Still a little perplexed about the proceedings, I waited where Kaelen had left me, watching as he, too, undressed and then moved to the bedside table. He was already erect when he returned with lube and sat on the edge of the bed to smooth it over his cock. He looked up at me when he had finished coating himself thickly. I moved to the bed, but he caught my wrist and told me to move in front of him.
Surprised, I did as he asked, leaning forward as he pulled my hips back against him and then placed his palm on my back. I felt him probe me and concentrated on relaxing the muscles, focused on breathing as he entered me slowly by pulling me back onto his cock until I was sitting on his lap. He shifted the two of us back from the edge, hooking my legs on either side of his and finally leaned back, taking me with him.
I let out a gasp as we moved, as I felt the pressure inside of me increase at the position but warmth filled me as he began to caress my breasts, cupping one in each hand and kneading it. With my eyes half closed with pleasure, I watched as Gareth and Chance approached us. They leaned over me as Kaelen squeezed my breasts in offering.
Twin jolts of heat went through me as each of them took a nipple into their mouth and began to tease it. My back already arched by the position Kaelen held me in, I lifted anyway, digging my head against Kaelen’s shoulder.
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while Gareth and Chance tugged at my nipples with their mouths, Kaelen rocked his hips and slowly thrust upward and eased back until I was gasping and moaning with the fire coursing through me from every direction.
“Hold it for me, baby,” Kaelen murmured huskily.
I groaned, uncertain if I could, but I struggled to focus my mind away from the pleasure scouring me, held my breath, gasped as the need for air overcame me. Relief flooded me as Gareth and Chance finally ceased to torment me. Chance climbed on the bed, positioned himself above my face and brushed his cock across my lips. I opened my mouth for him, taking him in excitedly, lifting my head to try to take him completely into my mouth as Kaelen continued the rhythm that was slowly driving me insane.
A jolt went through me as I felt the heat of Gareth’s mouth on my lower belly and then the flick of a tongue over my clit. I jerked. Kaelen spread his legs wider, spreading mine in the process since my legs were still draped over his.
I groaned as Gareth’s mouth began to alternate between tugging at the sensitive bud and sucking it, feeling my body shoot higher, the fire boiling over from my belly to my skin until I felt as if I was burning up. I couldn’t be still, and I couldn’t move. I sucked on Chance’s cock more frantically, until he was groaning as much as I was.
“Just a little more, baby,” Kaelen said, his own voice hoarse now, shaking as he fought to hold on to his control.
I was near to coming despite his insistence when the mouth, thankfully, ceased to tease me. A moment later I felt the head of a cock probing the mouth of my sex.
Kaelen’s arms tightened around me as Gareth thrust, working my juices over his cock until he filled me completely.
I shuddered as he began to move in sync with Kaelen. Chance uttered a choked cry as I tugged and pulled at his cock frantically with my mouth. Groaning, he filled my mouth with his seed.
“Now, baby,” Kaelen gasped harshly, “cum for us.” I uttered a low moan, sucking Chance harder as I came.
I was still gasping and moaning and shuddering as Chance pulled his cock from my mouth, fell sideways, and rolled onto his back. Gareth—I had known it was Gareth, leaned over me, hunching his back to suck at first one nipple and then the other. The heat and tension built inside me again as both of them continued to thrust into me, began to move more quickly and then faster still. I clutched at Gareth, groaned as if I was dying as my body took another leap and exploded with ecstasy. Gareth and Kaelen both shuddered as they felt my body quaking around their members. Kaelen ground his teeth, drove deeply inside me, paused for a heartbeat, and then let out a harsh gasp as he pumped his seed into me. Gareth let go of his own control then, pumping into me hard several times before he, too, came.
A shiver skated over me as I lay sandwiched between Gareth and Kaelen, feeling the last throes of their climaxes even as mine mellowed off. After a few moments, Gareth heaved himself upwards and pulled out of me. Swaying on his feet, he caught my hands and pulled me up until I was sitting upright and could slip my legs from Kaelen’s.
