Full Court Press (16 page)

“Are you getting under here with me.”

“Yeah.” I got up and locked the door. Kari watched me as I got completely undressed. I put our clothes in a chair. I got into bed behind Kari. As soon as my body touched hers my cock jumped to attention. My hard cock poked her in the ass. I wrapped my arms around her and exhaled the scent of her grapefruit flavored shampoo.

Kari pushed her ass back and raised one of her legs. “Mason, rock me to sleep.”

It would be my pleasure. I moved as close as I could and I pushed my evil twin into his favorite place in the galaxy. I glided into her pussy and her wetness gave me a quick bout with Tourette syndrome. “Fuck, shit!!!” Fuck it feels good in this pussy, my pussy.

We both lead there on our sides. I started slowing rocking her with my cock, just like I was in a rocking chair and she was sitting in my lap.

I grabbed her tit and held it. It wouldn’t take me long to explode inside her. Kari was panting. She was making her ha sounds. “Haaaa, ha, haaaaaaa, haaaaa.” Those moans were the sweetest sounding music I ever heard.

Kari placed her hand over mine, the one
that gripped her tit. I was sinking into her creamy quicksand. I knew I was going to jizz in seconds. Kari’s cum-sucking ha’s got louder. I rocked and rolled around her pussy walls and she came all around my cock and squeezed the cum from me. Fuck yes! A tremor shot through my body. There was no need to pull out. I love it inside Kari. I don’t know who fell asleep first but we slept for four hours.

*****

I played with my kids when I got home from work. I didn’t do too much work when I was at work. I just fucked and slept. Everything was resolved with Kari, sort of. I went upstairs to shower and left Tess downstairs washing dishes. When I came out the bathroom Tess was in the bedroom. I was wearing a towel. I found a pair of shorts in the drawer and put them on.

“Mason.” Tess
called out to me and I turned to see her. Oddly now she seems like a stranger to me, someone that I barely knew.

“Yeah.” I sat down on the bed.

“I’m glad you’re back at home. The kids are over the moon.”

“I’m glad I’m back.”
I’ve been back for over a month so where was this coming from?

“I think we should go back to see the therapist.”

“I’m not going to see anyone.” I blow air from my mouth.

“Why not?”

“Because I don’t want to see anybody about anything.”

“Our
issues are not resolved. You moved out on us.”

“I’m back now. So who cares?”

“I care.”

“Do you care?”

“Of course I care.”

“Well maybe you should talk
to a therapist about your feelings. But I am not going to see anybody. That’s your thing.”

“My thing? We’re in a marriage this is our thing. We have to consult with each other on everything.”

“Really, so did you consult with me when you jammed all those pills down your throat?”

I had shocked the shit out of her with that question. I was tired
of tiptoeing around everything.

“What’s wrong with you?”

“Are you seriously asking me that?”

“Yes I am. I don’t know.”
She had the nerve to look seriously perplexed.

“I had an affair.
I fucked somebody. Are you over it? Have you forgiven me?”

“No, not completely.”

“We went to therapy for it and apparently it didn’t do any good.”

“It takes time.”

“I don’t think you ever will and I’m okay with that. I haven’t forgiven you either so we’re even.”

“Forgiven me for what?”

Was she delusional? “For trying to kill yourself. Please keep up.”

“That was an accident.”

“And you call me a liar.”

“It was an accident.”

“If you say that shit one more time I will strangle you.” My intelligence was being tested.

“You have crossed the line. I will call the police.”

“If you call the police on me and I haven’t even touched you, please believe I will put my hands on you before they get here.” I was lying. I would never physically hurt any woman. At least I think that I wouldn’t.

“You asshole.”

“Yes I’m an asshole. I admit it to the world. But my cock shouldn’t have ever dictated your actions. I can live here and be married to you, fuck you and do what I have to do as a husband and father but you have forever changed things between us.”

“How the hell is this my fault?”

“It’s not your fault. I fucked up. It was my fuck up. I hurt you. I get that. But I can’t be accountable for your actions. Before she died my mother told me not to blame myself and at first I did. But now I refuse to be accountable for your actions. No matter what, I always viewed you as the best mother. No matter where I put my cock I never once considered leaving you, divorcing you, never. I was in this shit for the long haul, for better or for worse. I was in this marriage for at least ten or fifteen more years. I loved you regardless of everything. Now I’m here left with the memory of rushing you to the hospital. You never seen me fuck anyone but I saw you almost die in my arms.”

“Mason you--.”

“Tell me now how the hell am I supposed to love you when you don’t even love yourself enough to stay alive for our kids. I may be a cheating lying motherfucker but I would NEVER kill myself.”

“This is why we need therapy.”

“We, what a fucking joke.”

“You know what I did the moment you came home from the hospital?”

“No, what? Tell me since you got so much to say.”

“I watched you
, day in and day out. I had to make sure you wouldn’t try to harm the kids. I was stressed beyond belief wondering if you were going to kill our kids to get back at me or just because you’re crazy.”

“I would never hurt our kids.”

“I never thought you would hurt yourself. Ten years of marriage and we don’t know each other as well as we thought.” My truths were spilling out my mouth in rapid fire.

“I guess not. I didn’t know you would cheat.”

“Oh great we’re back to that. That’s your crutch, my cheating. I hope it holds you up, when everything else has crumbled to ashes.”

“You have turned into an insensitive asshole.”

“Suicide is murder and now I have to live with a person that can take a life without even having the balls to own up to it. If this was all some ploy to keep me, manipulate me, well I wasn’t going anywhere. But now I see you, who you truly are.”

