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Brianna leans forward and whispers in Roger’s ear.
“Wonder what kinda hi-jinks those two will get up too, while all alone?” They have all gathered to wave off John and Jamie on their sales trip for the co-op.
“What do you mean, by that?” he asks
“Come on… you must have noticed how they watch each other, all doe eyes and fluttering eyelashes. Ian told me, he met them on the trail last week, and Jamie had his hand up John’s kilt… of course he pulled away right fast, acting all nonchalant, but he saw them.”
“But, what about Claire? Surely he wouldn’t do that to her.”
“Don’t worry, I think you could class that situation as a ‘menage a trois’, Last week, I saw Mama pinch John’s butt, when she thought no one was looking.” she gives him a big grin and finishes with
“things are getting hot around here.” He just stares at her, finding it hard to believe.
“I want to invite Fergus for dinner tonight, okay?”
“Yeah, go ask him now if you want.” She strides off calling Fergus’ name and Roger looks around for the kids. They are with Claire chattering away. She looks up and sees him watching, she waves and calls.
“They’re fine, we’re gonna collect herbs, I’ll bring them home later, alright.”
“Fine, fine, behave you two!” he watches them walk off with granny, swinging their arms and talking a mile a minute. He shakes his head and smiling he goes to find his wife, thinking over what she’s said, he must admit that Jamie and John seem very close, but they’ve been friends for decades, and Claire was married to John, for god’s sake.
He catches up with Brianna and Fergus, who is visiting alone this time, just a quick trip to bring Jamie some printed fliers and labels for the co-op. He tells them about Claire and the kids, Brianna says
“Good, gives us more time to chat while we fix dinner, come on guys, let’s go have a drink.” They stroll up the trail to the cabin and sit at the table while she pours them each a whiskey.
“I thought you did not like the whiskey, ma soeur.” reflects Fergus.
“What else is there to drink, way up here?” she laughs
“Too true” taking his glass in hand, raises it up and finishes with “Salut!”
Roger just can’t keep himself from thinking about what Brianna said and after a couple of glasses, he just has to ask.
“Do you think Jamie and John are… uh… fooling around?” Fergus looks confused and just stares at him.
“Roger!”
“Don’t tell me you aren’t curious, too.” he tries again, looking back to Fergus and saying
“You know, having a relationship.” he still looks puzzled, but then it dawns on him.
“Ah, you mean fucking, yes, I feel sure they are.”
“What makes you so sure?”
“Milord, asked many questions of both Marsali and I, we explained that this is not unusual, and only in this country must it be kept a secret… yes it is a crime, but who cares, really?”
“How did you ever get to talking about that?” Brianna asks
“He saw Andrew and I in the alley behind the shop, Andrew is the young man who delivers for us, we have a arrangement.” He stops and looks at both of them, their faces are blank.
“We… have an affection for each other… you see.?” It finally dawns on them what he’s saying and they both start to speak at the same time.
“Does your wife know?” Roger finally asks.
“But of course, why does everyone wonder about this, Marsali and I love each other, I would never do anything to hurt her, we spoke of this before I approached Andrew. She even helped talk him into it, she is hoping to be involved with us soon, but Andrew is shy as yet.”
“How can she accept this?” exclaims Brianna
“My love has learned to be quite… French, about things… she has a flirtation with a barmaid named Phyllis, who has the most enormous…” he holds his hands out in front of his chest, demonstrating just how large Phyllis’ endowments really are. “Magnifique!”
“You mean to tell me Marsali is carrying on with a women?” Brianna looks shocked.
“Indeed! She is very excited about it. It makes our own love-making much more pleasurable and we have never been happier. You should try it!” Brianna and Roger just stare at each other and eventually, chuckle, treating it as a joke.
“Come on, let’s get dinner going or it will be midnight before we eat.
“Mama,” Jemmy comes rushing in. “Mama, Granny has sent me to say that she and Aunt Jenny want us to stay with her tonight… to give you and Papa ‘some alone time,’ she says Fergus should come and stay there tonight, Ian and Rachel are leaving the babies with her also. She said she needs ‘cheering up’ now that grandda and uncle John are gone.” Bree laughs and ruffles his hair
“Is that all she said?” He thinks about it and remembers
“Oh yeah, she gave me this,” handing her a tiny bottle from his pocket, “She said it makes a great lub-ri-cant” making sure he gets the word correct. What’s a lubricant, Mama?” They are all laughing and she tries to give him an answer, making as serious a face as she can, she tells him.
