Rocky drove back to his little apartment thinking about Carrie's parting words. Amazingly, he didn't doubt her sincerity at that moment, but the problem seemed beyond any solution he could think of. Not only did she have an insatiable sexual hunger ... that hunger included the desire for women. Could she control her urges? Could she tell the truth? It saddened Rocky when he realized that he still didn't know if he could ever trust her again.
Rocky fell into bed at midnight. It had been a long day and the workout with Carrie had put a capper on it. He woke up at six the next morning, vaguely aware that while his sleep had been good, it was nowhere near as excellent as it had been the night before. That thought led to him to wondering about how it would feel to wake up in the morning snuggled up to Maria. He smiled at the thought; without anyone telling him he just knew that Maria was a snuggle bunny. His first wife had liked to sleep close; Carrie, on the other hand, didn't want to be touched while she slept, unless it was her idea to snuggle.
Rocky hopped out of bed and headed for the shower, hoping the pelting water would clear all the confusing thoughts out of his head. He felt guilty for thinking about Maria and that made him angrier with Carrie. He realized that it was irrational, but damn it, he wouldn't be thinking about another woman if Carrie had not been cheating. Or was Carrie's fling with Amy just a convenient excuse for him to lust after Maria? Rocky sighed as he stepped from the shower and started toweling off. He was determined not to become involved with Maria on any level besides friendship, but this was one instance where doing the right thing sucked.
Rocky knocked on Maria's kitchen door at eight-thirty. He had to wait about thirty seconds before she answered it.
"You don't have to knock, Rocky, just come on in," she greeted him with that sweet smile and a light hug. "I'll be ready in ten minutes, coffee's on and Amanda is in the living room dying of impatience."
Rocky nodded, not trusting himself to speak. Her standing there in that black embroidered robe made him forget everything he had resolved that morning. The absolute worst thing about it was not that she looked sexy as hell; no, it was the fact that she looked so sweetly wholesome and natural. Unlike Carrie, Maria did not contrive to always be seen at her best. Once again, he found himself making comparisons between the two women, and Carrie came out wanting.
True to her word, Maria was ready in fewer than fifteen minutes, so they made it to the zoo just as it opened at nine-thirty. Amanda took a cursory look at everything, but she was focused like a laser beam on finding the giraffes. Rocky couldn't stop smiling at her infectious excitement as she dragged him along. Maria was smiling too, as she clung to his other arm. It made her happy that both Amanda and Rocky were happy.
Rocky guessed that the giraffes had seen excited little kids before, because they stood placidly as Amanda squealed in delight. Rocky swung Amanda up on his shoulders so she could hold out the little carrot slices they bought for the giraffes to eat. Every time one of the huge animals bent down and daintily took a carrot out of her hand, Amanda squealed anew and quivered with excitement.
While Amanda was perched on Rocky's shoulders feeding the giraffes, Maria was taking picture after picture with her digital camera. She snapped some marvelous photos, including one that showed a giraffe taking a piece of carrot as Amanda petted its head. The wondrous look in her daughter's eyes made her start crying. Rocky noticed the tears and knew why they were there. He held up his arm and Maria wedged herself under it with a sigh.
Less than a week later, Rocky was deep in thought as he drove down the Interstate. He marveled that he'd missed the hell out of Carrie for the two days he'd been out of town, and felt a little guilty that he'd missed Maria just as much. He shook his head ruefully as he contemplated how much more complex the situation had become. He was pretty much over his anger at Carrie. He believed she was finally being truthful with him and herself, but that didn't solve the problem of it happening again.
Then of course, there were these new feelings he had developed for Maria. What in the world was he supposed to do about that? He sighed and pushed those thoughts out of his mind as he picked up his cell phone and called Carrie.
"Hello Baby, are you back in town?" Carrie asked.
"Yeah, my flight was delayed an hour and traffic from Orlando was hell, but I'm just pulling into town," he replied.
"I'm happy you are home, Baby, I missed you. Can you drop by the house and see me? I have something to discuss with you."
Rocky looked at his watch; it was a few minutes past nine. It was Friday night; neither of them had to work the next day, so what the heck.
"Sure Carrie, I'll be there in about fifteen minutes. Put on some coffee and we'll talk."
Her voice dropped a couple of octaves to a sultry note that made Rocky shiver.
"I was hoping we could do more than talk, Baby," she said huskily.
