Leslie Chapter 20.
Annop led the way into the restaurant followed by Leslie with Bubbles and Ron behind chatting away endlessly. The host led them to their table in the same manner where Annop and Leslie took seats on one side of the table leaving Ron and Bubbles to sit on the other. As some gentleman would do Ron lifted Bubbles seat back for her and then took his seat next to her. The night was shaping up as Annop and Leslie had planned.
The waiter bought them menus and then asked, “Would you like separate bills, sir.”
“The night is on me,” Ron told the man. Each of them ordered their drinks with the girls ordering something that Ron had never heard of called an orgasmic cocktail. When Annop ordered a light beer, Ron simply told the waiter, “The same for me, please.”
Ron looked across at Leslie who smiled pleasantly at him. He wondered about the feeling that coursed through his body and mind. Here he was with a woman who he knew he was falling in love with and who had asked him to seduce another woman who if not more beautiful than his partner was just as beautiful. Ron had been through a very dry few years and sometimes wondered if he would ever love again until now. For a moment he wondered if he wasn’t dreaming and if he would wake up to find it all had vanished from his life.
As the girls talked he reached down and felt how hard he was. He knew if Bubbles looked down she would see how stiff he was too and just the thought made him feel embarrassed. He squeezed himself and a wonderful feeling swept through his body. He was as ready as any man had ever been but first, they needed to eat. He lifted his eyes to see that Leslie had been watching him looking down at his crotch. Did she think he was some type of weirdo? She smiled at him once more than gave him a little wink and immediately he knew all was well.
He looked at Annop who was busy reading the menu so he took the opportunity to look at Bubbles beside him while her husband wasn’t watching. She smiled pleasantly at him then dropped her eyes to his crotch. His eyes naturally followed hers downwards to see her hand reach across to place it exactly where a few seconds ago his hand had been and she too gave his rock-hard shaft a squeeze.
He immediately looked back to Leslie who obviously had seen what Bubbles had done and once more the woman that he had already hoped would one day become his wife smiled pleasantly at him and nodded to indicate to him all was well.
Leslie’s mouth mouthed some words but with no sound. Ron raised his eyebrows for her to say it again and once more he watched as Leslie told him, “kiss her.” This time he understood the words and so he turned in his seat partially towards his soon-to-be sexual partner then raised his arm around her as she moved forward to receive his kiss.
It all happened so smoothly and so quickly but Bubbles was not to let him off so lightly as she put her arm around his neck and held him firmly against her lips. The kiss lasted a few seconds but to Ron, it felt like half an hour and while they kissed Bubbles rubbed her hand along his shaft and back again several times.
As Ron broke away from her, Bubbles told him, “You’re a big strong man Ron. I’m going to enjoy you very much.”
Ron was not sure of how to respond so he said the obvious, “I’m going to enjoy you just as much, Bubbles.” Suddenly Ron realised what he had done and what he had said in front of her husband. He looked across at Annop who was still studying his menu acting as if nothing had happened.
Leslie followed Ron’s eyes so she turned a little in her seat to quietly ask the man sitting beside her, “Are you okay, Annop?”
He looked up from his menu and smiled at her before saying. “I’m fine. I’m just enjoying my night out with my wife.” Leslie looked down at his crotch and nodded.
“Yes, I can see. You are enjoying it very much.” She looked at Bubble's husband and suggested, “Our drinks are coming. What say we place our order and ask for it to be delivered then go home to your place to continue there? Maybe we could come back tomorrow night after the ice is broken for our restaurant meal. What do you think Annop?”
“Yes, I think it is a great idea. Are you okay with that Bubbles?”
She looked at her husband and told him, “Tonight is for you, honey so if you would like to speed it up then let’s do so.”
“Well, that’s decided then,” Leslie told them.
“You didn’t ask me,” Ron told her.
“I want to have my drink and if I asked you I wouldn’t get the chance because you would have Bubbles out the door in a moment.”
“Yes, you’re not wrong. She is fucking beautiful.”
Leslie smiled and told him, “She is very, very beautiful. The fucking comes later.”
They all burst out laughing as the waiter delivered their drinks. Leslie told him, “Can we take our order as a takeaway?”
“Sure,” he told her, “like last time?”
“You remembered us?”
“Oh, yes, you are our very special customers. We will do exactly what you require.”
“Can you deliver? It’s just a couple of streets away.”
“Yes, madam, I will deliver it personally for you.”
“Okay, this is the address. She handed him a card and these are the meals same as last time.” She pointed at the menu.
“Would you like me to bring drinks?”
Leslie looked at Bubbles then Annop, “Yes, four of these,” she pointed at her drink, “and four of those beers. We will pay our bill and then when we finish our drinks we will go. Deliver in one hour if that is possible.”
“Sure madam.”
Leslie had pulled out a note that she held out but not far enough for him to take without being impolite. He waited. “I am not madam. My name is Leslie and this here is Annop, That lady there is Bubbles and you know Ron from last time. We get called by those names, nothing else, okay?”
He smiled, “Yes, Leslie. I like you.”
“Yes, I know.” She let him have the note, “And you bullshit to me because you like my money.”
“Sometimes I bullshit to our customers but I like you because you tell it how it is.”
“Thank you and what is your name?”
“I’m Oscar. I’m Spanish and I’m here from Spain. My wife Irene liked Phuket so much that we purchased a home. I got a job in the restaurant so we could stay here for a year or two.”
“Well, Oscar, you tell your wife that she has a very pleasant husband so she needs to look after you or some young woman will snatch you up and carry you away.”
Oscar laughed. “No, no, no, it is my wife who gets carried away, not me.”
“Am I hearing what you’re saying, Oscar?”
“Yes, I think you might but to be sure would you and your man Ron like to meet Irene and me for dinner next week at the golden palace?”
Leslie looked across to Ron who sat there with his mouth open but said nothing. “Leave that with me, Oscar and I’ll discuss it with Ron. We will meet you but I’m not sure if next week is suitable.”
“Okay. I’ll deliver your meal to your address in one hour and maybe you might have an answer for me by then.”
“Maybe, we’ll see you then.”
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That morning Oscar had been out in the garden when Irene yelled out to tell him she was off to the shops. He waved to tell her that he had heard her and called back, “Can you get me a few beers, please, honey.”
“Sure, no problems, I’ll see you in a couple of hours then. I’ve left you a cool drink in the refrigerator for when you feel thirsty. You’ve done a great job of pruning the tree. Bye now.”
Oscar smiled thinking, ‘I love that woman.’ Mentally he knew that Irene would complement him even if she thought that he had messed up the pruning. That was the way she was. ‘Love,’ he thought ‘makes us all blind, even Irene.’ He wiped the sweat from his brow and then thought of that cool drink so picked up his tools to make his way to the kitchen as Irene drove away.
The first thing he noticed as he walked into the kitchen was her mobile sitting on the corner of the table. He picked it up and ran outside to find Irene had already gone around the corner on her way to the shops. He looked at the phone wondering how he could get a message to her to tell her that she had left her phone behind. He shook his head knowing it was impossible so went back inside.
After pouring his drink Oscar set the mobile beside him on the table and opened up a magazine to read as he enjoyed the cool sweet drink the wife he loved had prepared for him. “I’m so lucky to have her,” he mumbled as he flicked through the pages.
His thoughts were interrupted as the phone rang. He looked at it for a second or two then decided he should not answer it thinking perhaps it was an invasion of her privacy but then after seeing it was a call from Phuket, he changed his mind.
“Oscar speaking,” he said.
There was a hesitation before the male voice asked, “Is this Irene’s number?”
Oscar thought for a moment that he had heard that voice somewhere before. “Yes, it is but Irene is out shopping and has left her mobile here by mistake.”
“Okay, sorry to bother you.”
Oscar wondered, “Is that you, Marcus,” thinking he had identified the man behind the voice.
There was silence for a few seconds, “Yes, it’s me.”
“How are you? Where are you?”
“I’m living in Phuket. I’m fine I guess.”
“Do you still have contact with Irene?” Oscar was surprised that Marcus had said he also was in Phuket. He wondered had Marcus and Irene got together again.
“No, we haven’t had contact for a long time.”
“So why now? What’s wrong for you to decide to contact my wife after all these years?”
“I don’t know. Maybe it was a mistake. I’m sorry.”
“Marcus, stop the shit and talk to me. There has to be a reason. What’s the reason for you to call after all this time? I’m not stupid so don’t lie to me. Just tell me the truth.”
“I’ve been with a woman called Leslie for around five years now and she has just left me. It bought back memories of when I had to walk away from Irene. I thought that if I talked to Irene it might help me.”
“I see. You haven’t changed have you?”
“What the fuck does that mean?”
“It means that how you feel is still much more important than how those you care about feel. That is what I mean.”
“Oscar, who the hell are you to lecture people on what is important to them, you didn’t care about anybody but yourself when it came to Irene.” Oscar felt a stirring that he had not felt for such a long time. It was the same stirring that he had felt years ago when the woman he loved had taken a lover. Marcus realised he shouldn’t have said what he did so he continued. “I’m sorry. I should not have said that. I’ll hang up and I won’t call again.”
“No, don’t hang up. Tell me what you want. Why did you call Irene?”
“I just wanted someone to talk to who might understand me.”
“Alright, I’ll let her know when she comes home.”
Marcus went quiet. Oscar waited for a response but none came. “Are you still there, Marcus?”
“Yes,” a feeble voice came back. There was quiet again. “Why would you want Irene to know I called,” the feeble voice asked.
“Why………., because she is my wife, I love her and she is too important to me to hide this type of information from her.”
“I don’t understand why you would willingly do that when I told you that I wouldn’t call again?”
“Yes, I know you don’t understand but that’s why I told you that how you feel is still much more important than how those you care about and those who care about you feel.”
Marcus was quiet again. Eventually, he asked, “Is that why you think Irene chose you and didn’t choose to leave with me?”
“That’s a question only Irene could answer and even if I felt that was the reason it would be wrong of me to say so. Perhaps if you still have contact with this other woman, Leslie wasn’t it, you might ask her the same question. She might tell you the truth.”
“I will. Thanks for talking to me, Oscar. I’d appreciate it if you told Irene I called to speak to her.”
“I intended doing that. I don’t keep secrets from my wife.”
“What, no secrets at all?”
“We have no secrets whatsoever from each other.”
Marcus chuckled loud enough for Oscar to hear and then said, “Thanks for talking to me, Oscar. Bye for now.”