“You started this. Everything was fine before you cheated.”

“Was everything fine?”

“Yes.”

I shrugged. “The question is do you want to be married to me?” I shocked the fuck out of her with that question.

“We took a vow.”

“Fuck the vows. I am here. You are my wife. I am willing to be here and stay here. I am not ever going to therapy. I will work on this marriage only if you want to. Do you want to be married to me?”

“I
don’t know. I hate you.” I could tell she meant it. Two different women tell me they hate me in the same day.

“Great go to
sleep and don’t ever ask me to go to therapy again.” I grabbed a pillow off the bed and marched out the bedroom. It felt good to get that out. I had that balled up inside me for so long I felt like I was going to implode.

I wish I felt the way I used to about Tess. Ev
erything has changed. I wished I loved her like before. Maybe she stopped loving me when she found out I was cheating. I can’t understand her way of thinking. Maybe she can’t understand why I cheated. I can’t explain it. Why would Kari be placed in my life, in my space, in my line of sight? I don’t understand it at all. Why was I so drawn to her? It was so unlike me. It was like I had no control over my actions, no control over my mind and body. I have never acted like this over any other woman in my entire life. I feel like Kari is my life support. If she pulls the plug I will die. It seems to be that I am already brain-dead.

Fuck it, I’m sleeping on the couch.
I feel like I’m the only one trying to hold on to this marriage.

*****

Things slowly were getting back to normal. A few days later Kari was going to meet me at the gym. That day was here and I was ready to see her beautiful smile. I was already at the gym lifting weights. I waited for her to call. My cell vibrated in the spandex holder that was securely strapped around my bicep. I lived for these text messages from my Kari. I removed my cell and read the text. [
I’m here, my dear.
]

I
grabbed my gym bag from the locker room. I made a mad dash pass the two rows of treadmills, the bikes, the juice bar and the front desk check-in. I was out the revolving glass door and in the parking lot within seconds.

I spotted Kari’s Camry right away. It was parked a few spaces from my Range Rover. I reached for the passenger door and it was open. I
hopped into the passenger seat and tossed my gym bag in the backseat.

Kari was smiling her sexy closed mouthed smile. She had all my attention
. My eyes were all over her. She was wearing blue bike shorts and a pink gym tank. I leaned in to kiss her naked lips. Her tongue tastes like pineapples. Kari’s face was always bare when she went to the gym but she usually wore makeup. I noticed this about her when we first started meeting here. Kari is a natural beauty and it didn’t matter to me what she had on her face. I loved her natural complexion and I loved that beautiful bronze color she turned in the summertime.

I savored that kiss until we both had to catch our breath.

“What did you eat? I taste something on your tongue.”

“Yogurt.”

“What kind?”

Kari frowned. “Greek.”

“What flavor?”

“Pineapple, why? Is it gross?”

“Nothing about you is gross. You should know that by now. You are perfect.”

She smiled. “I love you.”

“Yeah I know. Let’s get out of here.”

“Put your seatbelt on.” She commanded with a smirk.

I did as I was told. Kari started the car and pulled out the parking space and out of the XSport Fitness parking lot.

We went to the Hampton
Inn in Naperton. I had booked the room in advance. Maybe I should just purchase an apartment for us to meet. I will have to find one. It makes sense. I spend so much money booking hotels I might as well get an apartment or a condo somewhere. I can surprise Kari with the key once I get it together. She would love that. She would feel more secure. I want her to feel safe with me.

We had a limited amount of things we could do once we got the hotel. Kari was bleeding and she sucked me off but she wouldn’t let me get in her ass. I didn’t know what the big deal was. If I can’t cum in the front door why not cum in the back door? I love her. I don’t care about that stupid ripcord hanging out her pussy. I have to wait two to three
more days to get inside her cream pie. I can wait.

We showered together and she left me in the shower by myself while she did feminine stuff. After a few minutes
I stepped out the hotel bathroom completely naked. I towel dried my body but my hair was still wet. Kari was dressed and sitting on the bed. There was seriousness in her chocolate eyes. I knew something was coming. We spent a lot of time talking. It was like when we first met up at the track, before we started sleeping together.

I didn’t really matter what Kari said. Her voice is still beautiful to my ears even when I dislike the words that hail from her lips.

“I have something to tell you.” She mumbled. I noticed she had removed my clothes from my gym bag and laid them on the unmade bed beside her. She held my eyes as she handed my boxer briefs to me.

I slipped my legs into
my boxer briefs. “What is it?” I tried to sound casual as I put my legs in my sweats and pulled them up to my waist.

“Jack’s divorce is final.”
Kari was staring at me for a reaction.

“Okay.”
I shrugged. Fuck! I’m so tired of hearing his fucking name. “Jack is divorced.” I don’t know why I said it out loud.

“He wants to take our relationship to the next level.”

Fuck! I felt like she just punched me in the balls. “And the next level is what exactly?”

Kari exhaled as if she was the one that needed a breather.
“He’s talking about buying a house, a baby and rings.”

“House, baby
and wedding rings.” I smashed my lips together and shook my head. “He’s offering you everything you want. So where does that leave me? Where does that leave us?”

“I don’t know. I’m so confused.
”

“So he wants to marry you?”
I grabbed my t-shirt off the bed and pulled it over my head.

“Yeah
he’s talking marriage but not right this minute. I mean he just got divorced and there’s no engagement ring or date or anything like that.”