Rocky flipped the phone closed, goosed his truck to ten miles an hour over the speed limit and rocketed towards his house. Rocky pulled up behind Carrie's SUV that was in the driveway instead of its usual spot in the garage. He wondered briefly about that, but his thoughts quickly returned to what might be waiting for him on the other side of the door. He bounded up the step and this time flung open the door without knocking.
The house alarm chimed when the door opened and Carrie called out from the kitchen.
"In here Rocky."
Rocky strolled into the kitchen and stopped short of the door in surprise when he saw both Carrie and Maria sitting at the table in the breakfast nook, sipping wine. Carrie smiled as Maria gave him a shy little smile and wave.
"Welcome home Rocky, grab some coffee and have a seat."
Rocky nodded and filled a mug before walking over to the table. Once at the table, he kissed Carrie on the cheek and then did the same to Maria before sitting down.
"What's going on, Carrie?" he asked.
Carrie reached out and took his hand while Maria twirled the stem of her wine glass as she looked down at the table.
"Rocky, I've been selfish and I acted like a willful child. I finally woke up to that fact when you went to Atlanta. I thought about everything you said to me, and knew you were right. Not only was I self-centered and only concerned about what I wanted, I became a deceitful liar. I knew I had to do whatever I could to earn back your trust. Then I thought about Maria. I was scared, because I knew she was in love with you, and I was afraid you would choose her over me. I can't say I could blame you if you did. Maybe I was still being selfish, I don't know, but I couldn't let you go.
"It made me angry to think I might lose you to Maria. I went to confront her for trying to steal you from me. Instead of a big argument, we ended up crying on each other's shoulders, because we both loved you, but neither of us had you. We have been talking for two days now, and the more we talk, the more we find we have in common besides loving you. It was during our talk last night that I finally had the epiphany about myself.
"Rocky, I love you with all my heart and I will never do anything like what I did with Amy ever again ... if that's what you want. But my sexuality is a big part of me; I can't help how I'm wired. I can be with just you, but something is always going to be missing from my life."
Rocky jerked upright in his chair and started to say something. Carrie held up her hand defensivey.
"Wait a minute and hear me out before you say anything, Rocky," she pleaded.
Rocky nodded his head and held his tongue. When she started talking again, what she said floored him.
"I know you love me Rocky, despite everything. The question is, do you love Maria, too?"
The question rocked him back in his chair. He darted a look at Maria, but she had her head down and the mass of her thick black hair hid her face. He turned his gaze on Carrie and as was his nature, he told the truth. What Carrie didn't realize was that Rocky had his own epiphany when he heard Carrie's question. Up until that moment he couldn't admit to himself that he'd fallen in love with Maria as well.
"Yes, God help me, I love her and not as a daughter like I once told you. I love her, but I don't plan to take advantage of her or her position as my employee. You know I'd never do anything like that, Carrie."
Rocky steeled himself for her wrath but what she said was nothing he expected or could have imagined. Carrie smiled and laid her perfectly manicured hand on his arm.
"I know you wouldn't, Rocky, and Maria knows it too. So here we sit, we both love you, you love both of us, and she and I are growing closer by the minute. Maria loves kids and wants more and so do you, I don't want a baby, but I think Amanda is adorable."
Carrie had been ticking off her points by tapping her fingers on Rocky's arm as she made them. Suddenly, she squeezed his forearm and looked him in the eye.
"The point is Honey, that we are each the answer to the other's needs. Maria and I both want us all to live together and yes, love together, both of us as your wives - in fact, if not in name."
Of all the things Rocky had expected, that was definitely not one of them. He sat in stunned silence for a second, then turned his eyes back towards Maria. This time Maria was looking at him, her face open and hopeful.
"You want this, too?" Rocky asked her.
Maria nodded her head decisively.
"I've been in love with both of you for years, I hid my feelings, especially about Carrie, but they all came out when we were talking last night and today. If you'll have us, Amanda and I want to be part of your family."
Rocky was completely staggered. He took a deep breath and let it whistle out between his teeth as he tried to wrap his mind around all that was happening. The proposition seemed almost too perfect. The fly in the ointment was Carrie and her self-admitted jealousy and self-centeredness. After thinking for a minute as the women watched him with bated breath, he finally found his tongue.
"From my perspective, how could I turn something like this down?" he mused. "But I know how you are, Carrie. Do you think you can live with this for the long haul, given your personality? By the same token, you know how I am, if I commit myself to this, Maria and Amanda are in my life for as long as Maria wants them to be, which I hope is forever."
It seemed as if this was the night that Carrie had picked to keep him astounded. She actually blushed as she looked down at the table.