“Bye,” Oscar said and the phone went dead. Oscar sat the mobile down and sat looking at it for a long time. Ten minutes passed, fifteen minutes before the door opened and in walked Irene. She stopped dead in her tracks and watched her husband doing nothing except staring at her mobile on the kitchen table as if he had not heard her but she knew he had to have.
When he didn’t look up at her she asked, “What’s wrong, what’s happening, Oscar?”
Leslie.
Re: Leslie.
Leslie Chapter 21
Annop and Leslie sat in the front of the car while Ron and Bubbles sat in the rear. Leslie adjusted the rearview mirror as soon as she was in the driver’s seat at an angle such that she thought it possible that Annop may be able to see his wife in the back seat with Ron.
Ron and Bubbles had walked slowly behind as they approached the vehicle. Bubbles whispered to her escort, “Kiss me,” when she saw that Annop had reached the car and had turned to look towards them. Ron did as he was asked.
Ron opened the rear door of the car and Bubbles climbed in ahead of him then moved across allowing Ron to get in behind her. It did not escape Ron’s notice that the rearview mirror had been redirected so inside the car he adjusted their position to allow Bubbles husband the best possible sight of them.
As Leslie drove slowly and quietly towards Ron’s unit Annop watched as Ron and his wife kissed passionately. He did not fail to see Bubbles when she gave Ron’s thick hard erection a squeeze as they kissed. Leslie chanced a few quick looks at Annop’s crotch to note the clear protrusion in the front of his trousers. She smiled knowing that of all four of them, it seemed as if it was Annop who was enjoying this encounter the most.
Once inside the unit, Bubbles led the unit’s owner down the passageway to a bedroom with Annop and Leslie following. Ron ensured the bed that she led him to was the master bedroom but otherwise allowed her to take the lead. As she undressed him he undressed her while the witnesses to her seduction of him stood quietly along the wall of the bedroom. Finally, Ron picked up Annop’s wife now nude and placed her on his bed then said to Leslie, “There are a couple of chairs in the spare bedroom.”
Leslie left the room to return to find Bubbles with the head of a thick hard rippled penis in her mouth and Ron’s fingers working on a very wet vagina. She placed a chair close to the bed and indicated to Annop that the chair was for him. He moved across and whispered to Leslie, “He’s too big for her. He will hurt her.”
She shook her head, “No, she will be okay. Ron is a very good lover. He will make sure she is well prepared for him.”
“Are you sure,” he whispered back.
“I am certain but you can stop it at any stage you choose if you are not enjoying it.”
Annop looked up at her and smiled, “It is the most exciting thing I have ever experienced. I just don’t want her damaged.”
“I assure you she will be okay. She’s doing this for you. So sit back, take that thing out of your pants,” she gave the protrusion in his pants a squeeze, “and do whatever you choose to as they make love. We are all friends here and what happens here never leaves this room.” When she said love he looked at her with an expression of alarm. Leslie smiled down at him and whispered, “Don’t worry. She will still be yours after this is over. Remember, she is only doing this for you.”
Ron gently moved Bubbles away from his thick hard cock to lay her on her back. He leaned down with his tongue and ran its tip across her little button, her clit. Bubbles groaned and curled her back up into a hunch with her legs spread to give herself up to this man who was about to make love to her. Realising that she was already very turned on and wet Ron did not waste any time. He moved his body up along the much smaller girl to bring his cock to a position where entry was possible but instead of entering her he slapped her mons and clit a few times with his erection. Each time he did so she got wetter and wetter.
Bubbles had placed her arms around the big man’s neck to hold him firmly. She had done this as her experience with bigger men such as Ron had taught her that holding on tightly allowed her the ability to control the initial entry, to slow it if she needed to. She wanted a slow entry so her husband could get the best vision of her being seduced. She knew that Ron was a gentle person who would not hurt her but she prepared herself in case he got too carried away.
Ron placed his shaft at her entry while to the side of her so that Annop had a clear sight of what was about to happen. He slid his head through the slippery wetness of Bubble’s orifice across her clit and back down again. Her pussy lips opened but Ron knew they were not open wide enough yet so he repeated the process. From his position, Annop saw the head of Ron’s cock slide up across his wife’s clit and as it come clear of her body he observed a copious amount of precum exit from the big hole in the head of his cock. Annop groaned at the sight. It made him want to hold his own cock in his hand. He stood, dropped his pants to the floor and took his five-inch curved penis tightly in his fist.
When Ron slid his cock down this time Bubbles pussy lips surrounded the tip of his cock completely and with little resistance the tight hole that was Bubble's pussy opened up to allow about an inch of Ron’s weapon to enter her. Bubbles closed her eyes at the wonderful feeling of being penetrated. Again as Ron pressured forward, it pulled her clit down such that it came in heavy contact with the man’s smooth but veiny shaft. Bubbles although very experienced sexually had seldom felt such pleasure and almost instinctively she moaned, “Oh Ron, honey, fuck me that feels so lovely.”
Annop’s concerns were now gone. Her statement had allayed his fears. With eyes almost as big as saucepans he watched as Ron pulled back time and time again then thrust forward to go slightly deeper each time as his wife moaned in ecstasy at the feelings associated with her citreous being pushed inside her each time by the tightness of Ron’s thick penis in her tight little pussy.
Annop worked slowly on his rock-hard cock as Leslie watched closely at the twin sex shows in front of her, her friend being worked over with her eyes closed by Leslie’s soon-to-be (she hoped) husband while she watched something quite new to her a man masturbating to the thought of his wife being fucked by a bigger and better man. It was becoming too much for her. She needed to become involved. The gentle caresses of her own sex organ were just not enough.
She moved over taking Annop’s hand away from his short stocky cock and opened her mouth to take him into her orifice wet with the saliva she had accumulated for this purpose. Annop lay back and raised his but from the seat to make it simpler for Leslie to suck his erection but also moved his hand across to her but. He moved his hand cautiously at first to give her an opportunity to object should she wish but instead she moved to give him easier access to his goal, her soaking-wet vagina.
First, he inserted a finger. Although his fingers were quite thick she was still loose to his intrusion so he used two. This felt slightly tighter but as his hand got wetter and wetter from his probing he pushed in a third.
When Leslie had decided to allow Bubbles the pleasure of having sex with the man that she had already wished would one day propose to her so that her husband could for the first time watch his wife being seduced, Leslie knew that it was likely that she would not get overly jealous but the reality of it actually happening shocked her. She found that she loved it. It gave her a thrill the intensity of which she had never experienced before. As Bubbles moaning become louder and Ron’s stoking became more desperate indicating that shortly they would both pass the point of no return as their orgasm overtook them, Leslie herself felt her orgasm nearing.
It was then that she felt a throb of the meat inside her mouth, that first indication that Annop was about to cum. “Oh, God!” Bubbles shouted as Ron yelled, “Yes, yes, yes,” at the top of his voice. Leslie’s juices shot out over Annop’s hand as he filled her mouth with his sperm.
When two people cum together it is said there is nothing like it but Leslie can vouch that anybody who says that has never experienced four lovers cumming all at the same time.
All was still. Leslie had swallowed but still sucked lightly on the softening penis in her mouth. Bubbles kept her heels locked into Ron’s back to hold his manhood deep inside her. Ron moved slightly to kiss the woman who had just taken every drop of virile sperm his body was capable of producing while her husband sat back on his seat with his eyes fluttering wondering why he had never done this with his wife before.
Almost in a stupor, “I love you,” he whispered. Leslie pulled back suddenly to look at the man who had said that so as to come eye-to-eye with Annop.
“What did you say?”
“Bubbles, I love her with all my heart.”
Suddenly relieved that Annop hadn’t said it to her, “Yes,” Leslie told him. “We all do, we all love her. Of course, Ron can’t openly admit it yet but that day will come.”
There was silence in the room once again. Nothing could be heard except the heavy breathing of four people coming to terms with what had just happened to them. Leslie understood it. Perhaps Annop also sensed it but it would take a few weeks and many similar lovemaking sessions before the four of them came to terms with what had just happened to them. It was sex that led them down this pathway but it was not sex that had just bonded them. It was an intense feeling. It was love for each other. All four of them had been shot by the little fictitious lad with his bow and arrow and his arrows were so deadly that no one can ever escape the impact of them.
The focus of that feeling was Bubbles. Annop loved his wife that was obvious. Leslie had grown so fond of her that she recognised she too may be falling in love with Annop’s wife while for Ron this sexual experience was so intense that it would not take long for him to realise after years of isolation from people he could love he was now falling in love with two women. Bubbles was a very special woman who fell in and out of love every time she had an enjoyable sexual experience and this last experience was one of the best she ever experienced.
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Oscar sat quietly in his car. He looked at the unit he was about to take the meals to. He smiled knowing that the other staff didn’t understand why the manager of the restaurant allowed him special benefits such as delivering these meals when other staff were not allowed. But then they didn’t know he was the new owner of the restaurant. He vowed that he would not do this very often but this time he felt it was necessary. He needed advice from a woman of the world and he had identified that Leslie was that woman who could perhaps give him some meaningful advice. How to approach it was the problem he faced.
He collected the meals and walked to the door then listened but there appeared to be no sound. He smiled knowing that it was likely that his customers were recovering from their over-energetic activities. It bought back memories for him some pleasant, some not so pleasant and he wondered what the future might bring for him again if his suspicions were correct.
He knocked and then rang the doorbell to hear a flurry of activity further down the unit where he guessed the bedroom was located. After some time the door opened and there stood the woman who told her he must call her Leslie. He smiled and ignored the obvious odour he identified of sexually stimulated pussy juice as he told her, “Your meals are here, Leslie.”
Leslie attempted to take the meals off him but he simply stated, “Point the way and I’ll set them down for you.”
“Okay, come through and put them on the table.” Oscar complied.
“I’ll go get your drinks for you.”
“Okay,” she told him. He disappeared out the door to return with a contained with her drinks and a six-pack of beer.
“We only ordered four beers,” she told him.
“Yes, I know but I chose to give you an extra two.” He noticed she was about to respond so he added. “The beers are free. You are a good customer, no charge. I would however like an opportunity to talk privately with you if you don’t mind while your friends are getting prepared for their meal.” He knew that being that the beers were free she would have difficulty turning him down.
Leslie looked up along the passageway and nodded, “Okay, what can I do for you?”
“It needs to be confidential. Would you mind if we talked out at my car?”
