JC: William Redman Carter Noble Savage Chapter 49 By Lazlo Zalezac Copyright (C) Lazlo Zalezac, 2005 Feeling happy about having delivered bonus checks to everyone earlier that day, Juanita entered the break room and looked around at her co-workers. None of them seemed to be too happy. Sandra had her arms crossed tightly below her breasts. Barbara was idly playing with her coffee cup with a frown on her face. Donna was hunched over with her clasped hands held between her thighs. Amanda was grasping her folding white cane with white finger tips. Curious, Juanita asked, “What’s the matter?” “William gave me a ten thousand dollar bonus for my work in Seattle,” Sandra said. There was a hint of anger in her voice and her body language conveyed irritation. “I know. I wrote the check,” Juanita said with a smile. Seeing Sandra’s reaction, she frowned. Confused by the apparent anger, she asked, “Wasn’t it good enough?” “It was too much! I was just doing my job,” Sandra said in protest. Shrugging her shoulders, Juanita said, “He appreciated the fact that you went the extra distance for him.” “Well I don’t want his money,” Sandra declared. “What would you rather have?” “I’d rather have him throw me over a table and take me like a man takes a woman,” Sandra declared. She looked around the room to see if anyone had a problem with what she said. Laughing at the way Sandra had phrased her answer, Juanita said, “Is that all? Don’t worry about that. You’ll get your turn with him. Each of us will.” “What do you mean?” Donna asked sitting up straight in her chair. She put her clasped hands on the table and looked at Juanita with her full attention. Taking a seat, Juanita said, “I grew up around the Carters. My mother would go visit Ed Biggers about once every six months. She’d come home with a grin that would last her until her next visit. All of their staff was sleeping with them.” “You’re kidding,” Amanda said shocked that someone would talk that way about her own mother. She put her folded cane down on the table and turned to face in the direction of Juanita. “Not at all.” “What about your father? Wasn’t he suspicious?” Juanita sat back in her chair and said, “My father was head over heels for Kelly Carter. He went up there with my mother. He would sleep with Kelly while my mother was busy with Ed.” “You’re kidding,” Amanda said unable to believe it. “Not at all. Everyone knew about it, because everyone was doing it,” Juanita said dismissing the objection with a wave of her hand that Amanda would never be able to see. “Our town had more multiple marriages and open marriages than any other town in America. I can’t wait to get back to Arizona. I’m figuring on having two husbands and a wife.” There were too many things in Juanita’s explanation that sparked Barbara’s curiosity. She chose the most obvious question and asked, “So why isn’t William doing his bit with us?” “He’s so in love with Lucy that he doesn’t even see us. She’ll push him into sleeping with us soon enough,” Juanita said with calm assurance. “Who? Lucy?” Barbara asked. “Yes. She’s a Carter woman if I’ve ever seen one,” Juanita answered. That fit with what William had said at lunch in Seattle. Sandra said, “William told us that Lucy was pushing him to love the women who were in love with him.” “That’s right,” Donna said, “The weird thing is that he was rather puzzled about who loved him and what she meant by loving us back.” Upset by the suggestion that a wife would send her husband off to service other women, Amanda said, “She’s his wife!” Juanita looked over at the blind woman and asked, “What’s the matter, Amanda?” “She’s his wife. She shouldn’t be trying to get him laid by other women,” Amanda declared. The Hispanic woman took Amanda’s hand and held it in hers. In a very soft voice, she said, “There are times when I envy Lucy. That woman receives more love from William than any woman receives from any other man. She is his one true love. He loves her with his whole heart, body, and soul. He has dedicated his life to making her happy.” Juanita started rubbing Amanda’s hand with soft gentle strokes. Amanda shifted feeling a little uncomfortable while Juanita continued, “He could sleep with all of us and still give Lucy more love than you can imagine. He could be in love with all of us and his love for her would grow even that much more. She’s the luckiest woman in the world.” “You have to understand how the Carters view love. Love to them isn’t a commodity to be traded or brokered. It isn’t to be hoarded. It is to be given away freely and