"Maria and I talked about that. Maria said it was your job to keep that from happening by punishing me when I was bad. She said you needed to take a firmer hand with me. I promise right now that I will accept anything you do that you feel is necessary for our family."
Rocky's eyes almost bugged out of their sockets when she said that. He finally looked at Maria for confirmation.
"It's what she wants, Rocky, and more than that, it's what she needs."
Rocky digested all that had been said and finally nodded his head. He slid his chair back and both women jumped up to sit on his knees.
"If you two understand that I don't take commitments lightly, and expect this to be for the long term, I'm in."
When they both smiled and nodded happily, he squeezed Carrie a little tighter.
"You may have bitten off more than you can chew, Missy, because I will not hesitate to tan your gorgeous ass if you need it. I promise you that, and you know me and promises."
Carrie's eyes got big and she gave a little shiver.
"Yes Baby, but I'll try to be good, I swear."
Rocky knew that Carrie was always sexually excited when he acted particularly masculine around her, and smiled to himself. Maybe that was part of the problem before, in that he indulged her out of love, when he should have occasionally shown his love differently. Now would be a good time for a little demonstration, and she'd earned a little punishment in the last few months.
"Just to be sure you understand, both of you stand up, and Maria, you sit back where you were."
They gave him inquisitive looks, but did as he asked. Once Maria was seated, he pointed at Carrie.
"Lose the jeans," he ordered sternly.
Carrie gulped and looked around, but her fingers went to the snap of her designer jeans. She skinned the tight jeans down her long legs and stood there holding them, blushing and looking at him uncertainly. She had on a pink lace thong not much bigger than a folded hanky. Her eyes grew wide when Rocky pointed to his lap, but she hesitated only a second before gracefully draping herself over his knees, her perfect ass standing proud. She flinched when he laid his hand on her butt.
Rocky looked up at Maria and gave her a wink, in case she needed reassuring that he really wasn't going to hurt Carrie. He saw the glint in Maria's eyes and knew immediately that his old friend thought this was long overdue. Rocky had the thought that in Maria's strongly male-centered Cuban culture, it probably was. He raised his hand and gave Carrie a smack on her muscular cheek with his slightly cupped hand. Although the blow had to have stung, the loud smack was out of proportion to the strength of the blow. Carrie squealed and wiggled cutely when his hand landed.
He landed five swats on each of her butt cheeks. The blows were just hard enough to turn her ass a pretty pink color. He stood her up in front of him when he finished the spanking. She was looking at him almost worshipfully with tears running down her face as she stood there rubbing her butt.
"There are going to be some changes around here, Carrie Ann Simmons, and you are going to make most of them. From now on, you are going to start behaving responsibly all the time. You will participate fully in all aspects of our relationship, not just the ones that please you. You will treat me in private the same way you like to in public. If you don't, I will do what I just did regardless of where we are and who is around, got it? And if I ever catch you lying to me again..."
Rocky didn't finish the sentence. He didn't have to.
By now, Carrie's excitement was palpable, as her fragrance hung in the air and her eyes fairly smoldered though wet with tears.
"Yes, Honey, I get it," she replied huskily.
Carrie slipped her jeans back on and gingerly took her seat at the table. The three of them made a few plans for moving Maria and Amanda, and then Rocky went to shower. When he exited the bathroom in his robe, he stopped short at the sight of Carrie and Maria lying on the master bedroom's king-sized bed. A few scented candles scattered around the room provided the only light. They were both on their sides facing him, their heads propped up by their elbows on the bed. Carrie was wearing a short wine colored chemise, and Maria had on a long white, diaphanous gown. Both had brushed their hair until it shined in the flickering candle light. Rocky thought hey were about as beautiful as two women could possibly be.
Rocky didn't have a clue that Maria would be staying with them that night, but he was exceedingly happy when he learned she was. As he stood in the doorway, he had the thought that maybe he needed to pinch himself to see if he was dreaming. Then as he looked at Carrie lying there with her eyes hooded with desire, he had another thought. He walked past the bed to their walk-in closet and snagged half a dozen neckties off the little carousel they hung on. He stuffed the ties into the pocket of his robe, walked over to the bed, took Carrie's hand, and pulled her to her feet.
Once she was standing, she threw her arms around his neck and gave him a smoldering kiss. As they kissed, Rocky walked backwards to the antique rocker he'd bought for her. She looked at him in confusion as he broke the kiss and sat her in the chair. Her confusion ramped up considerably when he started securing her to the chair with the neckties. The look on her face was priceless.