“Sure.” They walked out to Oscar’s car. ”What can I help you with?”
“Well, I know from the little I have seen that you are a woman of the world so I value your advice. My wife a few years ago had an affair with my blessing with a man who I’ve found out now lives here in Phuket. She, as far as I know, doesn’t know yet that he is running a boat run to the local Islands. He called to talk to her this morning as he and his partner, it seems, have split up and I think he wants to restart their affair. I have purchased a property and my wife is very happy living here for now so if I were to pack up and leave it would cause her distress but then if I stay they are sure to meet each other eventually.”
“You’re talking about Marcus?”
“Yes, I saw you with him that first day you came to the restaurant. I thought he might have recognised me but for some reason, he didn’t. Perhaps he didn’t expect me to be working as a waiter in a restaurant. I was the CEO of his mother’s business when the affair happened.”
“You’re Oscar, Irene’s Oscar, the husband of the woman he loved? He told me about you.”
“Yes, I’m Oscar. He must have told you about Irene and me?”
“He told me that you stopped him from being with the woman that he loved so much that he would have given anything to be with her except going to jail. He claims you got him barred from going home to Spain.”
“That may be what he thinks but it is not the truth. His mot……., It was somebody else who did that to him.”
“Were you going to say his mother did that to him?”
“It was a slip of my tongue. I’m sorry. Please don’t repeat that slip-up.”
“Okay, I won’t repeat it but what do you want from me?”
“I don’t know what to do. I had agreed to stay here for two years and yet if I stay that long they are sure to meet again and I’m frightened that I could lose her if I do.”
“Do you love your wife?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Does she love you?
“Yes, everything I know about her tells me that she loves me as much as I love her maybe even more so.
“So you love her enough to want to give her anything she wants within your capability?”
“I believe I do, yes.”
“So why are you talking to me about it then? You know what to do. You don’t need me to tell you. I’ll see you tomorrow night Mister Restaurant owner.”
Leslie turned and walked away leaving him standing there. Oscar initially felt like yelling after her and calling her a bitch but then he smiled and chuckled. She was right. No matter what advice she gave him he knew what he must do. Even if he knew he could lose her he knew he would still do it.
Once again he felt that feeling in his crotch and a sickly feeling in his stomach followed.
Annop and Leslie sat in the front of the car while Ron and Bubbles sat in the rear. Leslie adjusted the rearview mirror as soon as she was in the driver’s seat at an angle such that she thought it possible that Annop may be able to see his wife in the back seat with Ron.
Ron and Bubbles had walked slowly behind as they approached the vehicle. Bubbles whispered to her escort, “Kiss me,” when she saw that Annop had reached the car and had turned to look towards them. Ron did as he was asked.
Ron opened the rear door of the car and Bubbles climbed in ahead of him then moved across allowing Ron to get in behind her. It did not escape Ron’s notice that the rearview mirror had been redirected so inside the car he adjusted their position to allow Bubbles husband the best possible sight of them.
As Leslie drove slowly and quietly towards Ron’s unit Annop watched as Ron and his wife kissed passionately. He did not fail to see Bubbles when she gave Ron’s thick hard erection a squeeze as they kissed. Leslie chanced a few quick looks at Annop’s crotch to note the clear protrusion in the front of his trousers. She smiled knowing that of all four of them, it seemed as if it was Annop who was enjoying this encounter the most.
Once inside the unit, Bubbles led the unit’s owner down the passageway to a bedroom with Annop and Leslie following. Ron ensured the bed that she led him to was the master bedroom but otherwise allowed her to take the lead. As she undressed him he undressed her while the witnesses to her seduction of him stood quietly along the wall of the bedroom. Finally, Ron picked up Annop’s wife now nude and placed her on his bed then said to Leslie, “There are a couple of chairs in the spare bedroom.”
Leslie left the room to return to find Bubbles with the head of a thick hard rippled penis in her mouth and Ron’s fingers working on a very wet vagina. She placed a chair close to the bed and indicated to Annop that the chair was for him. He moved across and whispered to Leslie, “He’s too big for her. He will hurt her.”
She shook her head, “No, she will be okay. Ron is a very good lover. He will make sure she is well prepared for him.”
“Are you sure,” he whispered back.
“I am certain but you can stop it at any stage you choose if you are not enjoying it.”
Annop looked up at her and smiled, “It is the most exciting thing I have ever experienced. I just don’t want her damaged.”
“I assure you she will be okay. She’s doing this for you. So sit back, take that thing out of your pants,” she gave the protrusion in his pants a squeeze, “and do whatever you choose to as they make love. We are all friends here and what happens here never leaves this room.” When she said love he looked at her with an expression of alarm. Leslie smiled down at him and whispered, “Don’t worry. She will still be yours after this is over. Remember, she is only doing this for you.”
Ron gently moved Bubbles away from his thick hard cock to lay her on her back. He leaned down with his tongue and ran its tip across her little button, her clit. Bubbles groaned and curled her back up into a hunch with her legs spread to give herself up to this man who was about to make love to her. Realising that she was already very turned on and wet Ron did not waste any time. He moved his body up along the much smaller girl to bring his cock to a position where entry was possible but instead of entering her he slapped her mons and clit a few times with his erection. Each time he did so she got wetter and wetter.
Bubbles had placed her arms around the big man’s neck to hold him firmly. She had done this as her experience with bigger men such as Ron had taught her that holding on tightly allowed her the ability to control the initial entry, to slow it if she needed to. She wanted a slow entry so her husband could get the best vision of her being seduced. She knew that Ron was a gentle person who would not hurt her but she prepared herself in case he got too carried away.
Ron placed his shaft at her entry while to the side of her so that Annop had a clear sight of what was about to happen. He slid his head through the slippery wetness of Bubble’s orifice across her clit and back down again. Her pussy lips opened but Ron knew they were not open wide enough yet so he repeated the process. From his position, Annop saw the head of Ron’s cock slide up across his wife’s clit and as it come clear of her body he observed a copious amount of precum exit from the big hole in the head of his cock. Annop groaned at the sight. It made him want to hold his own cock in his hand. He stood, dropped his pants to the floor and took his five-inch curved penis tightly in his fist.
When Ron slid his cock down this time Bubbles pussy lips surrounded the tip of his cock completely and with little resistance the tight hole that was Bubble's pussy opened up to allow about an inch of Ron’s weapon to enter her. Bubbles closed her eyes at the wonderful feeling of being penetrated. Again as Ron pressured forward, it pulled her clit down such that it came in heavy contact with the man’s smooth but veiny shaft. Bubbles although very experienced sexually had seldom felt such pleasure and almost instinctively she moaned, “Oh Ron, honey, fuck me that feels so lovely.”
Annop’s concerns were now gone. Her statement had allayed his fears. With eyes almost as big as saucepans he watched as Ron pulled back time and time again then thrust forward to go slightly deeper each time as his wife moaned in ecstasy at the feelings associated with her citreous being pushed inside her each time by the tightness of Ron’s thick penis in her tight little pussy.
Annop worked slowly on his rock-hard cock as Leslie watched closely at the twin sex shows in front of her, her friend being worked over with her eyes closed by Leslie’s soon-to-be (she hoped) husband while she watched something quite new to her a man masturbating to the thought of his wife being fucked by a bigger and better man. It was becoming too much for her. She needed to become involved. The gentle caresses of her own sex organ were just not enough.
She moved over taking Annop’s hand away from his short stocky cock and opened her mouth to take him into her orifice wet with the saliva she had accumulated for this purpose. Annop lay back and raised his but from the seat to make it simpler for Leslie to suck his erection but also moved his hand across to her but. He moved his hand cautiously at first to give her an opportunity to object should she wish but instead she moved to give him easier access to his goal, her soaking-wet vagina.
First, he inserted a finger. Although his fingers were quite thick she was still loose to his intrusion so he used two. This felt slightly tighter but as his hand got wetter and wetter from his probing he pushed in a third.
When Leslie had decided to allow Bubbles the pleasure of having sex with the man that she had already wished would one day propose to her so that her husband could for the first time watch his wife being seduced, Leslie knew that it was likely that she would not get overly jealous but the reality of it actually happening shocked her. She found that she loved it. It gave her a thrill the intensity of which she had never experienced before. As Bubbles moaning become louder and Ron’s stoking became more desperate indicating that shortly they would both pass the point of no return as their orgasm overtook them, Leslie herself felt her orgasm nearing.
It was then that she felt a throb of the meat inside her mouth, that first indication that Annop was about to cum. “Oh, God!” Bubbles shouted as Ron yelled, “Yes, yes, yes,” at the top of his voice. Leslie’s juices shot out over Annop’s hand as he filled her mouth with his sperm.
When two people cum together it is said there is nothing like it but Leslie can vouch that anybody who says that has never experienced four lovers cumming all at the same time.
All was still. Leslie had swallowed but still sucked lightly on the softening penis in her mouth. Bubbles kept her heels locked into Ron’s back to hold his manhood deep inside her. Ron moved slightly to kiss the woman who had just taken every drop of virile sperm his body was capable of producing while her husband sat back on his seat with his eyes fluttering wondering why he had never done this with his wife before.
Almost in a stupor, “I love you,” he whispered. Leslie pulled back suddenly to look at the man who had said that so as to come eye-to-eye with Annop.
“What did you say?”
“Bubbles, I love her with all my heart.”
Suddenly relieved that Annop hadn’t said it to her, “Yes,” Leslie told him. “We all do, we all love her. Of course, Ron can’t openly admit it yet but that day will come.”
There was silence in the room once again. Nothing could be heard except the heavy breathing of four people coming to terms with what had just happened to them. Leslie understood it. Perhaps Annop also sensed it but it would take a few weeks and many similar lovemaking sessions before the four of them came to terms with what had just happened to them. It was sex that led them down this pathway but it was not sex that had just bonded them. It was an intense feeling. It was love for each other. All four of them had been shot by the little fictitious lad with his bow and arrow and his arrows were so deadly that no one can ever escape the impact of them.
The focus of that feeling was Bubbles. Annop loved his wife that was obvious. Leslie had grown so fond of her that she recognised she too may be falling in love with Annop’s wife while for Ron this sexual experience was so intense that it would not take long for him to realise after years of isolation from people he could love he was now falling in love with two women. Bubbles was a very special woman who fell in and out of love every time she had an enjoyable sexual experience and this last experience was one of the best she ever experienced.
