This is the man that had me when I was drugged. I was barely conscious when he came inside me, and he doesn’t even remember it.
She looked for any signs of evil on his face, but was taken by how peaceful he was now, vulnerable and asleep.
No, he didn’t rape me. Anymore than I raped him. It was that damn drug.
But it doesn’t matter anymore. We did it last night, and not because we couldn’t help ourselves. We did it because we wanted to.
And it felt good.
Gone were the demons that haunted her thoughts. She no longer felt the doubts deep in her mind about what happened that night. She was free of the guilt, of the shame of being taken.
She had given herself willingly, and he’d given himself to her in the same way.
She was healed.
Lois giggled softly as she smiled at Jake. Her hand moved down and found his soft penis.
She’d give him a wake up call he’d never forget!
—***—
Gus loved how it felt to glide in and out of her. Every woman he’d been inside had felt heavenly. Now, he was again inside his fifth woman. Gus almost chuckled, but caught himself.
He didn’t want to have to explain that thought. He grinned down at her, falling into her beautiful, twinkling eyes as his hips moved rhythmically, and she smiled back at him, then pulled him in for a tender kiss.
They didn’t rush, preferring to move steadily, peacefully. It matched the mood of the soft morning light filtering in through the thin curtain covering the window. The bed softly creaked under them as they joined one last time.
“Gus,” she said softly around her tender gasps, “I’d never leave you alone if I were there with you guys.”
He pushed in and out of her. “I’d never complain,” he said gently, and kissed her.
“But I’d have to share you. With Lois… and Stacy.”
He looked into her eyes as his hips moved rhythmically.
“It’s okay. I understand,” she said, then arched her back slightly as he touched a sensitive spot inside her.
“I’m sorry,” he said, holding her a little tighter.
“I know,” she said, thrusting her hips against his, pulling him to her. Her brows pulled together as she drew him close. Sensing her need, Gus quickened his pace, changing his angle to have more direct contact with the clit.
It worked, and Jenny bucked beneath him. She pulled him to her and came while kissing him, wrapping her legs around him. He bucked, then felt himself crest, a small explosion going through his mind as he inseminated one of the most beautiful women he’d ever seen.
He was momentarily confused as an image of a pregnant Jenny, her belly distended as she lay next to him on a bed, crossed his mind. She put his hand on her belly and he smiled when it moved. Then another image of her in the hospital, sweaty, but smiling as she showed him their child.
He shook his head as he slowed, emptied of semen, but still pulsating within the beauty who hung to him.
After a moment, he reluctantly withdrew and rolled over, pulling her to him, an arm under her neck as she lay against him. He stroked her back as she moved her hand over his chest.
Their breathing slowed, and they snuggled, neither wanting to move or talk.
This was it. The last time they would ever be like this.
He wanted this woman, but then again, he didn’t. Not with what was waiting for him at home, and just outside that door.
Yet, he knew in another life, he’d have gladly been with this incredible woman. He’d have been wonderfully happy. The images of her pregnant with his child flowed across his mind, casting a warm, contented feeling as they left.
“Jenny,” Gus said softly after some time.
She hummed against his skin, pulling him a little tighter to her. “Don’t.”
“But,” he began.
“Please,” she said into his chest. “Just give me another minute.”
He leaned down and kissed the top of her head, breathing in her scent. It was a smell he’d never be able to forget.
After a while, he said, “I never thought I’d meet anyone who could make me think the thoughts you do.”
She looked up at him, her brows raised. “What thoughts?”
“Thoughts like staying in this bed. And not getting out, kind of thoughts.”
“Oh,” she said softly. After a moment, she said, “Me, too.”
“But we can’t.”
“I know.”
“Jenny?”
“Yeah?”
“Thank you.”
“What for?”
He shrugged beneath her. “I don’t know. For being you and caring about me. For giving me more confidence than I thought I’d ever have.”
She grinned up at him, her beautiful brown hair splayed around her gorgeous face.
“Confidence?” she asked.
“Yeah,” he chuckled. “I mean, look at you!” He made a point of pulling back the sheet and admiring her perfect figure lying against him.
“You should have confidence. All the confidence in the world.”
He looked at her, a small frown on his face. “Why do you say that?”
She chuckled. “So asks the man who has two wives! The man who lost his virginity to two girls in one night, and has two other women at home he does god only knows what to? Need I go on?”
It was Gus’ turn to chuckle. “I guess,” he said.
“Yeah, that’s right.” She grinned up at him wickedly, “And, you just banged Miss January.”
He gasped and looked at her. “Who told you?”
She laughed, a wonderfully musical sound, and said, “I have my sources. And for your information, it would have been Miss July!”