"This is some payback, Carrie. This time you can sit and watch helplessly as I make love to someone else."
As his eyes bored in to hers, she dropped her head and meekly whispered, "Yes Rocky."
Rocky looked at her for a few seconds as he digested this new side of Carrie he was seeing, then he turned towards the bed. Maria smiled at him in obvious approval at what he'd done. As he walked back to the bed and dropped his robe, Maria's eyes widened when she saw his erection.
"It is so big," she said in a soft voice.
Rocky had to smile at that, because he was only slightly larger than average. When Rocky thought about it for a second, he realized that Maria probably hadn't seen that many penises in her life. He knew she didn't date much, and hadn't had a boyfriend the entire time she'd worked for him. It shocked him to think that this sexy, vibrant young woman might have seen only one other penis up close and personal in her life. It was quite possible that before him, Amanda's jerk of a father might have been Maria's only other male lover. That thought gave him even more reason, other than Carrie watching, to make it special for her.
He stretched out next to her and kissed her. She returned the kiss with passion and sighed when he broke it.
"I have waited so long for this, Rocky," she whispered in his ear. "I have loved you for more than three years, and dreamed of this night a thousand times."
Instead of saying anything, Rocky kissed her near her ear and started nibbling his way down her throat. He nibbled down across her shoulder, moving the thin spaghetti strap of her gown off her shoulder as he went. Rocky took his time exploring and learning Maria's body. Maria wasn't as well built as Carrie, but her body was nothing to sneeze at either. Her breasts, once he exposed them, were large and full, with enough sag to them to verify they were real. Her stomach was flat, but her abdomen bore the scar from delivering Amanda by Caesarian section.
Rocky kissed and nibbled his way lower as Maria encouraged him with her hands on his head. She was making a cooing sound that Rocky fell in love with as his tongue found her neat and tidy little quim. Rocky had to hold onto her boyishly narrow hips when he found her large clitoris, because she squirmed around and bucked so vigorously. Despite her obvious arousal, it took him a few minutes to bring her to orgasm, but when he did, she came spectacularly. Maria wasn't as vocal as Carrie when she came, but she made enough noise for Rocky to know she'd liked what he'd done a lot.
As she was in the throws of her climax, Rocky raised himself over her and pulled her knees up. When he had her in the right position, he started working his tungsten steel hard shaft into her channel. Maria was as wet as it was possible for a woman to be, yet she was so tight that he had to work hard to force his rod into her. Maria was barely over her orgasm when he was fully seated and slowly stroking into her. When he saw he had her undivided attention, he pulled her slender legs over his shoulders and drove even deeper into her. When he did that, her eyes popped open and she gave a sexy groan. Miss Maria liked it a little rough, he noted.
Rocky continued the slow and rhythmic thrusting as her eyes closed again and her hips started moving in counterpoint to his. When their motions were in sync, he increased the pace slightly, drawing back until only the head of his stalk was in her, before plunging back until their hips crashed together. Rocky was holding out from coming in her hot and spasming pussy by shear force of will. When she stiffened up and had another orgasm, this one smaller than the first, he thankfully pulled out and attacked her sweet tasting slit once more with his tongue.
When he did that, Maria squealed and grabbed his head again.
"Oh, Papy, you are going to kill me like this," she said in about the sexiest voice he'd ever heard.
Her voice made him even more determined to make this special for her, so he made every effort to impress. Of course, in the back of his mind, he knew Carrie was watching them, too. He wanted her to see him giving someone else the pleasure that until then had been reserved for her alone. He knew without a doubt that this would be the defining moment of their relationship. If she hadn't truly changed, if she was only play acting, her selfishness and jealousy would rear its ugly head any minute now. As much as he wanted to, he didn't look at her to see her reaction. Instead, he concentrated on Maria.
Concentrating on his old friend and new lover was not a difficult task, because making love to Maria was a wonderful experience. She was eager and responsive, and everything Rocky did was a new thing to her. It was almost as if she were a virgin bride on her wedding night. Rocky was only able to do the switcharoo twice more before her clasping tightness had him on the brink, he was about to explode when he had a thought that stopped him dead in his tracks.
"I can't hold back any longer, Maria. Are you safe?" he asked through gritted teeth.
She nodded.
"I'm on the pill to regulate my period," she gasped, "so go ahead, I want to feel you filling me."
Rocky kissed and cuddled with Maria for a minute, before disengaging from her and finally looking towards Carrie. She had tears streaming down her face as he walked over and untied her. As soon as she was free, she stood up and grabbed him in a fierce embrace.