….
Oscar sat quietly in his car. He looked at the unit he was about to take the meals to. He smiled knowing that the other staff didn’t understand why the manager of the restaurant allowed him special benefits such as delivering these meals when other staff were not allowed. But then they didn’t know he was the new owner of the restaurant. He vowed that he would not do this very often but this time he felt it was necessary. He needed advice from a woman of the world and he had identified that Leslie was that woman who could perhaps give him some meaningful advice. How to approach it was the problem he faced.
He collected the meals and walked to the door then listened but there appeared to be no sound. He smiled knowing that it was likely that his customers were recovering from their over-energetic activities. It bought back memories for him some pleasant, some not so pleasant and he wondered what the future might bring for him again if his suspicions were correct.
He knocked and then rang the doorbell to hear a flurry of activity further down the unit where he guessed the bedroom was located. After some time the door opened and there stood the woman who told her he must call her Leslie. He smiled and ignored the obvious odour he identified of sexually stimulated pussy juice as he told her, “Your meals are here, Leslie.”
Leslie attempted to take the meals off him but he simply stated, “Point the way and I’ll set them down for you.”
“Okay, come through and put them on the table.” Oscar complied.
“I’ll go get your drinks for you.”
“Okay,” she told him. He disappeared out the door to return with a contained with her drinks and a six-pack of beer.
“We only ordered four beers,” she told him.
“Yes, I know but I chose to give you an extra two.” He noticed she was about to respond so he added. “The beers are free. You are a good customer, no charge. I would however like an opportunity to talk privately with you if you don’t mind while your friends are getting prepared for their meal.” He knew that being that the beers were free she would have difficulty turning him down.
Leslie looked up along the passageway and nodded, “Okay, what can I do for you?”
“It needs to be confidential. Would you mind if we talked out at my car?”
“Sure.” They walked out to Oscar’s car. ”What can I help you with?”
“Well, I know from the little I have seen that you are a woman of the world so I value your advice. My wife a few years ago had an affair with my blessing with a man who I’ve found out now lives here in Phuket. She, as far as I know, doesn’t know yet that he is running a boat run to the local Islands. He called to talk to her this morning as he and his partner, it seems, have split up and I think he wants to restart their affair. I have purchased a property and my wife is very happy living here for now so if I were to pack up and leave it would cause her distress but then if I stay they are sure to meet each other eventually.”
“You’re talking about Marcus?”
“Yes, I saw you with him that first day you came to the restaurant. I thought he might have recognised me but for some reason, he didn’t. Perhaps he didn’t expect me to be working as a waiter in a restaurant. I was the CEO of his mother’s business when the affair happened.”
“You’re Oscar, Irene’s Oscar, the husband of the woman he loved? He told me about you.”
“Yes, I’m Oscar. He must have told you about Irene and me?”
“He told me that you stopped him from being with the woman that he loved so much that he would have given anything to be with her except going to jail. He claims you got him barred from going home to Spain.”
“That may be what he thinks but it is not the truth. His mot……., It was somebody else who did that to him.”
“Were you going to say his mother did that to him?”
“It was a slip of my tongue. I’m sorry. Please don’t repeat that slip-up.”
“Okay, I won’t repeat it but what do you want from me?”
“I don’t know what to do. I had agreed to stay here for two years and yet if I stay that long they are sure to meet again and I’m frightened that I could lose her if I do.”
“Do you love your wife?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Does she love you?
“Yes, everything I know about her tells me that she loves me as much as I love her maybe even more so.
“So you love her enough to want to give her anything she wants within your capability?”
“I believe I do, yes.”
“So why are you talking to me about it then? You know what to do. You don’t need me to tell you. I’ll see you tomorrow night Mister Restaurant owner.”
Leslie turned and walked away leaving him standing there. Oscar initially felt like yelling after her and calling her a bitch but then he smiled and chuckled. She was right. No matter what advice she gave him he knew what he must do. Even if he knew he could lose her he knew he would still do it.
Once again he felt that feeling in his crotch and a sickly feeling in his stomach followed.
Re: Leslie.
Leslie Chapter 22
“Marcus! Are you saying that Marcus is in Phuket and has tried to call me?”
“That is exactly what I said, sweetheart.”
“My God, I don’t believe it. You say that you saw him in the restaurant a few days ago with this woman, Leslie, didn’t you but you didn’t tell me?”
“I did tell you, I just have.”
“Would you have told me if he didn’t call?”
Oscar looked at the floor for a few seconds and then across at his wife, “I probably would have. I guess I was looking for an opportunity but then a part of me kept saying be careful, Oscar.”
“Well, you tell that part of yourself that what happened ended years ago when I made a decision to not let my relationship go any further with Marcus. I’ve been a good wife to you haven’t I?”
“Yes, you have but I also know you loved him.”
“No, I loved you. I felt a magnetic attraction towards Marcus but it wasn’t love, not love the way I have loved you, Oscar. It was a strong sexual attraction, not love.”
“Who is to say you wouldn’t have that same sexual attraction for him today? You know you and me, we don’t have sex every day like we used to. Sometimes we go for weeks. Who is to say if I could compete with him today?”
“Oscar we have our family. We have our houses, our land, our businesses our friends and our sports. We are rich compared to most people. Why would any woman give that up at my age to go chasing after a man who can’t keep his penis in his pants for one second? Besides Marcus probably has a relationship now and wouldn’t be interested.”
“So you think a man would call an old girlfriend he loved and lost years ago if he had a meaningful relationship, do you?”
“No, I guess not but it changes nothing for me.”
“Yes, I know. It doesn’t change anything for you.” Oscar folded his hands on his knees and looked down between his legs at the floor. Irene watched him for quite a long time before speaking.
“It’s not me that you’re worried about, is it? It’s you. Are you going to talk to me about it, Oscar or do I have to guess?”
“I don’t know how to talk to you about it.” He looked up at her, “I don’t understand it myself so how can I ever explain it to you?”
“Fffuuuccckkkk, Oscar, you don’t want me to go see him, do you?”
“I don’t know.” He looked down at the floor again and then across at her once more with a look of defeat on his face. “When we left him in Western Australia that time you wanted to stay and I convinced you that we should leave together. I keep thinking back that I should have stayed and let you take your affair to the limit of what was possible.”
“You don’t mean that. He had recently married and his wife would have left him if I hadn’t left. I was off the pill and approaching the dangerous time of my cycle. You wouldn’t want me to become a marriage wrecker, would you? You wouldn’t want to have to raise his child, would you? All of that was a distinct possibility. You simply cannot possibly mean what you just said, Oscar.”
Oscar once more looked down between his legs at the floor. Very quietly he told her, “It’s my recurring dream that I have lived over and over again since that day. What would have happened if I had not taken you away? There are many, many possibilities but possibilities are not reality. The reality cannot be guessed or dreamed up."
“Well, I can tell you part of it, Oscar. To start with his wife was on the verge of walking away from him. Another two or three days and I would have become pregnant. You would have got angry with me and left me there and once he was finished with me he would have thrown me away like a dirty rag the same way as he did every other woman he impregnated. Finally, this conversation would not be happening because you would not have let me come back to you carrying another man’s child.”
“No! You’re wrong. Maybe the part about Makayla walking away may have been true but he threw all those other women away because he didn’t love them. Makayla left him anyway. He loved you and I think you may have loved him too.” He looked up at her and saw her expression so added, “But then I could be wrong.”
“So now you are leading up to insisting that I restart my affair with Marcus so you can eventually tell me, I told you so after my brain is all messed up and I have no idea of what I am doing. The answer is NO! Oscar. I will not lead a man on to believe he has a future with me when we both know I will not leave you for him. This conversation is now over.”
Irene stood up and walked across to his chair. He looked up at her to say, “You’re going to meet him somewhere, sometime. Phuket is not such a big place that you will be able to avoid it.”
“If it happens then I will sit and talk to you about it if the spark reignites but I am not going to purposely meet him with the intent of having an affair with him so get that idea out of your fucked up brain right now. I love you, Oscar, you’re my husband and that’s what is important. Until then nothing else matters. Now are you going off to work or should I call the manager to tell him he needs to call for replacement staff.”
“I must go to work. There are things I have to do at the restaurant.”
….
Leslie lay quietly beside her boyfriend. On the other side of him lay Bubbles and cuddled up to her was her husband Annop. She looked up at the roof thinking of the previous night. She knew that Ron would not be awake for some time yet as she had felt him having his way with Bubbles a number of times during the early morning and then she felt Bubble's Husband enjoying his opportunity after the sun rose so they also could be expected to sleep late.
Her mind drifted to thoughts of Oscar and Irene and she made a mental note to talk to Ron about going out to dinner with them. She looked forward to meeting Irene, the mysterious woman she had heard so much about. She thought of how just hearing tales of someone can form impressions in one’s mind and she felt that perhaps she had been a little hard on Oscar last night. Marcus always called him “that weak fucking cuckold c, Oscar,” but to Leslie, Oscar didn’t appear overly weak at all. Perhaps that impression had made her biased and so she should smooth things over with him later in the day.
She got out quietly and made her way to the bathroom. She showered and dressed then made her way quietly out to the kitchen. She looked at the clock and was surprised it was approaching ten o’clock. She threw on some raisin toast and made a cup of coffee then as she ate them she made her way to her car.
The restaurant was relatively quiet as the breakfast rush was over. She walked in and almost run into Oscar, “Good day, mate,” she said.
Oscar smiled and told her, ”Good morning, Leslie are you in for breakfast this morning?”
“Not particularly, no but I could do with another coffee if you promise to sit with me to talk.”
“I’ll get the coffee. Take a seat out back there. See that table away from everybody?”
“Sure, nice and private, just what I want.”
Leslie sat and waited. A few minutes later Oscar appeared with two coffees. “I made yours exactly the same way as you asked the first time you came in with Marcus. I hope that’s right.”
“You’re a very astute waiter, aren’t you? I’ll bet you were a really great manager of the vineyard too.”
“Yes, I had to be. Madame was on to everything so if I hadn’t been good at it I would not have lasted long.”
“Marcus said that his mother made you very rich. Is that true?”
“I invested every penny that I could back into the vineyard. Madame and her sons lived it up after the old man passed away which meant that much of their money was borrowed funding so I bought up with every little bit of money that they squandered. Madame needed someone to pull the business out of trouble and my then-boss told her that she should consider employing me for the task. He did that because I had helped him save his business from bankruptcy something I have never told anybody before so I ask you not to repeat that if you don’t mind.”
