for me. She said, "We do need to go into town to pick up supplies. Do you want to come?" "Not really," I replied, "Unless you need me. Are you going to bring back some food?" "If we pick up enough stuff, do you want to spend the night here?" "Is there enough linen for the beds?" "I didn't check, but in any case we need to pick up new. The outdoor grill works so we can pick up steaks for tonight." "See if you can find lobster tails, oh and some beer and wine. Come to think about it you might as well get enough for the whole weekend." She nodded and gave me a kiss before heading back to the cabin. A few minutes later I heard the Range Rover pulling away down the drive. Silence fell broken only by the occasional call of the birds, the soft lapping of the waves on the shore and the rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze. I must have dozed off to natures lullaby in the warm sun. I was woken by a boy's voice. "Daddy is that man dead?" I opened my eyes and sat up. The skiff was twenty yards off the shore and four pairs of eyes were looking at me. "Shusssh," I heard the mother say, "That's rude, and he's just having a nice sleep in the sun." "Hi," I called out, "I'm Michael and I'm your new neighbour. The father brought the skiff in closer and I stood up and gave a stretch to work the kinks out. On the other side of the small cove was a small jetty and I motioned in that direction. I tied up the skiff and the family stepped ashore. The father held his hand out and I shook it. "So you're a fellow Brit," he said. I smiled, "What gave me away," I joked. He grinned at me, "I'm Daniel, and this is my wife Mia." He tousled the hair of his son, "This is Andy and the shy one hiding in her mother's arms is Lucy." I bent down and said hallo to Andy and then stood and greeted Mia and Lucy. Daniel said, "So I understand that you and your girlfriend bought the Stevens place." "And you are the famous British author who lives on the other side of the lake. It looks like we have the same source of information." Mia laughed, "If you mean Gloria then you are right. She couldn't wait to tell me about the handsome older man and his young girlfriend who were going to be our new neighbours. Is she around I'd love to meet her?" "No, Zoe went into town to get supplies and she should be back soon." I thought they'll find out about my living arrangements soon enough. "She's with my fiancé Sally and Mila, Sally's niece." I got nothing but a pair of raised eyebrows from them at my statement; I think I'm going to like them. I invited them up to the cabin for a coffee and a juice for the kids. We reached the terrace and sat down and I fetched drinks for everyone. The children were scampering about. The Stevens must have had children of their own as the area to the side of the terrace was a veritable playground designed for children. Daniel said, "You know I'm an author, so what do you do that brought you over this side of the pond?" I told them about my position at the university and the hospital. I spoke about my late wife and how I'd fallen in love with Sally and then her niece. How I'd met Zoe on my infamous road trip across the states. Mia was just starting to describe how she had met Daniel when we heard the Range Rover pulling up. The three women in my life could be heard chattering as they unloaded the car. There were a lot more journeys back and forth than I was expecting. Christ knows how much damage they'd done to my credit cards. Andy and Lucy ran into the cabin to find the source of the disturbance. We could hear voices asking who the children were. Lucy led Sally and Andy was holding Zoe's hand as they came out to the terrace. Mila brought up the rear clutching a couple of bottles of wine and a stack of plastic glasses. Zoe put down the tray of snacks she was carrying with her other hand. We all introduced ourselves and Zoe looked a bit surprised when she was told Daniels name. "I thought Bree said that our neighbour was Alexander Peters, she was hoping to meet him." Daniel and Mia laughed at her confusion. "I am Alexander Peters," Daniel said. "I write under a pen name. I like to try and keep my professional and private lives separate." Mia said, "We try keep Daniels identity low profile in the community. We value our privacy. We'd be grateful if you could keep it quiet." We were happy to agree. The women disappeared into a huddle and based on the glances Daniel and I were getting, a fair degree of character assassination was occurring. Daniel and I took our drinks down to the jetty and I quizzed him about the fishing in the lake. "It's all private access; I own all the far shore. You own most of this side. There's a property at the head of the lake that owns the rest. It's a summer cottage and the owners are only here a couple of months a year." "Nice," I commented, "What's stocked in the lake?" "It's well stocked, there's a native stock of bass. Plus I arranged for the local fish and game agency to introduce a mix of a couple of thousand local brown and rainbow trout. Not that I've seen any yet." He saw my smile. "I take it you enjoy a bit of fishing?" "I've been known to cast to odd fly," I said. Daniel