He sat up, lifting me from his lap and settling me again.
I wanted nothing so much as to climb up onto the mattress and collapse, but I made my way to the bathroom and cleaned up. I met Kaelen on my way out. He caught me against him, dipping his head to plant a gusty kiss on my mouth before he let me go.
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Cameron and Dev had moved to the bed and Chance and Gareth to the chairs along the wall. I looked at Cameron and Dev tiredly but climbed up on the bed with them.
The last time, I told myself. Tomorrow I was leaving, and I would never see them again.
They had always been considerate. They merely stroked me lazily until I had recovered from the last bout of sex and then we did three way, and then I reversed and gave Cameron head while Dev drove into me.
The mind was willing but the body was weak. I did three way with Chance and Gareth and then, in the aftermath, simply passed out with exhaustion.
I slept late, and I was alone when I woke.
There was nothing different about that, but Kaelen didn’t come in as he usually did to wake me and bathe me and help me into that god awful torture devise he loved to see me wear. I took a leisurely bath to try to ease some of the soreness from my muscles and finally dressed, packed my bag, and went downstairs.
I had more than half hoped that I would see them before I left, but there didn’t seem to be anyone around. Sighing, trying not to feel badly about it, I left, and got into my car and drove to my mother’s house.
My mother and the girls arrived near noon, which had only given me an hour to mope around the house and feel sorry for myself. As thrilled as I was to see my babies again, their incessant chatter about Kaelen and the playroom and Marion, the nanny, set my teeth on edge. I bore with it the best I could, knowing, or at least hoping, that the thrill would wear off in a few days and I wouldn’t have to try to smile when they told me about the fun they had had at Kaelen’s house.
The third day home I had to fend off their entreaties for me to invite Kael to their house for a visit. I stared at them miserably. “Kael’s mommy probably wouldn’t like for him to come to stay with us,” I said finally.
Alexis stared at me for a moment. “You mean Nanny Marion?”
“No, sweety. Kael’s mommy.”
Alexis frowned. “She’s in heaven, Kael said.” My heart fluttered uncomfortably in my chest. “That’s … so sad for poor little Kael and his daddy,” I managed to say finally, feeling terrible that I was relieved to know Kaelen hadn’t been cheating on his wife when the poor thing was dead.
I felt even worse that I wanted to pump them for more information. I firmly tamped the urge, not just because it was unseemly to probe about something that personal that wasn’t my business, but also because I realized it wasn’t good for me to want to know anything about Kaelen.
I was trying hard not to think about any of them. Asking questions of my daughters was just feeding my addiction.
“You can ask his daddy,” Ashley volunteered.
The urge to cry swept over me. I swallowed against the knot of emotion with an effort. “I don’t work for Kael’s daddy anymore.” Alexis frowned. “I thought he was your friend, Mommy?” I glanced at my mother as she came into the room. “He was … is,” I said hesitantly, trying to feel my way around the landmine. “But he was mostly my boss.
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why he invited you and Grandma to stay at his house for a visit.”
“Well, why don’t you work for him anymore?” Alexis asked.
I couldn’t prevent the blush that colored my cheeks. “It was just a short job, sweetheart. And … uh … I finished. And now I’m going to go find another job. Why don’t we go out in the yard for a little while?” I added, trying to distract them.
They didn’t want to go to play in the yard, but I dragged them outside anyway.
There was a swing hanging from a tree out back that had been there since I was a little girl. The swing wasn’t the same one, of course. That one had long since fallen apart, but it was the same tree, the same limb. They weren’t very enthusiastic about it. Kael had a much better swing, a big one that had several swings and a tower and a seesaw.
The list gave me a headache. “Maybe we’ll get a nice big swing set kind of like Kael’s when we get a place of our own?”
“Daddy’s got a nice big house,” Ashley offered. “Why don’t we go live there?”
“’Cause he’s got another wife, stupid,” Alexis snapped.
“She called me stupid, Mommy!”