“I came to apologize for cutting you off so bluntly last night. I’m sorry. I should have gone about things differently.”
“Yes, but the result would have been the same, correct?”
“Probably, yes but you were concerned and I should have been a little more diplomatic about it, that’s all. I’m not always a bitch.”
He smiled at her and told her, “You have a gift. You obviously can read people’s minds. How else could you have known what I felt like calling you?”
They both laughed together. “Yes, I was, wasn’t I?”
“Do you mind if I ask you a personal question about last night?”
“No, fire but I think I know what you’re going to ask.”
“Well, I was wondering why if you love that man as much as you appeared to the previous night why did you let that younger girl seduce him?”
“I am starting to believe that I love her as well as the man. Then there is the husband who wished to watch his wife being seduced so to be safe it made sense to put Ron and Bubbles together and for her husband and me to watch.”
“I see and you trust them?”
“Yes, I do. She loves her husband but he can’t satisfy her in the same way as some men can. Her husband had never had the opportunity to watch so I made it all happen. They, all three of them loved it and I enjoyed watching.” She smiled at him, “Marcus told me that you enjoyed something similar with your wife. It is where I developed the idea from, what he told me?”
“I see,” he smiled, “so you’re like my student, learning from me? Leslie is learning to become a female cuckold.”
She laughed, “I guess that’s right, isn’t it? What of Irene, are you going to send her to him?”
“No, but I was going to suggest we go on a trip out to Phi Phi Island on his boat. We had talked about it before I knew he ran the trip.”
“Can I suggest that you leave it for about two to three weeks? He presently has this lady and her husband. She is going to get sick of him in around two maybe three weeks and then he will be alone. I’ll keep you informed.”
“You’ll help me?”
“Of course, why wouldn’t I help you but on one condition,” she pointed at him.
He smiled, “Okay, what’s the catch?”
“When you fall to pieces from the stress and Irene tells you she loves him and you need a shoulder to cry on, promise me you’ll use mine so I can patch you up again.”
“Why do you think that is going to happen?”
“I know it will because he told me she was the only woman he has ever loved. He said something else that was true too, he told me that one day you would bring her back to him because in his words you are a weak fucking cuckold c, Oscar. Now please promise me that when you do this you will keep me informed and come to me when you need to be patched up again.”
“You certainly don’t beat around the bush, do you?”
“I now consider you a friend, Oscar so if I didn’t tell you the truth then I’d be leaving you unaware of what you are jumping into. Besides, Marcus told me a lot about you and I felt that I already liked you before we met.”
“Is that why you were so short with me last night?”
“That was part of it, yes. The other part is that the man I love was with the woman I love and I really didn’t want to be away from them for too long.”
“You didn’t trust them?”
She chuckled, “No, that’s not it. I just didn’t want to miss out on anything. I was enjoying it all the same way you enjoyed watching your wife having the living daylights fucked out of her by Marcus. You enjoyed it so much that you are willing to lose her to experience it again. That’s the truth. Isn’t it?”
“Yes, it is but the truth is I’d feel safer if it were someone different like your Ron, for example.”
“I don’t know about that. Why don’t we have our night out together and we’ll see how your wife and I hit it off first.”
“Okay, agreed. Would you be offended if I kissed you, my dear? I feel indebted to you for your honesty.”
“Friends kiss, that’s fine but don’t get any ideas.”
“As I told you that is Irene’s thing, not mine.”
Oscar took her into his arms and they kissed as lovers might. Leslie was surprised to feel his penis was hard and pressing into her as they held each other. She knew he must have it bad if just talking about Marcus seducing his wife had turned him on in such a way. It also surprised her how good it felt for her to be held by him. The activities of the prior night had left her a little turned on and the feel of his protrusion turned her on just a little bit more than it should. She needed to get home to Ron.
“Marcus! Are you saying that Marcus is in Phuket and has tried to call me?”
“That is exactly what I said, sweetheart.”
“My God, I don’t believe it. You say that you saw him in the restaurant a few days ago with this woman, Leslie, didn’t you but you didn’t tell me?”
“I did tell you, I just have.”
“Would you have told me if he didn’t call?”
Oscar looked at the floor for a few seconds and then across at his wife, “I probably would have. I guess I was looking for an opportunity but then a part of me kept saying be careful, Oscar.”
“Well, you tell that part of yourself that what happened ended years ago when I made a decision to not let my relationship go any further with Marcus. I’ve been a good wife to you haven’t I?”
“Yes, you have but I also know you loved him.”
“No, I loved you. I felt a magnetic attraction towards Marcus but it wasn’t love, not love the way I have loved you, Oscar. It was a strong sexual attraction, not love.”
“Who is to say you wouldn’t have that same sexual attraction for him today? You know you and me, we don’t have sex every day like we used to. Sometimes we go for weeks. Who is to say if I could compete with him today?”
“Oscar we have our family. We have our houses, our land, our businesses our friends and our sports. We are rich compared to most people. Why would any woman give that up at my age to go chasing after a man who can’t keep his penis in his pants for one second? Besides Marcus probably has a relationship now and wouldn’t be interested.”
“So you think a man would call an old girlfriend he loved and lost years ago if he had a meaningful relationship, do you?”
“No, I guess not but it changes nothing for me.”
“Yes, I know. It doesn’t change anything for you.” Oscar folded his hands on his knees and looked down between his legs at the floor. Irene watched him for quite a long time before speaking.
“It’s not me that you’re worried about, is it? It’s you. Are you going to talk to me about it, Oscar or do I have to guess?”
“I don’t know how to talk to you about it.” He looked up at her, “I don’t understand it myself so how can I ever explain it to you?”
“Fffuuuccckkkk, Oscar, you don’t want me to go see him, do you?”
“I don’t know.” He looked down at the floor again and then across at her once more with a look of defeat on his face. “When we left him in Western Australia that time you wanted to stay and I convinced you that we should leave together. I keep thinking back that I should have stayed and let you take your affair to the limit of what was possible.”
“You don’t mean that. He had recently married and his wife would have left him if I hadn’t left. I was off the pill and approaching the dangerous time of my cycle. You wouldn’t want me to become a marriage wrecker, would you? You wouldn’t want to have to raise his child, would you? All of that was a distinct possibility. You simply cannot possibly mean what you just said, Oscar.”
Oscar once more looked down between his legs at the floor. Very quietly he told her, “It’s my recurring dream that I have lived over and over again since that day. What would have happened if I had not taken you away? There are many, many possibilities but possibilities are not reality. The reality cannot be guessed or dreamed up."
“Well, I can tell you part of it, Oscar. To start with his wife was on the verge of walking away from him. Another two or three days and I would have become pregnant. You would have got angry with me and left me there and once he was finished with me he would have thrown me away like a dirty rag the same way as he did every other woman he impregnated. Finally, this conversation would not be happening because you would not have let me come back to you carrying another man’s child.”
“No! You’re wrong. Maybe the part about Makayla walking away may have been true but he threw all those other women away because he didn’t love them. Makayla left him anyway. He loved you and I think you may have loved him too.” He looked up at her and saw her expression so added, “But then I could be wrong.”
“So now you are leading up to insisting that I restart my affair with Marcus so you can eventually tell me, I told you so after my brain is all messed up and I have no idea of what I am doing. The answer is NO! Oscar. I will not lead a man on to believe he has a future with me when we both know I will not leave you for him. This conversation is now over.”
Irene stood up and walked across to his chair. He looked up at her to say, “You’re going to meet him somewhere, sometime. Phuket is not such a big place that you will be able to avoid it.”
“If it happens then I will sit and talk to you about it if the spark reignites but I am not going to purposely meet him with the intent of having an affair with him so get that idea out of your fucked up brain right now. I love you, Oscar, you’re my husband and that’s what is important. Until then nothing else matters. Now are you going off to work or should I call the manager to tell him he needs to call for replacement staff.”
“I must go to work. There are things I have to do at the restaurant.”
….
Leslie lay quietly beside her boyfriend. On the other side of him lay Bubbles and cuddled up to her was her husband Annop. She looked up at the roof thinking of the previous night. She knew that Ron would not be awake for some time yet as she had felt him having his way with Bubbles a number of times during the early morning and then she felt Bubble's Husband enjoying his opportunity after the sun rose so they also could be expected to sleep late.
Her mind drifted to thoughts of Oscar and Irene and she made a mental note to talk to Ron about going out to dinner with them. She looked forward to meeting Irene, the mysterious woman she had heard so much about. She thought of how just hearing tales of someone can form impressions in one’s mind and she felt that perhaps she had been a little hard on Oscar last night. Marcus always called him “that weak fucking cuckold c, Oscar,” but to Leslie, Oscar didn’t appear overly weak at all. Perhaps that impression had made her biased and so she should smooth things over with him later in the day.
She got out quietly and made her way to the bathroom. She showered and dressed then made her way quietly out to the kitchen. She looked at the clock and was surprised it was approaching ten o’clock. She threw on some raisin toast and made a cup of coffee then as she ate them she made her way to her car.
The restaurant was relatively quiet as the breakfast rush was over. She walked in and almost run into Oscar, “Good day, mate,” she said.
Oscar smiled and told her, ”Good morning, Leslie are you in for breakfast this morning?”
“Not particularly, no but I could do with another coffee if you promise to sit with me to talk.”
“I’ll get the coffee. Take a seat out back there. See that table away from everybody?”
“Sure, nice and private, just what I want.”
Leslie sat and waited. A few minutes later Oscar appeared with two coffees. “I made yours exactly the same way as you asked the first time you came in with Marcus. I hope that’s right.”
“You’re a very astute waiter, aren’t you? I’ll bet you were a really great manager of the vineyard too.”
“Yes, I had to be. Madame was on to everything so if I hadn’t been good at it I would not have lasted long.”
“Marcus said that his mother made you very rich. Is that true?”
“I invested every penny that I could back into the vineyard. Madame and her sons lived it up after the old man passed away which meant that much of their money was borrowed funding so I bought up with every little bit of money that they squandered. Madame needed someone to pull the business out of trouble and my then-boss told her that she should consider employing me for the task. He did that because I had helped him save his business from bankruptcy something I have never told anybody before so I ask you not to repeat that if you don’t mind.”
“I came to apologize for cutting you off so bluntly last night. I’m sorry. I should have gone about things differently.”
“Yes, but the result would have been the same, correct?”