“It’s an oily liquid that makes things slippery, so they can slide easily. Understand?”
“Uh...yeah, sure. Can we stay, please Mama?”
“Yes, honey, you go back and tell her that’s fine. Oh, and take Esmeralda for your sister.”
“Aww, do I have too! Somebody might see me.”
“Here, use this pack, then no one will know and take along a jar of your mother’s jam for breakfast, huh.” says Roger grabbing a small pack and putting Esmeralda and a jar in for him, helping him get it on.
“All set, Champ. Have a great time.”
“Thanks Papa. Bye, Mama.” before he runs out the door. They all watch him and then laugh out loud. Fergus is the first to speak, saying
“Milady, is quite astute, is she not?” no one says anything, but no one disagrees with him.
Over dinner, the conversation was pretty much ordinary. The family, the co-op, the print business. After dinner as the whiskey came back to the table, Fergus made an effort to explain how much he and Marsali, had changed their lives by trying new things both with each other and with other people, some things they just could not get from each other, but always tried to include their spouse in some way.
“Marsali, she likes to hear about my assignations with Andrew, and she has discovered she likes to do things with women, like sucking on their big tits, this she cannot do to me, of course, but if her friend Phyllis is any indication she likes them very big.” He smiles and tells them that if they don’t want to involve others, they can always try something new with each other.
“Now, ma soeur, I must be off to milady's house, before they lock me out in the cold. Au revoir.” They wave him off and then go back inside and just look at each other. Finally Bree says
“Should we talk?”
“Do you want to?”
“Do you feel we need to spice up our love life?”
“Obviously your mother does.”
“That’s a cop out and you know it.”
“Ok, ok, I suppose I have been feeling a bit in a rut. I love you and I love the way you make me feel, but you do have to wonder if we might be missing out on something.”
“So do you want to try Mama’s ‘lube’?”
“Ah, does that mean you want to?” She just nods. She picks up the bottle and places it on the small stool she uses as a night stand then says
“I’m gonna run out to the privy, could you bank the fire for tonight? At his nod she walks out the door. He thinks, and taking the last of the warm water in the kettle, he places it in a pottery jug and puts it, along with a couple of small towels, on the stool also. He quickly banks the fire and then puts out the candles, leaving just the low light of the fire for them. When Bree returns she comes to him and leans in for a kiss, he slides his arms around her and hugs her.
“You a little nervous?” she murmurs
“God, yes.”
“Me, too. Let’s just get into bed and talk about this some more.” Stripping off, they climb into bed, curling up face to face. This is normally what they would do given the chance to make love. Roger slides a hand behind her head and runs his fingers through her hair, kissing her gently. She looks at him and says
“We never really do talk about any of this. What do you especially like? And don’t say everything. Be serious!”
“I… like it when you… take me in your mouth.” she rolls her eyes as if to say ‘Duh’
“I really like to feel my dick, slide slowly into your tiny snatch. What do you like?”
“Well… I especially like when you kiss me all over and then use your tongue on me.”
“That can be arranged!”
“Roger, after two children my ‘snatch’ is not as ‘tiny’ as it once was. Do you think that’s why she, sent the oil?”
“Maybe, but let’s just start with my tongue and go from there. Now it was kiss all over, correct?”
“Ha ha, very droll. Kiss me you fool.” which is exactly what he does. Kissing her face and neck, trailing kisses down to her exquisite breasts, taking a sizable nipple between thumb and finger and tweaking it slightly while sweeping his tongue across the other and down to her bellybutton. Moving to the bottom of the bed, he starts at her ankles and kisses slowly up her legs, making sure to nuzzle the sensitive spots behind her knees. Reaching her crotch, he licks slowly up over her cunt to her clit. Swirling his tongue slowly, he pulls her over onto her side and reaches around to squeeze her bottom, he can feel her getting wetter, wielding his tongue to keep her that way. He massages her butt, working his way to sliding a finger up from her clit across her asshole.
“Roger” she whispers
“Umm?”
“Here.” she says holding out the oil to him.
“You’re sure?”