jumped down into the skiff and passed up a couple of fly rods and a box of tied flies. "I use a lure for the bass," he said, "I bought these last month and all I end up doing is tying the leader in knots." I looked around and saw a few trout rising at the far side of the cove. I tied on a nymph and tried a couple of practice casts. Daniel watched my action as I flicked the fly out across the surface of the lake. It settled on the water and I started to draw it back. With a swirl I had a take. After a couple of minutes I netted a healthy looking brown trout. "Ten o'clock to two o'clock, those are your magic numbers," I told him. As I discussed the motion I demonstrated it. "Pull the line off the reel," I said. "Smoothly bring the rod tip from two o'clock to ten, letting some line feed out. Smoothly bring it back and keep repeating until you've extended enough line and you can drop the fly where you want it. The trick is to never rush it, nice smooth movements." I dropped the fly where I'd just seen a trout rise and again with a swirl on the surface a trout struck the fly. This time it was a nice pound and a half rainbow. I passed the rod over to him and took the second rod from the skiff. It took Daniel fifteen minutes or so to get a feel for the basic cast. And it wasn't long before he had a nice pair of rainbow trout in the basket. Between us we ended up with bag of six trout of a suitable eating size. "You'll all stay for supper I hope," I said to Daniel. "I know the girls were getting steaks to grill, and the trout will be a nice addition." He looked pleased at the offer and we made our way back up to the terrace. "All hail the mighty hunters have returned!" Quipped Zoe, as we reached the terrace. Daniel's son and daughter ran over and peered into the basket. "Daddy caught some fish mummy," Andy said and he held one up to show her. Mia smiled at her husband, "It's about time we saw some of the fish we paid to have stocked." He grinned back at her, "Sticks and stones, my love." "For that you get to clean them," she told him. We've been invited to stay for supper, and they are our contribution to the pot." That evening was the start of a tradition, Mia, Daniel and their children became a fixture in our lives. At least once a week we would all get together, either at their place or ours. Daniel and I had to do a quick run to the local store for extra ice and beer. We picked up hotdogs, buns and soft drinks for the kids. I lit the grill using wood from the nearby woodpile. I laid fire in the fire pit intending to light it when the sun went down. When the grill was ready Sally grilled the steaks. I wrapped the cleaned fish in foil adding lemon a splash of white wine and they went on the grill for the last five minutes with the hotdogs for the children. I will admit to stealing the odd one or two and I wasn't the only one. Sally and Mia disappeared into the kitchen. They reappeared with a large mixed salad, as well as potato salad and corn. We ate informally balancing our plates on our laps. The steaks were juicy and the trout delicate. The wine and beer flowed and the sense of fulfilment grew. Andy and Lucy wandered around with a hot dog clutched in one hand as they sampled the various laps that were available to them. It wasn't long before I had a sleeping Lucy on my lap and Daniel had a very tired Andy on his. The evening was warm with the slightest of breezes rustling the leaves. The song of the cicadas sounded all around us. We lay the sleeping children down at either end of the sofa in the lounge, covering them with a couple of blankets Zoe found in a cupboard. We left the folding glass doors open between the lounge and the terrace so we could hear if they woke up. I lit the fire in the fire pit and we settled down with a couple of nice bottles of wine. The fire flared and steadied into a flickering glow. Sally and Mila cornered Daniel and I overheard them talking about his books. He wanted to know about mine and Sally's relationship, commenting that there was a bestseller hidden in there. Mia came and sat beside me and Zoe and began quizzing me about my relationship with my three lovers. "It's purely professional interest," she said. "I'm a marriage councillor. Usually a third person in a relationship causes a marriage to founder. You all seem to have found an ideal compromise and there are four of you." "I disagree that it's a compromise," I replied. "As far as I am concerned there are no favourites. I love each of them equally, but of course not identically." "What about marriage?" She asked. "What about it?" "Well are you?" "Sally yes, Mila if she want to, and I haven't asked Zoe yet." I turned to Zoe who was staring intently at me. "Would you like marry this old has been?" She smiled and shook her head, "No, I don't...but I'd love to marry this other wonderful man I know who put me back together." She ran her fingers along the still red scar on her arm. "Who showed me in the space of a week and two thousand miles what love could be and is." She called over to Sally and Mila, "He did it, he finally asked me to marry him." They laughed and came over and gave her a kiss. I spluttered, "What do