“Probably, yes but you were concerned and I should have been a little more diplomatic about it, that’s all. I’m not always a bitch.”
He smiled at her and told her, “You have a gift. You obviously can read people’s minds. How else could you have known what I felt like calling you?”
They both laughed together. “Yes, I was, wasn’t I?”
“Do you mind if I ask you a personal question about last night?”
“No, fire but I think I know what you’re going to ask.”
“Well, I was wondering why if you love that man as much as you appeared to the previous night why did you let that younger girl seduce him?”
“I am starting to believe that I love her as well as the man. Then there is the husband who wished to watch his wife being seduced so to be safe it made sense to put Ron and Bubbles together and for her husband and me to watch.”
“I see and you trust them?”
“Yes, I do. She loves her husband but he can’t satisfy her in the same way as some men can. Her husband had never had the opportunity to watch so I made it all happen. They, all three of them loved it and I enjoyed watching.” She smiled at him, “Marcus told me that you enjoyed something similar with your wife. It is where I developed the idea from, what he told me?”
“I see,” he smiled, “so you’re like my student, learning from me? Leslie is learning to become a female cuckold.”
She laughed, “I guess that’s right, isn’t it? What of Irene, are you going to send her to him?”
“No, but I was going to suggest we go on a trip out to Phi Phi Island on his boat. We had talked about it before I knew he ran the trip.”
“Can I suggest that you leave it for about two to three weeks? He presently has this lady and her husband. She is going to get sick of him in around two maybe three weeks and then he will be alone. I’ll keep you informed.”
“You’ll help me?”
“Of course, why wouldn’t I help you but on one condition,” she pointed at him.
He smiled, “Okay, what’s the catch?”
“When you fall to pieces from the stress and Irene tells you she loves him and you need a shoulder to cry on, promise me you’ll use mine so I can patch you up again.”
“Why do you think that is going to happen?”
“I know it will because he told me she was the only woman he has ever loved. He said something else that was true too, he told me that one day you would bring her back to him because in his words you are a weak fucking cuckold c, Oscar. Now please promise me that when you do this you will keep me informed and come to me when you need to be patched up again.”
“You certainly don’t beat around the bush, do you?”
“I now consider you a friend, Oscar so if I didn’t tell you the truth then I’d be leaving you unaware of what you are jumping into. Besides, Marcus told me a lot about you and I felt that I already liked you before we met.”
“Is that why you were so short with me last night?”
“That was part of it, yes. The other part is that the man I love was with the woman I love and I really didn’t want to be away from them for too long.”
“You didn’t trust them?”
She chuckled, “No, that’s not it. I just didn’t want to miss out on anything. I was enjoying it all the same way you enjoyed watching your wife having the living daylights fucked out of her by Marcus. You enjoyed it so much that you are willing to lose her to experience it again. That’s the truth. Isn’t it?”
“Yes, it is but the truth is I’d feel safer if it were someone different like your Ron, for example.”
“I don’t know about that. Why don’t we have our night out together and we’ll see how your wife and I hit it off first.”
“Okay, agreed. Would you be offended if I kissed you, my dear? I feel indebted to you for your honesty.”
“Friends kiss, that’s fine but don’t get any ideas.”
“As I told you that is Irene’s thing, not mine.”
Oscar took her into his arms and they kissed as lovers might. Leslie was surprised to feel his penis was hard and pressing into her as they held each other. She knew he must have it bad if just talking about Marcus seducing his wife had turned him on in such a way. It also surprised her how good it felt for her to be held by him. The activities of the prior night had left her a little turned on and the feel of his protrusion turned her on just a little bit more than it should. She needed to get home to Ron.
Re: Leslie.
Leslie Chapter 23
As Leslie walked up the driveway her phone rang. She looked at the screen and saw that it was Ron. She smiled and as she entered the house she pushed the green button.
“Leslie speaking.”
“Hello, honey. We are all out of bed and wondering where you are.”
Leslie walked around the corner to the kitchen where Ron was looking into the refrigerator and said, “I’ll be with you shortly.”
“Okay,” he said, “I’ll cook up some eggs and bacon while Annop and Bubbles shower.”
“I had better help you then,” she said setting her mobile on the bench top.
“I’ll hold off until you’re home then.”
“No, you start the cooking now. I’ll see you soon,” and pushed the red button.
Ron turned away from the refrigerator to find Leslie standing beside him. They both burst out laughing.
“Did you have a good morning?” He asked.
“I did and I don’t need to ask the same of you. Oh Ron, oh Ron, oh Ron,” she said imitating Bubble's voice.
“You’re not jealous, are you?”
“No, I’m not actually. I thought I might be a little but it didn’t happen. I guess the only complaint I have is I was a little ignored but then I wanted to sleep anyway.”
“I’ll make a point of paying you more attention if there happens to be another time.”
“Good, because tonight we will be doing a re-run if you can stand up to it, that is.”
“I think I can do a re-run. She is pretty special is our Bubbles.”
“Yes, she is very special. While I think of it I am setting up a dinner date with Oscar and Irene for next week.”
“You mean Oscar, the waiter from the restaurant last night.”
“The same.”
“Okay, I’ve never been out to dinner with a waiter before.”
“Well, there is something you should know but before I tell you I need you to swear to never repeat it.”
“Cross my heart and swear to die if I speak of it.”
“Okay, Oscar is the restaurant owner.”
“The owner, why is he waiting tables then?”
“Who knows? Maybe he wants to watch the staff closer than he could if they knew he was the owner or maybe he just likes waiting on the tables. It’s anybody’s guess.”
“And we are going out to dinner with him. Why?”
“I want to meet his wife, Irene. She was once my ex’s girlfriend.”
“Are you joking?”
“Nope, it’s a small world.”
“Small, my God it is macro-sized for all this to come together in our backyard. Okay, I won’t ask any more. I know you will have it all under control.”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence but I have no idea of where all this will lead. I guess we can just go forward and hold on for dear life.”
…..
With Oscar at work, Irene tried reading a book to keep her mind off what Oscar had told her but found it was impossible. She went for a walk down along the beach but again the only thing she could think of was Marcus and their past. Eventually, in desperation, she drove off to the market to do the shopping.
Returning home to their house she unpacked the groceries to find that she had doubled up on a number of goods. It was obvious to her that her brain was not thinking clearly. She sat down in the lounge, put her head in her hands and had a good cry. At no time did she understand why she was crying but she cried anyway.
Finally, she rolled up in a ball on the lounge and went to sleep feeling totally exhausted. She awoke to find it was late afternoon. After washing and visiting the toilet she arrived at the conclusion that at least she could find out more about him. She took out her mobile and did a search for Marcus’s name and up popped an advert for a company called “Boating adventures.” She now at least knew what he was doing for a living.
That done she set her phone down and went about preparing some dinner for herself. She looked forward to a couple of days’ time when Oscar would have a couple of nights off so they could go out together for a meal or to some entertainment.
After her meal, she put on a video and watched a movie knowing that Oscar would be home shortly after. The movie finished but she had no idea what the movie was about. She then went and had her shower to prepare for bed and for the arrival of her husband.
Oscar arrived shortly after she finished her shower. She heard him parking his car. She waited at the door took him into her arms and kissed him the moment he walked in the door.
“Wow, someone is frisky tonight,” he told her.
“Yes, I’ve been waiting for you. I love you, you know.”
“Yes, I know that and I love you too.”
“Take me to bed.”
“I will but before I go to bed I must shower.” He picked her up and carried her to their bedroom. He kissed her before he told her, “Let me wash and put some food away in the refrigerator and then I will make love to you.”
“Don’t be long. I’ve been waiting for you all night.”
Oscar had a quick wash up then moved to the kitchen to look after the food he had bought home. On his way back to the bedroom he saw Irene’s mobile so he picked it up to put it on charge in the bedroom. As he did so the screen opened showing an advert for a boating company. Suspecting what it was, he read the advert to find the proprietor's name, Marcus.
‘Irene has been checking him out,’ he thought, ‘she wants to know about him. Maybe she has decided to meet with him. What should I do?’ He sat down trying to work out if he should tell her that he knows or just let it all happen. Eventually, Irene called from the bedroom.
“Oscar. Are you coming to bed?”
“Yes, honey. I’ll be right there.”
He picked up the phone and carried it to her. As he handed it across to her he must have bumped the active button once more and the screen lit up showing the advert she had been looking at earlier but she noticed that the screen had been paged down. She plugged the phone into the charger and then turned to Oscar.
“Have you been checking my mobile?”
“I picked it up and it turned on. I didn’t do it on purpose.”
“I see. Is there anything you want to ask me?”
“Yes.”
“Then ask.”
“Would you make love to me?”
“Oscar, you know that’s not what I mean.”
“Isn’t it, I’m sorry. Is there something else I should be asking about?”
“You must have seen the advert on my mobile.”
“Yes, I guess you were making inquiries about our trip out to Phi Phi Island. Did you book the tickets?”
“No, I didn’t book the tickets but I did find out what Marcus does for a living here in Phuket.”
“Irene, I love you and I trust you. You don’t have to put yourself through this if you don’t want to. Why don’t we just make love, hold each other and then go to sleep.”
“I can’t. I’ve deceived you by looking up what Marcus does for a living. And yes, I do want to go on that boat trip because now that you’ve told me I can’t get him out of my head. I don’t want to think about him but I can’t help it. I’m sorry.”
“Come here. I want to make love to you. I’ve never wanted to make love to you more than right at this moment.”
“Oscar, how can I? If I do I will be thinking of him and you know it too.”
“Good, because then you will cum and I haven’t been able to make you cum for more than a decade and I don’t care who you think of, I want you to cum with me fucking you.”
“Okay, make love to me then.”
He did and she did and Oscar knew precisely why she did.
But then, they do say that there are no secrets in a good marriage.
As Leslie walked up the driveway her phone rang. She looked at the screen and saw that it was Ron. She smiled and as she entered the house she pushed the green button.
“Leslie speaking.”
“Hello, honey. We are all out of bed and wondering where you are.”
Leslie walked around the corner to the kitchen where Ron was looking into the refrigerator and said, “I’ll be with you shortly.”
“Okay,” he said, “I’ll cook up some eggs and bacon while Annop and Bubbles shower.”
“I had better help you then,” she said setting her mobile on the bench top.
“I’ll hold off until you’re home then.”
“No, you start the cooking now. I’ll see you soon,” and pushed the red button.