without condition. They give themselves to each other with their full heart and soul. The really amazing thing is that the more they give, the more they have to give,” Juanita said while punctuating each sentence with a kiss on a knuckle on Amanda’s hand. A small shiver went through Amanda’s body as the thought of protesting briefly flitted through her mind. “Sometimes, when you watch them around other people it is almost frightening. You think to yourself that no one can love that much. Then they turn to you and it is like being hit with a spot light. You’re blinded by the intensity of their love. Your heart beats rapidly, your palms sweat, and your knees get weak,” Juanita said continuing her little kisses. Turning Amanda’s hand over, Juanita started tracing little circles in the center of her palm. The sensation tickled and nearly drove Amanda out of her mind. Juanita continued, “My mother says that all of the Carter men have an infinite capacity for love. William is no different. Each of you has already felt it and he wasn’t even consciously paying attention to you. When he does look at you with desire, you’ll be wet between the legs and panting like a bitch in heat.” Barbara and Sandra were leaning forward, stiff nipples tenting their tops, watching Juanita’s treatment of Amanda’s hand. With an expression of curiosity, Donna was leaning forward watching Juanita. Sandra said, “Lucy wasn’t raised a Carter.” Releasing Amanda’s hand, Juanita leaned back in her chair. Amanda ran her other hand over the hand that had just been released. Smiling, Juanita said, “All of the Carter women are strong and sexy. You will never meet a stronger woman than a Carter woman. The most important thing to understand is that they are smart, really smart. Lucy is no exception.” “I’ll admit that she’s smart. She understands mathematics that makes my head spin just looking at it,” Barbara said. “That’s just smart. Lucy is very smart. She will let William love and express his love for other women because the alternative is even worse. She doesn’t want to love a man who could allow other people to be hurt because he ignores or rejects their love for him. If she allowed him to reject us, then it would eventually cripple his ability to love her,” Juanita explained. Giving a soft smile as she anticipated the consequences of Lucy’s actions, she added, “Yes, Lucy will press him to pay attention to us because she’s very smart.” While Juanita was discussing matters with her coworkers, Lucy was straddled on William enjoying a nice slow session of love making. She leaned over and held a firm ripe breast with a hard nipple just out of reach of William’s mouth. He struggled to reach it with his tongue. She giggled and lowered it to his waiting mouth. William worked her nipple through a gentle orgasm. When Lucy settle back, William said, “I missed you so much.” “I missed you, too,” she replied enjoying the warmth from her orgasm. “I really missed you at night. I kept waking and thinking that you were supposed to be in bed beside me,” William said. He ran a hand across her chest, pausing slightly to caress each breast. “Why didn’t you have Sandra sleep with you?” “She’s not you,” William said absently. His eyes were drinking in the sight of her body. He shivered and said, “You are so beautiful.” “She’s a woman and she loves you,” Lucy said. Getting irritated by the continued insistence of Lucy to fix him up with women, he said, “I’ll believe that when she tells me that to my face.” “Will you make love to her when she does tell you that?” Lucy asked getting even more turned on. It wasn’t the conversation that was turning her on, but his touches. William grabbed her and twisted around so that she ended up under him without ever losing penetration. Easing into her, he grunted, “Do you want me to?” “Yes, I want you to do that,” Lucy said as another shudder of pleasure rippled through her body. This was their sixth time in two days since he had returned from Seattle. As pleasurable as his attention was to her, she was beginning to get sore. She had no doubt that he would want to take her again that afternoon and again that evening. Confused, he asked, “Why?” Lucy tightened her hold of him and wrapped her legs around his butt. Feeling another orgasm sneaking up on her, she answered, “Because I know that you will love me even more afterwards.” Thrusting harder as his orgasm approached, William gave up talking and concentrated on pleasuring his wife. He wanted to ensure that she came one more time and at the same time as he did. His