"Oh God, Rocky, I am so very sorry for what I did to you. While you were making love to Maria and ignoring me, it was as if you were driving a stake through my heart and I suddenly knew exactly how you felt because of my stupidity with Amy. I will never, ever, do anything like that again," she sobbed.
Rocky stroked her hair and calmed her down. Her revelation was the outcome for which he had hoped. As she stopped crying, he kissed her. She eagerly returned his kiss, her tongue damn near strangling him. Rocky led her over to the bed, stripped off her chemise and laid her down.
Once Carrie was in position, he gave her the same treatment Maria had received. The only difference was that Maria was quick to pitch in and help. When Rocky moved down to get his licks in with Carrie, Maria started kissing her and rolling her nipples. Soon Carrie was in la la land, one of her hands tangled in Maria's hair and the other on top of Rocky's head, holding it in place when he hit the right spot. Carrie reached her first orgasm much quicker than Maria had reached hers. Rocky was all set to slide up and enter her, when Maria stopped him.
"Help me turn her around," she said huskily.
Rocky gave her a curious look, but complied. They flipped Carrie over onto her stomach and pulled her up on her knees. Once Carrie was on her hands and knees, Maria, limber as an eel, slipped under her so they were nose to toes. Maria wiggled around until her face was right under Carrie's dripping vagina. Rocky quickly understood the idea and knee-walked up behind Carrie. He rubbed his reinvigorated dick against her smoothly shaven lips, then in one stroke, plunged into her to the hilt. Carrie moaned a drawn out "yesss" when he hit bottom.
As soon as Rocky was fully seated, Maria pulled Carrie's hips down and latched onto the bigger woman's clit with her lips. Carrie moaned again and dropped her head down between Maria's splayed thighs. Carrie was insatiable with both of them working on her. Rocky, one orgasm already out of the way, had plenty of staying power. He lost track of the number of orgasms the women had as he concentrated on the wonderful feel of Carrie's clenching canal. When he finally blasted into his wife, she screamed, stiffened up and fainted.
Maria laughed as Rocky had to move Carrie's dead weight off her diminutive body. When Carrie was lying on her back dead to the world, Maria jumped up and scampered into the bathroom. She returned with a damp washcloth and gently wiped Carrie's face until she rejoined the living. Rocky marveled at the loving look in Carrie's eyes when she pulled him down for a kiss.
"I love you, Hubby," she said with sweet sincerity.
The three of them sleeping in the big king-sized bed was as wonderful as Rocky had imagined. Maria did indeed sleep wrapped up in his arms while Carrie slept with her butt backed up to and barely touching his.
Rocky was the first to awaken the next morning, but as he tried to slip out of bed, Maria instantly popped up too. Rocky gave her a wink and put his fingers to his lips as they hopped out of bed. They both dashed to the bathroom, Rocky starting the shower while Maria relieved herself. Rocky took care of his business as Maria slipped into the shower; he brushed his teeth and then joined her.
It was a blast lathering up her small soft body and big pendulous breasts, but he didn't try anything more sexual than that with her. When he shampooed her hair, she purred and sagged against him.
"You're stuck with me now Rocky, no matter what," she said matter-of-factly.
They were dressed and sitting in the kitchen reading the paper when Carrie came stumbling down the stairs in her robe. She looked tousled and adorable as she flopped down in her chair. Maria had already fixed Carrie a cup of coffee, and slid it in front of her. Rocky had briefed Maria earlier that Carrie was definitely not a morning person, so Maria didn't say anything. Rocky just watched both women trying to get a feel for how things stood in the light of day.
He received his answer after Carrie was fully awake and on her second cup of coffee.
"Thank you both for the greatest night of my life," Carrie said. "And I don't mean just the sex either. This morning I woke up the happiest and most content in my life. I also woke up more in love with you than ever, Rocky."
Before Rocky could say anything, Maria chimed in.
"Amen," she said reverently.
When they finished laughing, the women tuned Rocky out and started making plans for moving Maria and Amanda into the Simmons' house. Rocky listened with half an ear as they talked. He was thinking hard as he hid behind the newspaper, trying to foresee the inevitable problems that were sure to arise from their unique new relationship.
Rocky might have only been half listening, but he sure heard Carrie's next statement.
" ... And as soon as we decorate a room for Amanda, we can turn
Rocky's home office into a nursery. What do you want, another girl or a
little boy?" she asked excitedly.