you mean finally, I've only know you for a month." "And that's three weeks and six days too long for the proposal." "Nuts, this could be the quickest divorce in history," I muttered. "How much do you charge for a professional consultation Mia? Do you do mate's rates?" Zoe pouted and jumped onto my lap while Mia burst out laughing. Daniel voice came from the far side of the fire, his face red in the firelight. "I know a good jewellers if you need a ring...or two...or three." A Most Unusual Romance Pt. 04 Mila discovered that she needed to sit the local radiology boards before she could work as a radiographer. She was busy studying and could be heard moaning that she was a radiographer not a bloody X-Ray tech. Sally organised the sleeping arrangements with the efficiency that she showed as my personal assistant. I was given the master bedroom and the girls took one each as somewhere to go when they wanted to sleep on their own, but honestly they were rarely used. I had a monster of a bed in my room and I don't think I ever slept alone in it. Sally and Mila were bisexual and would share a bed on the occasions Zoe claimed me for her own. Zoe would share a bed with either Sally or Mila on the nights that one or the other wanted some time alone with me. In the New Year we all were in the UK, and Sally and I got married. The plan was very simple Sally and I would have a British wedding license. Zoe and I would get married in America at the end of the summer so we would have American wedding license. Mila couldn't make her mind up whether she wanted to get married or not. I think she preferred the idea of living in sin. Bree was a regular visitor, she and Zoe still officially shared a dorm room at the university. Zoe found it very useful to stay there on her late shifts. And it was a call from Bree on a Friday morning in the spring that triggered the next crisis in Zoe's life. The snow was still on the high ground and the trees were bare. It was that time of the year! Zoe had claimed me the night before, she'd been staying at the dorm the last couple of nights, revising with Bree deep into the night. She had arrived at the cabin late yesterday afternoon after completing her case presentation. We had been down at the lake shore with Mia and the children. Daniel was in New York at a book signing and wouldn't be back until tomorrow night. Mila was in Evergreen, she had found a part time job in a local clinic. We were all braving the cold and the snow down by the lake shore. The children had run up to Zoe as she came down the path. She'd changed into her fleece lined jeans and jacket. She had screamed as they ambushed her with snowballs. She lead them a merry dance as she dodged their attacks as they chased after her. She found sanctuary in my arms. I kissed her and she gave a little moan. "I missed you Michael." "How did the case presentation go?" I asked. "I got a good from Dr Simons and an excellent from the Prof." She grinned as I hugged her. "I get you tonight as a prize," she said. "You have that the wrong way around," I said, "I get the prize!" That evening she tried to drag me off to the bedroom as soon as she decently could. I kept teasing her, finding little jobs that I had to do right then. Sally and Mila got involved in the fun until finally Zoe stood in the middle of the kitchen stamping her feet in frustration. I took pity on her and picked her up and slung her over my shoulder and carried her off to my bedroom. Pushing me back onto the bed she magically made her clothes disappear and then performed the same magic trick on me. "Finally," she gasped, "Your all mine and I'm going to fuck you until I'm senseless." She ran her fingers lightly down my chest and downwards until they encountered my shaft rising from its resting place. I gave a little gasp as she ran her fingers along my length and a slightly louder one when she ran the tip of her tongue around the crown. I pulled her up and rolled her onto her back, covering her mouth with mine. "Isn't that supposed to be 'I'll fuck you until you're senseless?'" "Hmm, you do it your way, I know what I mean," she murmured as she rubbed her body seductively against mine. And that's what she managed to do. Travelling through multiple orgasms until she finally collapsed senseless on top of me with cum flavoured drool dripping from the side of her mouth onto my neck. In all honesty I would have waved the white flag an hour earlier. But she'd been in no mood to accept my surrender, as she rode my cock to her final series of orgasms. As I lay on my back with her still twitching body collapsed on me I basked in the unconditional love that my little elfin girl gave me. I gently caressed her back and she shifted into a more comfortable position on me. She gave a little sigh of loss as my softening cock slid out of her slick passage. She whispered sleepily, "I love you," before descending into the arms of Morpheus The sun was well above the horizon when Sally woke us with mugs of coffee. She was holding Zoe's phone out to her as we sat up in bed. "Zoe you've got a bunch of missed calls and texts," she said, and as she spoke the phone buzzed again. "Have you got a