efforts paid off. She cried out and hugged him tightly while he released deep within her. As always, it seemed to both of them that their souls merged together. Only this time, it was as though something was held back on her part. She knew what it was and knew that it was up to her to correct that problem. “Amanda, meet me in the break room,” Lucy announced upon entering the office. She turned to lock the door without even looking to see if Amanda was doing what she had ordered. Uncertain, Amanda fidgeted around for a moment. It sounded to her like Lucy was upset about something. She waited until hearing the lock on the door click before deciding to head to the break room. Afraid of what Lucy was going to say, she made her way down the hall. Lucy was already ahead of her in the hallway stopping at each door to tell her co-workers to meet in the break room. Amanda made her way to the break room and sat down in her normal chair. She folded her collapsible cane. She nervously fiddled with it giving her something to do with her hands. The sounds of others joining her in the break room didn’t help decrease her anxiety. Walking to the head of the table, Lucy pulled out a chair and sat down. She took a moment to look at each of the women gathered around the table. Convinced that they were five of the most beautiful women she had ever seen, she found it hard to believe that William was totally immune to their charms. Frowning, she said, “My husband, William Redman Carter, is the most brilliant individual I’ve ever met. He’s insightful and observant. He picks up the most miniscule clues that tell him volumes about the relationships among people. He’s never wrong, except where it concerns him. He’s totally blind to how people view him.” Lucy paused to look around the room. Watching Amanda, she said, “If you love him, you will have to tell him. He’ll never realize it otherwise. Once you tell him, he will return your love.” Never sure what her face showed other people about what she was thinking; Amanda had gotten into the habit of holding her hand in front of her mouth in an attempt to hide her thoughts. Upon hearing Lucy’s announcement, her hand flew to cover her mouth. Hope battled with despair and after a minute the two emotions declared a stalemate. From behind her hand, she asked, “What are you telling us?” “I’m telling you to tell William that you love him. He will love you back and make love to you if that is what you want,” Lucy answered. “Why are you doing this?” Amanda didn’t realize that her shaking hand was broadcasting what was in her mind far louder than the expression on her face hidden behind the hand. Smiling, Lucy answered, “So that all of us will be happier.” Despite the words of Juanita earlier that afternoon, Barbara asked, “Why would it make you happier?” “It’s tearing me apart to see all of you so miserable. There are times when I look at William and all I see is the unhappiness that he is causing you,” Lucy answered. She had not believed it when Kelly had said that she would feel that way. Juanita smiled and said, “You are truly a Carter woman.” Raising an eyebrow, Lucy understood it for the complement that it was. She didn’t know how to react, so she just said, “Thank you.” The women sat around the table looking at each other with the exception of Amanda who was nervously playing with her cane. The silence dragged on long past the point of discomfort; it had moved into the arena of hostile. Unable to take it any more, Donna asked, “What do you want?” “I want to know who’s first so that I know where to send William,” Lucy answered. “Oh, that’s easy,” Barbara said. Sandra, Juanita, and Donna all nodded their heads in agreement. “Who?” Sandra said, “Amanda.” “Of course,” Barbara said while watching the folded white cane skitter across the tabletop. Amanda had been so surprised by Sandra’s answer that she had flipped the cane out of her hand. Lucy grabbed the cane when it went past and held it out. Donna took the cane and put it into Amanda’s hand. The poor girl was speechless and didn’t know what to say. She sputtered and then shut up while hiding her mouth behind her hand. Rising out of her chair, Lucy said, “I’ll tell William that he is to come here and talk to Amanda. Amanda, you will be prepared to tell William how you feel about him.” “But I couldn’t do that,” Amanda protested. “Why?” “He’s married,” she answered. Smiling at the mention of the obvious, Lucy said, “I know. I’m his wife.” “But I’d be wrecking your home,” Amanda said. Her head darted from side to side