Ron turned away from the refrigerator to find Leslie standing beside him. They both burst out laughing.
“Did you have a good morning?” He asked.
“I did and I don’t need to ask the same of you. Oh Ron, oh Ron, oh Ron,” she said imitating Bubble's voice.
“You’re not jealous, are you?”
“No, I’m not actually. I thought I might be a little but it didn’t happen. I guess the only complaint I have is I was a little ignored but then I wanted to sleep anyway.”
“I’ll make a point of paying you more attention if there happens to be another time.”
“Good, because tonight we will be doing a re-run if you can stand up to it, that is.”
“I think I can do a re-run. She is pretty special is our Bubbles.”
“Yes, she is very special. While I think of it I am setting up a dinner date with Oscar and Irene for next week.”
“You mean Oscar, the waiter from the restaurant last night.”
“The same.”
“Okay, I’ve never been out to dinner with a waiter before.”
“Well, there is something you should know but before I tell you I need you to swear to never repeat it.”
“Cross my heart and swear to die if I speak of it.”
“Okay, Oscar is the restaurant owner.”
“The owner, why is he waiting tables then?”
“Who knows? Maybe he wants to watch the staff closer than he could if they knew he was the owner or maybe he just likes waiting on the tables. It’s anybody’s guess.”
“And we are going out to dinner with him. Why?”
“I want to meet his wife, Irene. She was once my ex’s girlfriend.”
“Are you joking?”
“Nope, it’s a small world.”
“Small, my God it is macro-sized for all this to come together in our backyard. Okay, I won’t ask any more. I know you will have it all under control.”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence but I have no idea of where all this will lead. I guess we can just go forward and hold on for dear life.”
…..
With Oscar at work, Irene tried reading a book to keep her mind off what Oscar had told her but found it was impossible. She went for a walk down along the beach but again the only thing she could think of was Marcus and their past. Eventually, in desperation, she drove off to the market to do the shopping.
Returning home to their house she unpacked the groceries to find that she had doubled up on a number of goods. It was obvious to her that her brain was not thinking clearly. She sat down in the lounge, put her head in her hands and had a good cry. At no time did she understand why she was crying but she cried anyway.
Finally, she rolled up in a ball on the lounge and went to sleep feeling totally exhausted. She awoke to find it was late afternoon. After washing and visiting the toilet she arrived at the conclusion that at least she could find out more about him. She took out her mobile and did a search for Marcus’s name and up popped an advert for a company called “Boating adventures.” She now at least knew what he was doing for a living.
That done she set her phone down and went about preparing some dinner for herself. She looked forward to a couple of days’ time when Oscar would have a couple of nights off so they could go out together for a meal or to some entertainment.
After her meal, she put on a video and watched a movie knowing that Oscar would be home shortly after. The movie finished but she had no idea what the movie was about. She then went and had her shower to prepare for bed and for the arrival of her husband.
Oscar arrived shortly after she finished her shower. She heard him parking his car. She waited at the door took him into her arms and kissed him the moment he walked in the door.
“Wow, someone is frisky tonight,” he told her.
“Yes, I’ve been waiting for you. I love you, you know.”
“Yes, I know that and I love you too.”
“Take me to bed.”
“I will but before I go to bed I must shower.” He picked her up and carried her to their bedroom. He kissed her before he told her, “Let me wash and put some food away in the refrigerator and then I will make love to you.”
“Don’t be long. I’ve been waiting for you all night.”
Oscar had a quick wash up then moved to the kitchen to look after the food he had bought home. On his way back to the bedroom he saw Irene’s mobile so he picked it up to put it on charge in the bedroom. As he did so the screen opened showing an advert for a boating company. Suspecting what it was, he read the advert to find the proprietor's name, Marcus.
‘Irene has been checking him out,’ he thought, ‘she wants to know about him. Maybe she has decided to meet with him. What should I do?’ He sat down trying to work out if he should tell her that he knows or just let it all happen. Eventually, Irene called from the bedroom.
“Oscar. Are you coming to bed?”
“Yes, honey. I’ll be right there.”
He picked up the phone and carried it to her. As he handed it across to her he must have bumped the active button once more and the screen lit up showing the advert she had been looking at earlier but she noticed that the screen had been paged down. She plugged the phone into the charger and then turned to Oscar.
“Have you been checking my mobile?”
“I picked it up and it turned on. I didn’t do it on purpose.”
“I see. Is there anything you want to ask me?”
“Yes.”
“Then ask.”
“Would you make love to me?”
“Oscar, you know that’s not what I mean.”
“Isn’t it, I’m sorry. Is there something else I should be asking about?”
“You must have seen the advert on my mobile.”
“Yes, I guess you were making inquiries about our trip out to Phi Phi Island. Did you book the tickets?”
“No, I didn’t book the tickets but I did find out what Marcus does for a living here in Phuket.”
“Irene, I love you and I trust you. You don’t have to put yourself through this if you don’t want to. Why don’t we just make love, hold each other and then go to sleep.”
“I can’t. I’ve deceived you by looking up what Marcus does for a living. And yes, I do want to go on that boat trip because now that you’ve told me I can’t get him out of my head. I don’t want to think about him but I can’t help it. I’m sorry.”
“Come here. I want to make love to you. I’ve never wanted to make love to you more than right at this moment.”
“Oscar, how can I? If I do I will be thinking of him and you know it too.”
“Good, because then you will cum and I haven’t been able to make you cum for more than a decade and I don’t care who you think of, I want you to cum with me fucking you.”
“Okay, make love to me then.”
He did and she did and Oscar knew precisely why she did.
But then, they do say that there are no secrets in a good marriage.
Re: Leslie.
Leslie Chapter 24
After parking the car Leslie walked slowly towards the entrance to the restaurant to find Ron waiting for her at the doorway.
“Where are Bubbles and Annop,” she asked.
“They have gone in to our table.”
“That’s not the way to treat your date, Ron.”
“Bubbles led and he followed. I was not going in without the woman I love.”
“Wow, that’s progress I didn’t expect. From your latest date to the woman you love in just a few hours."
“Isn’t it about time we dealt with facts instead of beating around the bush? You know and I know this is developing into something more than just a couple of dates.”
She smiled up at the big man lifted onto her tip toes and gently kissed him on the lips. “Yes, I know and I think I might have known from the first time we kissed. Thank you for understanding what is very important to me.”
“But you still want me to go through with this business with Bubbles.”
“Yes, I do and it is not just this business with Bubbles. It is this business with me, Bubbles, Annop and you.”
“Maybe you and I need to discuss this further before it gets too far out of control. I need to understand your motivation.”
“Yes, maybe we should discuss it but for now we have guests waiting for us at the table inside and it would be impolite to leave them sitting wondering what is happening. The discussion will need to wait until you and I are alone.”
“Okay, lead the way.”
Leslie stood still looking up at him for a moment then asked, “Don’t you want to be with Bubbles tonight?”
“That’s the problem. I do want to be with Bubbles tonight. I want to be with her again more than I did last night.”
“Good, that is what I hoped for. Come on. Your Bubbles awaits you, my lord.” She giggled then walked ahead with her chin upright looking directly ahead of her and her high heels clicking loudly on the hard floor with her hips swinging wildly as she walked. Every eye in the restaurant was drawn to her. Who could not admire such a woman? She looked so proud, so beautiful and so desirable. Every man in the restaurant that night wished he was Ron as well as many of the women.
Oscar stood beside their table to welcome her holding back her chair beside Annop. She walked up to him, kissed him gently on the cheek and told him, “Thank you, Oscar, my love. And how did it all go with your lovely wife today?”
Oscar smiled, “as good as could be expected. I’m sure there will be some things happening later in the week. Irene has found a boating company that does trips out to Phi Phi Island so I think we may be going out on a day trip shortly.”
“That’s good, Oscar. I’m sure you and your wife will enjoy the scenery and the company out on the Island. Please keep us informed of progress.”
“I will do that.”
“Good,” she said as she took her seat.
“And what are we drinking tonight,” Oscar asked as he nodded across with a smile to Ron who took his seat beside Bubbles.
“I think we would have the same, should we,” Ron asked as he looked around the table noting the nod of agreement from everyone. “That’s two Orgasms and two beers, thanks, Oscar.”
Oscar smiled understanding the hidden message although not necessarily intended in Ron’s order. He marked up the drinks on his order form, “If that’s all I’ll return shortly to take your meal order,” and then he promptly left.
Ron had placed his hands on the table. Bubbles shortly after placed her right hand on top of his while smiling at her husband who smiled back. Leslie took a look down at the crotch of Annop’s trousers and once more noted the protrusion in the front of his pants. The night was underway with bubbles leading the charge.
….
Once more Irene could not stop thinking of Marcus and their time together once Oscar had left for the restaurant. She tried everything she knew to clear her head of those thoughts but every time her mind bought her back to thinking of the same subject. She thought of the fun times they had together. She thought of the anguish that her husband Oscar went through, anguish that she suspected he enjoyed more than despised. She thought of how good it felt to be held in Marcus’s arms and finally, she felt what that feeling of absolute sexual satisfaction was like, something she had not experienced for many years.
Then once again tears flowed down her cheeks, but why? Were they tears of joy to relive in her mind that feeling of complete satisfaction? Were they tears because of that loss of loving a man who could never give her that same satisfaction or was it something else?
It was then that she realised the truth.
“Oh no,” she gasped. “They are tears of shame, shame at knowing that I will be deceiving the man I love when the opportunity presents itself, tears at knowing that she will make damn sure she meets Marcus again. They are tears for knowing he will want me as I will want him, tears of shame at knowing that no matter how much I love Oscar he cannot give me the satisfaction I desire that Marcus can and will provide.”
She grabbed her purse off the table and walked to her Audi then sped away towards the south to the boat harbour looking for the man who she knew would embrace her with open arms when they next meet.
She toured the boat harbour and its surroundings for hours but to no avail. Marcus was locked away safely with his present lover, Peter’s wife, Sheryl. As Marcus blasted his child making fluid deep inside Peter’s wife Irene placed her head on the steering wheel of the Audi as the tears slowly ran down her cheeks. At that very moment unbeknown to Marcus, Sheryl, Peter or Irene Marcus’s seed was making contact with Sheryl’s egg as she ovulated. Marcus’s lover was about to join the fifty or more women who would be cast aside by a man they fell in love with for no other reason than she had conceived.