secret lover you've been hiding from me?" I quipped. "Idiot," and she punched me on the arm and took the phone. Her expression quickly went from intrigued to concern as she read the messages. "My sister has been trying to contact me, she called me but for some reason," and she looked at me, "I wasn't picking up. She called Bree and they have both been calling. Crap Bree's on her way here." She fumbled with her phone and moments later she was talking to Bree. "Where are you?" "..." "No don't turn around you're only twenty minutes away" "..." "Shit they aren't, I'll call Lizzie," and she rang off. She looked at the pair of us, all the colour had washed out of her face. "My sister has been trying to contact me. My parents have been visiting Lizzie and her family in Portland, and she only found out last night that they have decided to drop in on me on their way back." What's the problem?" Sally asked. "I haven't told them anything about all of you, Christ they still think I'm a virgin. My father would have me thrown out of our church and possibly the family if he found out I was living in sin." And that was the problem in a nutshell. Zoe's parents especially her father was very religious. To a degree that us Brits found rather confusing, and Zoe was scared to death, worrying how they would react to our involved relationships. She'd been putting off any discussion about her past and present relationships. Preferring to let her father believe she was leading a virtuous life while she studied hard for her medical degree. We quickly pulled on some clothing and went out to the kitchen. Mila wandered out of her room rubbing the sleep from her eyes trying to work out what all the commotion was for. Zoe was frantically dialling her sister in Seattle as she sat down at the table. Elizabeth was her oldest sister and like Zoe had broken away from the strict religious confines of their family. She had married Ralph, a dentist and they had two children. They'd moved to Portland last year and as far as I was aware, this was her parent's first trip out to see them. They knew all about us, we had driven to Portland to see them a couple of months ago, just after we got back from the wedding in England. "Lizzie, it's me." "..." "I'm putting you on speaker," and she fumbled with her phone before placing it on the table. "Where have you been, I've been trying to call you since yesterday." "I had an important test yesterday and I put the phone on silent and I forgot about it. I'm at the cabin. Why didn't you let me know they were coming?" "Because I didn't know, dad told me as they were pulling out of the drive yesterday. It's a last minute thing and it's supposed to be surprise as they missed your birthday last month." "You didn't tell them anything about Michael or the girls did you?" I asked, "Do you know when they thought they would get here?" "Hi Michael, I think dad was hoping that they would get in to Denver either this evening or early tomorrow and spend the weekend with Zoe. He only told me in case I knew if Zoe was away. I was so shocked that I missed the chance to say she was away and my idiot husband just blurted out that 'I'm sure she would love to see you'. He's sulking in his den as we speak!" I laughed and Zoe punched my arm again. "It's not funny, what are we going to do," Zoe whimpered. "We are just going to have to tell them the truth," I said. "Do we have to, I'll go back with Bree and we don't have to tell them anything." "Zoe, we will all be here for you," Sally said as she gave her a hug. Zoe pick up the phone and switched off the speaker. She stood up and walked away talking animatedly. Sally and Mila looked at me, and I looked back at them. There was a long silence before it was broken when Sally asked me, "Is it as serious as Zoe thinks?" I held out my empty coffee mug and Mila topped it up. I thought about my answer and then said, "It could be. I know that her religion is an important aspect of her life, you know how she loves it when we join her in church on a Sunday. We had a long discussion about our different approaches to religion on our trip. She was surprised when I told her I believed but I was a high days and holidays Christian. But I understand that for most of her family, their religion is the most important thing in their lives. And they live their lives according to its rules. And Zoe living in what they will see as a sinful relationship is not going to go down well with her parents." The girls nodded and I knew what they were thinking because I was thinking the same. Religion for us was important but not a life style and the big difference in how religion is imbedded into daily life in the States. The number of churches was one of the first things I'd noticed when we were driving across the country. I used to live in a small village with a population of ten thousand and there were only two churches, one Church of England and one not. A similar town I'd seen over here had eight churches. "Is she going to be ok?" Mila questioned. "I hope so," I replied, "We just need to let her know that we all love her and we support whatever decision she makes." "I know you do and will," Zoe said from the