as if hoping someone would say something to help her. Rather than leave as planned, Lucy decided that it was going to take some time to convince Amanda that it was okay if she gave William an honest statement of her feelings for him. She sat down and folded her hands in front of her. In as serious of a voice as she could manage, she said, “Please explain how you would become a home wrecker.” “When his wife learns…,” Amanda started and then stopped in obvious confusion. She tried starting over, “When you learn…” “I already know,” Lucy said. “I’m confused,” Amanda said wondering how to convey that Lucy would be hurt when she learned of his betrayal of her. Juanita took Amanda’s hand and said, “Lucy is a very smart woman.” Amanda sniffed and said, “I just don’t understand how she can give him permission to sleep with other women.” Tempted to suggest that very little sleeping would be going on, Lucy fought hard to control her desire to joke. In a very serious tone of voice, she said, “Maybe it is because I care about your happiness, too.” The announcement brought stunned silence around the table. All of them had been thinking of William and their feelings towards him. All of them thought of Lucy as his wife and worried about her possible reaction to their feelings for William. None had thought about how she felt about them. The idea that she could care enough about them to allow them a moment of happiness in the arms of her husband was shocking. Barbara was the first to speak. “Are you bisexual?” “No,” Lucy answered surprised by the question. “So you aren’t interested in us sexually?” Sandra asked. “Not at all,” Lucy answered. Amanda was silent while thinking about what Lucy had said. Juanita had been slowly seducing her with little caresses and kisses to her hand, but Lucy’s words hit her like a bolt of lightning. William treated her with respect and never made an issue of her being blind. He accommodated her disability, but treated her with the same respect as the other women. Lucy, though, had slipped beneath her notice. She’d never given any thought about how Lucy treated her. Throat tight with emotions, Amanda asked, “What am I supposed to do?” “Tell William how you feel,” Lucy answered. Telling William how she felt would be tough. Telling Lucy would be even tougher. Amanda said, “Okay.” The women were still sitting around the table in the break room long after Lucy returned home. Looking over at Amanda, Juanita said, “I guess I lost you to Lucy.” Not realizing that Juanita was talking to her, Amanda was silent. She was busy trying to untangle her feelings towards William and Lucy. A nudge from Donna brought her back to the room. She asked, “What?” “Juanita was talking to you,” Donna said and then realized that there was no way for Amanda to have known that. “Oh, sorry. I was lost in my thoughts,” Amanda said. “I just said that I lost you to Lucy.” “Lost me?” Amanda asked confused. Juanita said, “You would have made a great wife. Our husbands would have really enjoyed being with you.” “Me? Our husbands?” Amanda said feeling as if she had stepped into the Twilight Zone. For years, no one had paid attention to her. Then, in one day her entire world had turned upside down. In one afternoon, she’d had expressions of affection given her by a woman and promised that the man she was madly in love with would return her love. It was too much to believe. “Yes, you. You’re a beautiful woman and would make a great wife,” Juanita said looking down at the table. “Beautiful? Me?” “Oh, yes,” Barbara said. Donna looked around the room puzzled at what she was hearing. Unable to hold back, she asked, “Is everyone in here a Lesbian except me?” “No one in here is a Lesbian. Sandra, Juanita, and I are bisexual. I’m not sure about Amanda,” Barbara answered looking at Donna. “I’m not sure about me, either,” Amanda said. Shaking her head, Donna said, “Bisexual means that you aren’t brave enough to admit that you like women rather than men.” “I’ve never been with a man or a woman,” Amanda said. She adjusted her cheap sunglasses and added, “But I’m very confused about what I feel at the moment.” After glancing at Barbara, Sandra leaned forward and said, “Bisexuals are not closet homosexuals who won’t commit to their own gender or heterosexuals who won’t commit to the opposite gender. We are people who enjoy sex with both men and women. For us, it is impossible to choose one gender over the other. We are attracted to both.” “I don’t understand,” Donna said sitting back in her chair while looking around the table.