“Yes… but go slow, ok?” he just smiles and takes the bottle, pouring a bit onto his fingers, making sure it’s corked well and laying it aside within easy reach.
“I love you, Bree, and I’ll make sure you enjoy this.” she smiles and lays her head back. He slides an oiled finger down her cleft and across her hole. Resuming his use of his tongue on her. He tickles her with the oiled finger, strokes and rubs her plump round ass. Sucking somewhat harder on her clit, while he focuses on her puckered little hole. He can feel her getting more aroused, increasing the suction on her clit, he slowly breaches her with one finger, sliding in up to the first knuckle. Stopping to see how she’s doing, with no reaction other then a tiny moan, he smoothly moves the finger around, until he can push in further, to the second knuckle. He then sits up slightly and rolls her on to her belly. Pulling her legs wide he takes the oil and pours it in his hand and onto her. Using as soft a touch as he can, he pushes in with two fingers. She groans, so he stops.
“Okay, baby?”
“Yes… use your other hand too.” he strokes up her thigh and slips two fingers of his other hand into her snatch. He leans over her ass, pausing a moment to make sure he has himself under control.
“God, baby. That feels great, I can feel you clasping my fingers inside you. It’s amazing.” once he thinks he can continue he starts to push his fingers further as he strokes in and out of her.
“More” she says. So he adds a third finger and hesitantly, tries to push into her again. He has to pause once all three are inside, not for her, but because he’s starting to lose control.
“You are so tight, I just… gotta… wait.”
“Roger, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing, it’s just so overwhelming… I need a minute or I’m gonna blow all over your backside.” she giggles, sighs
.
“Take your time then, I really want to try this. If it feels anything like your fingers, I want your prick inside me.” He has to rest his head on her lower back for a minute and then starts to nuzzle her cleft with his nose and mouth, while he tries to stretch her enough, so it won’t be too painful. Finally, rising to his knees he lifts her body slightly and grabs a pillow to put under her, pulling her cheeks slightly apart he places his dick on her and pushes slowly, breaching her with maddening deliberateness.
“Now Roger, now!”
“You’re so tight, so tight and hot. It feels like fucking, when you have fever, like you are burning on the inside… it feels sooo good.” He starts to move, in and out, just keeping his finger on her clit, so he can rub around it, pressing down on it.
“I want more. Harder, Roger!” he doesn’t want to hurt her but he can barely control himself. He starts pumping into her, faster and harder as he loses himself in passion. Trying hard to remember to keep rubbing her clit, not letting go completely like he so wants to do.
“Oh God, I can’t wait.” rapidly rubbing her clit in fast, hard circles he can feel her stiffen, but he can’t stop, the gripping of her body, makes him loose it all. He lunges into her, humping fiercely, chasing every sensation, loving the way this makes him feel. Grunting with each stroke, he throws his head back and with a huge sigh, unloads deep inside her. Unable to do more he falls to the side, his dick slipping out and leaving a trail of semen down the back of her leg.
“God, babe. I’m so sorry.”
“What for?” she can just turn her head to look at him.
“For totally losing it… it was so hot, and so tight, I just went insane. I should have made sure you came.” she giggles
“I guess you really were out of it… I did come, you silly, I’m amazed you didn’t notice.”
she turns on her side facing him.
“It was… different… fuller… and clutching, I guess I’d have to describe it. The sensations were just different, but once I got into it… it felt good.”
“Ah, baby, it was amazing for me. The gripping, trying to pull me in felt so… overwhelming. I was totally blown away, I just wanted to pound myself into you and never quit.”
“Wow… that’s wild. Do you think you might want to be on the receiving end sometime?” He rises up and takes a hard look at her, saying
“What do you have in mind?” she reaches down for a box she keeps under the bed and pulls out a six inch long cylinder carved of wood, polished and smooth with a widened flange at the base. Holding it up in front of his face, she says
“Mama gave it to me a few weeks ago, maybe that was what the oil was for.” she gives him a big grin, sitting up and pouring warm water from the jug onto one of the towels, wiping her self off. Doing another, she hands it to him to do the same.
“I thought we might try it in the morning.”
“Oh, we are not waiting that long. Give me an hour or so and I’ll be ready to try your little pseudo-penis.” He slumps down next to her and pulls her closer, to say.
“Thank you, my love, that was one of the most intense experiences, I have ever had. I love you so much.”