doorway. She came over and sat on my lap and buried her face in my chest. Her muffled voice said, "Lizzie is right, I can't carry on hiding the most important people in my life from my family." She wriggled around so she was sitting more comfortably on my lap. The doorbell rang and Mila hurried off to let Bree in. Zoe continued, "I just called my mother, they are changing their plans and will be staying at the hotel in Evergreen. They should get here later tonight. I've not explained much other than I'm staying close by with some very good friends and I want them to meet you." Mila shook her head, "Zoe, you know I love you but in this case you need to count me out. I could be the straw that breaks the camel's back. I think it'll be simpler all around if I'm just Sally's niece who's on a 'workcation' to the States while your parents are here." Zoe's face was a mixture of disappointment and relief as she nodded in agreement. She held her arms out to Mila and they hugged, "Thank you," she said. "I think the idea of me being Michael and Sally's partner may already be a step too far for them. Adding you into the mix could be catastrophic." For the rest of the day she was on tenterhooks waiting for her parents to call and say that they'd arrived. It took all of us to keep her calm. The call came at nine-thirty that evening and she agreed as they were tired from the drive she would meet them tomorrow morning and bring them back to the cabin to meet the rest of us. She was a nervous wreck by the time Sally and I managed to get her settled down in bed. She clung to the pair of us all night making cute little snuffling noises in her sleep. We saw her off in the morning, she was meeting up with her parents for lunch and some shopping and a little local sightseeing before she brought them back to the cabin for dinner with us. She was rather conservatively dressed than usual, which didn't surprise me considering the conversation we'd had the night before. She'd taken her engagement ring off and given it to me for safe keeping. "Hold this for me until they've gone, that way I know it's safe," She said. Zoe loved her parents and they loved her back. She grew up in a happy but strict household. Her father came from a very religious extended family and was an Elder of his church. He expected the same religion and moral standards from his family that he measured himself against. Ralph, Zoe's eldest sister's husband had regularly attended their church. But ultimately they had come into conflict with Anthony over what Anthony saw as Ralph's liberal interpretation of the churches rules. They had moved to Portland to get away. It seemed that her mother had pushed her father into making the trip to 'bury the hatchet' as she missed her grandchildren. Her other sister was married to the son of one of the churches elders and seemed very happy. Zoe had found living with her father's restrictions difficult and so she had taken the opportunity to move away when she was accepted as a medical student far from home. The Range Rover pulled up in front of the cabin as the sun dipped below the hills and the three of us went out to meet Zoe and her parents. Zoe stood with her mother and father. He was a tall rugged stern looking man in his early sixties, her mother was a beautiful older version of my elfin girl. She turned to us and said, "Michael this is my mother Katarina and my father Anthony. Mum, Dad I'd like you to meet Professor Michael Fitzpatrick and his wife Sally." We smiled and Sally said, "And this young lady is Mila, my niece who's staying with us." I shook hands with her father and her mother tilted her face for an air kiss. "Call me Kata," her mother told us. Sally and Mila gave both of them a hug. We exchanged greetings and we led them into the cabin. I had laid a fire in the fireplace in the lounge and we settled down in its warm glow to talk until dinner was ready. Kata said, "Zoe's been telling us how you met in the restaurant and how you came to her rescue at the hospital, and you drove her all the way here after all her bags and Id were stolen." "Hmm, yes, well it was the least I could do." I said. I gave Zoe a long look but she carefully avoided my eyes. "It was the start of a close friendship, we bonded on the trip and Zoe's become a member of our family. She has her own room for when she stays over." No lies passed my lips, I was just economical and rather inventive with my description of Zoe's relationship with us. I missed Zoe's shake of her head when I offered Anthony and Ruth an alcoholic drink. "Can I offer you a drink, we've got some nice Californian wine, or would you prefer something stronger. I think I'll have a single malt, can I interest you Anthony? It's a single cask reserve from Glenrothes." Oh crap, strike one: "I'm afraid we don't imbibe in strong alcohol," he said. "Good God, my local vicar would have kittens if I didn't offer him a whisky," I said jokingly. Oh double crap, strike two: "and we don't take the Lord's name in vain." I looked around the room desperately for some help. Zoe said, "Dad, it's a bit different in England, they have a bit more colourful use of the English language than