“I heard, Ashley. Don’t call your sister stupid, Alexis. That’s not nice. We’re going to get our own house,” I told Ashley firmly,“…without daddy.” There wasn’t a chair nearby, so I sat in the grass after a few minutes. I hadn’t heard anything from my ex since I had gotten home, but I didn’t let them go outside without me or my mother to watch them.
The court day for the hearing had finally been set, and I was looking forward to getting that over with. My lawyer seemed confident that he could get the matter settled quickly and to my advantage. Considering what I was paying him, he had better. I was hoping he could also get the judge to make William cough up child support—which he was supposed to pay regularly and didn’t.
I figured if I could somehow get that, and then get a fairly decent paying job, I could quit mooching off my mother and leave her in peace. I wanted to get something in another city, though. William snatching the girls had demolished what little confidence I had had that I could safely live anywhere near him and have a normal life.
Of course my lawyer had informed me that he would get visitation rights, regardless of who was granted custody so, legally, I wouldn’t be able to go far, but I was hoping I would be able to work something out where he wouldn’t know where I was living and I wouldn’t have to watch the girls like a hawk all the time to keep him from grabbing them.
The cop that had come to take the report hadn’t helped my feelings with that
‘possession being nine tenths’ thing. It seemed to me, whatever the court decided, he could still snatch them away if he was of a mind to do it.
Then
it would be kidnapping, but how much good was it going to do me to have the law on my side if he took them and took off somewhere?
Moving seemed like the best idea. Out of sight, I hoped, out of mind. When my ex got tired of trying to get ‘even’ with me for breathing I could move back so the girls would be able to see their grandmother more regularly.
My lawyer called me a couple of weeks later to inform me that William had withdrawn his petition for custody. I was so stunned I couldn’t take it in. Just like that?
The lawyer was going to do something else to make sure that I was named soul guardian of the children so the question wouldn’t arise again.
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I didn’t see that there was anything he could do about that. I had been granted custody in the divorce and William had challenged it, but I didn’t know anything about legal things so I didn’t argue with him. He had already been paid. He might as well work.
A child support check arrived from William a week after that, which included a healthy percentage of the back support he owed. I nearly fainted when I got that.
I was almost tempted to call William and see if I could find out what was up, but I resisted. I didn’t want to talk him, and I doubted I would be able to get a straight answer from him anyway.
As miserable as I was the first few weeks after my ‘job’ ended, it got worse as time went on, not better. The girls stopped talking about Kael and Kael’s house, but I couldn’t stop thinking about Kael’s daddy, or his uncle, or his cousins.
I found myself scanning the society pages hoping to find some mention of one of them, or maybe a picture. When nothing turned up, I started scanning the legal and financial reports for some mention of one of the many and varied Westmoreland holdings—which I finally realized was the most
seriously
pathetic effort on my part thus far to get any kind of news about them.
It dawned on me after a while that there was really no reason for me to be moping around with my life on hold. The custody situation, as far as I knew, was settled.
William had not only paid back support, but another check arrived the very next week. I still had a little money left over from ‘the job’. I had planned to go to the local technical school for training, but there were technical schools, I reasoned, in other cities.
I started buying newspapers and studying the help wanted ads and listing of apartments for rent.
I was sitting in the yard with the girls one afternoon with newspapers spread all around me when I heard a car out front. My heart instantly seized as it leapt into my mind that it might be William. I stared at the house, listening intently. The front door opened, but I didn’t hear my mother screeching so I relaxed and went back to circling job possibilities.
I didn’t even look up when the back door opened and closed again. “Who was it, Mom?”
Instead of answering, I heard footsteps coming across the yard. Twisting around to see who it was, I felt my heart just stop in my chest.
“Kaelen!” Alexis whooped, diving out of the swing and racing across the yard with Ashley at her heels trying to keep up.
I couldn’t get up. I couldn’t even breathe. Kaelen stopped when the girls collided with him, smiling down at them good naturedly while they bounced around him like frisky puppies demanding to know if he had brought Kael with him.