He laughed and pulled her close, taking in her scent. She leaned up and kissed him, then settled back down, her head again on his chest.
“We’ll never do this again,” Jenny said, but to Gus it was more of a question.
“No,” he said softly. “This wasn’t actually supposed to be about us. It was for Lois.”
Jenny sighed. “I’m so sorry about that night. In so many ways.”
“We all are. But it’s over now, and I’m hoping she got what she needed last night. I think so. Time will tell,” he said as he looked at the window.
“I hope so too.” She looked up at him. “I think I got what I needed, too.” She kissed him, her lips lingering on his.
“But I will never tell you no. Remember that,” she said quietly.
“Jenny?”
She looked into his eyes.
“You’ll always have a piece of my heart. Things didn’t work out that way for us, but they could have, I think.”
A tear slid down her cheek and her chin trembled for a moment before she leaned over and hugged him tight.
Her mouth was next to his ear when she said, “A part of me will always love you. Want you.”
He kissed her one last time, then they got up. She helped him into Jake’s robe, then wrapped herself in hers. They opened the door and went out.
Jake and Lois were sitting at the table, having coffee and eating some pastries. They both turned and smiled at them.
—***—
“Are you okay,” Gus asked. He glanced over at her, then back to the road.
“Yeah, I think I am,” Lois said, smiling at him. “Thank you.”
“My pleasure,” he quipped, grinning. She chuckled, then swatted his arm.
“I bet!”
After driving for a few moments, he asked, “Seriously, do you think you got what you needed out of that?”
She nodded her head, thinking. “I think so, yeah. It wasn’t earth shattering, or anything. But it felt… like I was closing a book, or something. Finishing a story. It’s hard to explain.”
“I get it. That’s closure. I think we’ve all come full circle, back to where we started. Friends with them. No more unfinished business hanging over us.”
“Right!” Lois said happily. “That’s it. We’re done with all that crap. It’s over,” she said with emotion.
He reached out, taking her hand and kissed it.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
—***—
“Where have you two been?”
Gus stopped suddenly, face to face with his angry sister. Lois moved behind him, her head peeking around his arm.
“You, too!” Stacy glared at her sister-wife.
She stood there, foot tapping on the kitchen floor, her hand on her hips.
“Well?”
“Um,” Gus began. “Ah, we spent the night,” he said softly.
“No kidding,” Stacy said, exasperated. “And you couldn’t call? Let me know if you were alright?”
“I’m sorry,” Gus shrugged, smiling shyly at his wife.
Stacy shook her head at him, then shifted her gaze over to Lois. “And you! I know he’d never think of calling, but you?”
Lois shrunk back, then looked at the younger girl sheepishly. “I’m sorry, sweety. Ah, the phone wasn’t on our minds last night, if you get my meaning.”
Stacy huffed and glared for a few moments, then softened. A small grin grew on her face as she looked at them.
“You guys did it, huh?”
Gus and Lois looked at each other for a moment, then back at Stacy, nodding. “Yeah, we did,” Gus told her.
“Are you two okay now? Got it out of your system?” Stacy asked, her tone quickly changed to concern.
Lois smiled warmly at her. “Yeah, we are,” she looked up at her husband, then at her sister-wife.
“Good,” Stacy said. “I’m glad for you guys.” She looked closely at them, a frown coming over her. “Are you gonna be doing that again?”
Gus shook his head. “No. It was something we all needed. But we’re done with that now.” He looked at Lois again. “No more. We don’t want anyone else. Ever.”
“That’s right,” Lois agreed. “For us, it’s just the family from here on out. No more outsiders.”
Stacy grinned widely, then threw herself into her husband’s arms. She kissed him passionately, then pulled Lois to them as they wrapped each other up.
After a bit, they let go and stood there. Gus grinned, and the girls looked at him.
“So you finally did it with Miss January, huh?” Stacy asked him, smiling.
“Yup! And just so you know,” he said with a smirk. “It was going to be Miss July!”
Stacy rolled her eyes as Lois laughed, punching him on the arm.
“She’ll always be Miss January!” Lois said firmly.
—***—
“They’re what?” Gus asked, his brows raised.
“They’re coming down. Tomorrow,” Lois told him as she walked away from the phone on the kitchen wall. “They want to see us.”
“They’re coming down just to see us?” Gus asked, as his eyes darted around.
“Relax,” Lois said, chuckling. “My dad needs to come down for a meeting. Something to do with the project he moved up to Washington for. They’re in town overnight and wanted to see us.”
“Oh… okay,” Gus said.
Demi laughed as she walked over to where Gus was sitting at the end of the kitchen table. She put her hands on his shoulders as she stood behind him. “I think Gus is afraid of your big, bad daddy,” she chuckled.
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