we do. He doesn't mean anything by it." "I'm sorry," I said adding a hint of a long forgotten Irish accent. "I grew up in Northern Ireland as a child and the language there was most definitely more colourful." Mila said, "We've got soft drinks or fruit juice if you like that." "Let me get them," I said, "I need to check in dinner," and retreated to the kitchen. Zoe followed me. "Zoe, a little help here could have been useful." I whispered. "Maybe a heads up on their thoughts on alcohol and the rest. Is there anything else we should know?" "My father thinks that the man is the master of the house hold. It's probable wise not to mention the fact that Sally was married when you were together or that she divorced Clive to marry you. And please don't forget to ask dad to say a prayer before we eat." While she was talking she was placing bottles of water, soft drinks and juice on a tray. She was shaking and I pulled her to me and gave her a big hug. "Zoe, regardless of what happens I won't stop loving you, neither will Sally or Mila." She looked at me and a brief smile flickered across her face. "Thank you, I love you so much." She headed back into the lounge with the drinks and with Sally, I checked on the food. It was almost time to put the beef Wellington into the oven. The starter of asparagus and Palma ham was already plated and waiting to be placed on the table. I looked at the bottles of Chateauneuf du Pape I'd opened earlier to breath and honestly wondered if I'd wasted my money. I placed the wellington in the oven and checked on the roast potatoes. The French beans and the broccoli were ready for the steamer. Sally and Kata were standing at the window looking across the still part frozen lake. It was a clear night and a full moon was hovering above the hills. Sally was pointing out the lights of Daniel's place on the far shore. "Daniels a famous author, Alex Peterson. I'm reading his latest at the moment." "I like his books," Katarina said. "He and his wife Mia will be joining us at the restaurant tomorrow night." Zoe, Mila and Anthony sat near the fire and Mila was explaining how she and I had worked together for several years. "The boss is the finest radiologist I've ever worked with. The best department head, and throws a great party, don't you boss." I walked over to them, "I have been known to on occasion," I said. "Anthony, dinner will be ready in fifteen minutes." "Call me Tony please," he said. "So Mila here has been telling me you were a past president of The Royal College of Radiologists and you've recently retired." "True, I've retired from my post in the NHS, but I'm on a two year teaching post at the University hospital." "Dad, what he's not telling you is that he's the Professor Emeritus for the radiology department and he's very good at patching up your daughter when she puts her arm through a pane of glass." She held out her arm to her father. I must admit I was pleased with my work, there was only the faintest of scars. Sally called us to the table and we sat down. I remembered Zoe's suggestion and asked her father to say grace. I had opened a bottle of cloudy bay and Tony and Katarina said yes to half a glass. The main course was a success and we got through the rest of the meal with only a few small gaffs. In fact it was quite pleasant, other than the brief hiccup when Mila mentioned staying with Sally and Clive when she was training. Sally had to admit she'd been married before but she gave the impression that it had been over long before we were a couple. I suppose that was true in a convoluted way. Tony was rather cold to us for a while before he settled down again. The evening ended pleasantly and Zoe drove them back to their hotel. She was back in half an hour and we just collapsed in front of the fire and finished off the wine left over from the dining table. We opened another bottle and Zoe sat on my lap and hugged me tightly. "Don't forget you all agreed to go to church with me and my parent's tomorrow morning," she reminded us. "We won't forget. Well, that went as well as we could expect," I said. "Though Mila what part of don't mention Sally's divorce did you not understand?" She grinned at me, "Hey in my defence I never mentioned the 'D' word. Nor was I the one who took the Lord's name in vain." I grinned back at her. A Most Unusual Romance Pt. 04 "No," Sally said, "That's true. What you did say was how much you'd enjoyed living with me and Clive when you were training. And who's Clive? Ohh, he's Sally's ex-husband." She looked at her niece in exasperation. Zoe said, "The trouble is I hate the necessity to lie to my parents. I love all of you, and it doesn't usually worry me who knows." "Zoe, if you want to tell them, then we are all here for you." "I know, and what I do know is I want you all to love me tonight." "God, she's getting demanding isn't she," Mila complained. The rest of the night was spent in various combinations on my very large bed with one very interesting side foray into the shower. In the morning Zoe dragged herself out of my arms and into the shower. "Why in god's name did we agree to go with Zoe to church this morning," I moaned. "Shut up," groaned Sally and she pulled the pillow over her head. Mila just rolled over and made pathetic whimpering sounds. I literally crawled into the shower and stood under the falling water. Zoe took a sponge and washed my back. Sally appeared and peed before joining us in the shower. "We've got an hour before the service," Sally muttered. "There's no chance Mila's going to make it, and we've got to pick up Tony and Kata" "Leave her in bed," I said. "Zoe you take the Sport and pick up your parents and take them to the church. We'll take the Aston and meet you there." Zoe nodded and left Sally and me in the shower. Zoe, the darling that she is, had switched on the coffee maker and poured several glasses of orange juice. We made it to the church moments before Zoe pulled up. We greeted them and said hallo to the pastor before making our way into the church. I know I said I'm not very religious but there is something about a good church service that is up-lifting, and this was a particularly good service. We stood in the car park wrapped up against the chill wind and confirmed the time we would meet this evening. Zoe was going to spend the day with her parents and they were going to meet up with Bree for lunch. Sally and I got back to the cabin and rousted Mila from her bed. We spent the rest of the day puttering about. I called Daniel and confirmed the dinner reservation with him. When I rang off I remembered I'd forgotten to give them the heads up on Zoe's parents. No problem I thought I'd catch them before they met this evening. Our table was booked for eight o'clock and we were waiting in the bar half an hour earlier. Zoe and her parents arrived on time but Sally got a text from Mia to say the she and Daniel were running late and they'd be there in fifteen minutes. "Problems with the baby sitter," she read off the screen of her phone. We were seated at our table by the time they arrived. "This is nice," Mia said after the introductions had been made, and we had ordered our food. "For once Zoe, you and I aren't the token Americans at a table of Brits. Which means Michael and Daniel can't dominate the conversation with stories of obscure British sports." Daniel gave his wife a long suffering grin, "Hey there's nothing obscure about cricket or rugby." Zoe's father looked bemused, "I've seen rugby, and it looks a bit like our football." "No dad, please don't encourage them." "Shush peaches," he said. Peaches I mouthed at Zoe and she glared at me and her father. "But what's cricket?" He asked. Zoe buried her head in her arms and Mia groaned. Sally said, "Michael Fitzpatrick not another word about sport tonight or you're sleeping in the spare bedroom tonight." "And that goes for you as well Daniel Davidson," Mia said. I replied, "That a cruel and unfair punishment, I'm not sharing a bed with him, he snores." "I don't," he said indignantly. "Idiots," Sally snorted. We were saved from further character assassination by the arrival of our first course. The food was great and we kept the conversation rolling along as the various plates arrived full and left empty. Katarina shyly pulled out a battered copy of Daniels last book and asked him to sign it. He did but promised to give Zoe a set of signed hardbacks to send to her. The waiter was serving coffee when disaster finally struck. It was like relentless tidal wave that just kept coming. Mia turned to Zoe and said, "Have you decided on the date for the wedding yet. We want to make sure Daniels literary agent has the dates so she can plan his book signings around it." The table fell completely silent. Zoe's mouth was opening and closing but there was no sound. Her father went white and tight lipped. Her mother kept looking back and forth between Zoe and Mia. Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'd forgotten to warn them not to say anything. Mia looked confused at the reaction to her question and came to the wrong conclusion. "Oh no, don't tell me that you and Michael have decided not to get married, I'm so sorry Zoe." Could it get any worse, shit yes, of course it could. "Does that mean you are going to change your plans Mila?" Tony said in a quiet but penetrating tone, "Do I understand that you and my daughter are planning to get married, are you sleeping with her?" Zoe firmly replied, "Yes to both of those dad. Sally and Michael are my lovers and he's asked me to marry him, and I've said yes." She was sitting next to Mila and she took her hand. "And Mila's part of it as well. I have three lovers and I'm the happiest I've ever been and probably ever will be." "But he's already married, aren't you?" Kata said to me obviously struggling to understand what was happening around her. "I am." "We were married in January in England." Sally added. "Michael and Zoe will get married over here" "Enough!" her father said. "This will not happen, no daughter of mine will live in sin in a godless mockery of a marriage." He made to stand up. "Wait," I said holding up a hand. "You may not like this but I love your daughter just as much as I love Sally and Mila. We will get married with or without your permission." "Never with my permission," he said. "Come Katarina we will go." "Dad I'll get the car..." "No, we can get a taxi." He turned and walked away, Katarina hurrying to catch up. He paused by the reception desk to order a taxi. Zoe went over and tried to talk to him. I went to go to her but Sally stopped me. "You need to let them talk," she said. Zoe was left standing on her own as the taxi pulled away, her shoulders shook as she sobbed uncontrollably. Sally and Mila pulled her into their arms. After a few moments Zoe held her hand out to me and I took it and wrapped my arms protectively around her. "Why does he hate me so much?" she said to us. "I'm not sure he hates you, Love," I said. "I'm pretty sure it's because he doesn't feel he can control you anymore. You're no longer his dutiful daughter." Mia was standing behind us looking distraught, "I'm so sorry; I thought Zoe's parents knew all about you." Zoe held her arms out to her and the pair of them hugged and cried. Zoe said, "It's not your fault, I really should have told them earlier, but I was too much of a coward." I headed back to the table to sort out the check. Daniel stopped me. He said, "Don't worry, I've settled the check, let's get Zoe home. Sally and Mila drove the Vogue back, and I drove Zoe in the sport. Daniel and Mia following us in their car. Zoe sat quietly in her seat as we drove out of town. I reached out to her and she clasped my hand with hers. "Zoe, no matter what, just remember that we all love you," I told her. She part turned in her seat to face me. "We are going to be ok, aren't we?" We arrived before I could formulate a suitable answer. We all got out of the various vehicles and headed into the warmth. I let the others go ahead, stopping Mia in the lobby, "Do you think you can stay and help us with Zoe. This has really hurt her. I think she would benefit from your expertise. Are you ok for time?" "Don't worry," she said. "We called the baby sitter from the car. She's fine if she has to stay the night. We can stay as late as we need to. It's not really my field, but I'll do what I can. I do feel responsible for what happened." "That's good, she's putting a brave face on it, but I know she's hurting." I stoked the fire and soon the flames were flickering giving the room a cosy feel. Mila was fussing around in the kitchen making a big pitcher of margaritas. I grabbed a couple of tumblers from the drinks cupboard and poured Daniel and myself a generous slug of brandy. "Cheers mate," he said as he sipped appreciatively. He let his breath out. "Shit, this is the good stuff." There was something I needed to do, so I went up to my bedroom. On my return Daniel and I joined the ladies in the lounge. Sally moved over so there was a space beside Zoe for me to sit on the sofa in front of the fireplace. Mia sat on her other side and was talking quietly to her, her arm around her shoulders. Mia was saying, "Zoe if you want to talk anymore we can meet at any time you want." "Thank you Mia. I'm glad it's all come out, I'm tired of trying to pretend to my parents that I'm something I'm not. Can I call you tomorrow?" Zoe looked at me, with her red-rimmed eyes and attempted to smile. "Well that went well, didn't it? I guess by now I've been labelled as a Jezebel by my family and my church." "Possibly, but in any case that just makes you more adorable to me. I've always wanted a fallen woman to warm my bed." A smile flickered across her lips, "Does that come with any extra bed privileges I can claim?" "Zoe, we are your family and we will always be here for you." I held out my hand to her. Her engagement ring sat in my palm. The diamond glistening in the flickering firelight, "This is yours and I never want you to take it off again." She held out a shaky hand and I slid the ring back where it belonged. She held her hand up for all of us to see. "I'm never taking it off again," she announced. She stood up and looked around the room. "I have a family, they are all here in this room and they are the best family in the world." A Most Unusual Romance Pt. 04 She called us in tears that first night, tears of happiness. Her father had greeted her with open arms. He had realised as he lay in his hospital bed that he'd been foolish and wanted her forgiveness. He told her he wanted to meet the rest of the family but had been too embarrassed to ask us to come. She had spent most of the past two weeks at her family home reconnecting with family and close family friends. We had agreed to visit them on our return to the States. She and Siobhan had flown in early this morning. We'd picked her up from Heathrow. We hugged and kissed and she had fallen asleep on the drive back to Oxfordshire. Both mother and daughter were exhausted from the red-eye flight, so we'd tucked them both up in bed before the rest of us headed out to support the village cricket team. Both teams were a man short so Tony had offered to play for the opposition and Dave for the home team. And so, yes, that does bring us up to date. Except...Howzat came the call from the pitch and Tony was bouncing up and down gesturing at the umpire and Dave was shaking his head. I'll leave it to your imagination as to the outcome of the match. Me, I'm off to the pub!