Peter was about to fulfil his wish, he was to be called daddy by a child who would never know that the man she thought was her father was infertile, unable to breed. Peter’s family who knew that Peter was infertile would all believe it was a miracle. There was a miracle but the miracle was not the conception. The miracle was Peter, a man who would put aside all rational thought processes to become the father that every child deserves and dreams of having, someone who loves her unconditionally.
Irene looked at her watch. She knew that if she didn’t go home soon the man she loved would be home before her and she would have to explain to him what she had been doing and there was no explanation for it, no rational one at least. She knew she must go because if called on to explain she wouldn’t know how to. She didn’t understand it herself.
….
Oscar pulled his Audi in beside Irene’s. He picked up the food that he regularly bought home with him and walked towards the door to the unit. As he passed the front of Irene’s car he felt something. He stopped and walked backwards a couple of steps. There it was again a feeling of heat from the front of Irene’s car. She had been out driving. He glanced at his watch. The time was just after midnight. Why would Irene be out driving so late?
At the door, he set the food down and reached into his pocket, took out his keys and opened the door. The lights were out but a night light showed him the way to the refrigerator. He put the food away and made his way to the bedroom.
Irene was under the covers facing away from his side of the bed. He whispered, “Are you awake, Rene?” There was no reply. He stood there for a couple of minutes wondering could someone else have used her car. It was highly unlikely unless she gave someone else her keys and there they were on her bedside table. He moved across and picked up her keys and they too felt warm. He shook his head and thought, ‘You’re going crazy, Oscar. No one can feel the warmth on keys just because someone held them.’ He chuckled and wandered off to the bathroom but in the back of his mind, he knew why she had been out driving or at least he thought he knew.
Irene lay dead still. She knew if Oscar knew she was awake he would want to talk and if they were to talk he would see that she had been crying. She knew her husband and she knew that he would want to know why she was crying. How can you explain something you didn’t understand? It was far better for her to pretend to be asleep.
….
Ron lay back on the bed. On one shoulder was his wife on the other his wife’s friend Bubbles and behind Bubbles lay her husband. He felt movement and knew that Annop was making love to his wife, Bubbles but trying to be as quiet as possible about it expecting that Ron and Leslie would not know.
Leslie lifted her head up and looked across at Bubbles and the girls smiled at each other. Ron took it all in as he lay there feeling Bubble’s body move slightly against his shoulder as Annop pushed forward in the mess of sperm that Ron had left inside Bubble's vagina. Leslie was horny and needed something to quench her need. She lifted up, and moved across Ron’s chest to kiss Bubbles passionately.
Seeing the girls kissing so passionately Ron’s sexual organs stirred to life, more so when he felt a hand grip him tightly. For a moment he didn’t know which woman had done so but then worked out it had to be Leslie as he could feel Bubble's hand on his leg. He placed his hands around his lover and physically lifted her across his body then reached down with his hand and directed his thick swelling cock into her pussy.
As he thrust forward the women continued to kiss passionately. Finally, he understood why it was that Leslie wanted him to make love to her friend. Leslie had manipulated to get her friend into the present position. She had used him to get to the stage where Leslie could seduce Bubbles without her husband or Ron resisting. It turned Ron on no end and Leslie was about to receive the benefits of his sexual arousal.
Leslie moved on top of Ron as he thrust up to meet her while Leslie continued to kiss her friend passionately. Annop no longer had to move cautiously to cover up his activity with his wife and started to thrust wildly into her soaked and stretched orifice.
For Annop, it didn’t take long until he closed his eyes and muttered, “Oh God, oh God…,” over and over again as he added to the mess inside his wife as Leslie slid slowly up and down on her lover as she kissed her other lover passionately.
Annop got up from the bed and moved to the bathroom as Leslie continued to slide up and back on Ron’s shaft. Ron moved to meet her every movement like a well-oiled machine. Bubbles and Leslie broke their kiss and stared into each other’s eyes until Bubbles mouthed the words without sound, “I love you.” Leslie smiled widely as she said aloud, “Yes, we know you love us and we love you too, don’t we, Ron?”
“Oh yes…, yes…., yes…., yes…., yes….,” Ron called out as he shot his baby making sperm deep inside his infertile woman. Leslie thought that Ron would not respond to her statement but then after regaining his breath following his orgasm he added, “Yes, we do.”
Bubbles smiled widely and threw her arms around Leslie to kiss her again passionately then moved across to kiss Ron on the lips as Annop returned from the bathroom.
After parking the car Leslie walked slowly towards the entrance to the restaurant to find Ron waiting for her at the doorway.
“Where are Bubbles and Annop,” she asked.
“They have gone in to our table.”
“That’s not the way to treat your date, Ron.”
“Bubbles led and he followed. I was not going in without the woman I love.”
“Wow, that’s progress I didn’t expect. From your latest date to the woman you love in just a few hours."
“Isn’t it about time we dealt with facts instead of beating around the bush? You know and I know this is developing into something more than just a couple of dates.”
She smiled up at the big man lifted onto her tip toes and gently kissed him on the lips. “Yes, I know and I think I might have known from the first time we kissed. Thank you for understanding what is very important to me.”
“But you still want me to go through with this business with Bubbles.”
“Yes, I do and it is not just this business with Bubbles. It is this business with me, Bubbles, Annop and you.”
“Maybe you and I need to discuss this further before it gets too far out of control. I need to understand your motivation.”
“Yes, maybe we should discuss it but for now we have guests waiting for us at the table inside and it would be impolite to leave them sitting wondering what is happening. The discussion will need to wait until you and I are alone.”
“Okay, lead the way.”
Leslie stood still looking up at him for a moment then asked, “Don’t you want to be with Bubbles tonight?”
“That’s the problem. I do want to be with Bubbles tonight. I want to be with her again more than I did last night.”
“Good, that is what I hoped for. Come on. Your Bubbles awaits you, my lord.” She giggled then walked ahead with her chin upright looking directly ahead of her and her high heels clicking loudly on the hard floor with her hips swinging wildly as she walked. Every eye in the restaurant was drawn to her. Who could not admire such a woman? She looked so proud, so beautiful and so desirable. Every man in the restaurant that night wished he was Ron as well as many of the women.
Oscar stood beside their table to welcome her holding back her chair beside Annop. She walked up to him, kissed him gently on the cheek and told him, “Thank you, Oscar, my love. And how did it all go with your lovely wife today?”
Oscar smiled, “as good as could be expected. I’m sure there will be some things happening later in the week. Irene has found a boating company that does trips out to Phi Phi Island so I think we may be going out on a day trip shortly.”
“That’s good, Oscar. I’m sure you and your wife will enjoy the scenery and the company out on the Island. Please keep us informed of progress.”
“I will do that.”
“Good,” she said as she took her seat.
“And what are we drinking tonight,” Oscar asked as he nodded across with a smile to Ron who took his seat beside Bubbles.
“I think we would have the same, should we,” Ron asked as he looked around the table noting the nod of agreement from everyone. “That’s two Orgasms and two beers, thanks, Oscar.”
Oscar smiled understanding the hidden message although not necessarily intended in Ron’s order. He marked up the drinks on his order form, “If that’s all I’ll return shortly to take your meal order,” and then he promptly left.
Ron had placed his hands on the table. Bubbles shortly after placed her right hand on top of his while smiling at her husband who smiled back. Leslie took a look down at the crotch of Annop’s trousers and once more noted the protrusion in the front of his pants. The night was underway with bubbles leading the charge.
….
Once more Irene could not stop thinking of Marcus and their time together once Oscar had left for the restaurant. She tried everything she knew to clear her head of those thoughts but every time her mind bought her back to thinking of the same subject. She thought of the fun times they had together. She thought of the anguish that her husband Oscar went through, anguish that she suspected he enjoyed more than despised. She thought of how good it felt to be held in Marcus’s arms and finally, she felt what that feeling of absolute sexual satisfaction was like, something she had not experienced for many years.
Then once again tears flowed down her cheeks, but why? Were they tears of joy to relive in her mind that feeling of complete satisfaction? Were they tears because of that loss of loving a man who could never give her that same satisfaction or was it something else?
It was then that she realised the truth.
“Oh no,” she gasped. “They are tears of shame, shame at knowing that I will be deceiving the man I love when the opportunity presents itself, tears at knowing that she will make damn sure she meets Marcus again. They are tears for knowing he will want me as I will want him, tears of shame at knowing that no matter how much I love Oscar he cannot give me the satisfaction I desire that Marcus can and will provide.”
She grabbed her purse off the table and walked to her Audi then sped away towards the south to the boat harbour looking for the man who she knew would embrace her with open arms when they next meet.
She toured the boat harbour and its surroundings for hours but to no avail. Marcus was locked away safely with his present lover, Peter’s wife, Sheryl. As Marcus blasted his child making fluid deep inside Peter’s wife Irene placed her head on the steering wheel of the Audi as the tears slowly ran down her cheeks. At that very moment unbeknown to Marcus, Sheryl, Peter or Irene Marcus’s seed was making contact with Sheryl’s egg as she ovulated. Marcus’s lover was about to join the fifty or more women who would be cast aside by a man they fell in love with for no other reason than she had conceived.
Peter was about to fulfil his wish, he was to be called daddy by a child who would never know that the man she thought was her father was infertile, unable to breed. Peter’s family who knew that Peter was infertile would all believe it was a miracle. There was a miracle but the miracle was not the conception. The miracle was Peter, a man who would put aside all rational thought processes to become the father that every child deserves and dreams of having, someone who loves her unconditionally.
Irene looked at her watch. She knew that if she didn’t go home soon the man she loved would be home before her and she would have to explain to him what she had been doing and there was no explanation for it, no rational one at least. She knew she must go because if called on to explain she wouldn’t know how to. She didn’t understand it herself.
….
Oscar pulled his Audi in beside Irene’s. He picked up the food that he regularly bought home with him and walked towards the door to the unit. As he passed the front of Irene’s car he felt something. He stopped and walked backwards a couple of steps. There it was again a feeling of heat from the front of Irene’s car. She had been out driving. He glanced at his watch. The time was just after midnight. Why would Irene be out driving so late?
At the door, he set the food down and reached into his pocket, took out his keys and opened the door. The lights were out but a night light showed him the way to the refrigerator. He put the food away and made his way to the bedroom.
Irene was under the covers facing away from his side of the bed. He whispered, “Are you awake, Rene?” There was no reply. He stood there for a couple of minutes wondering could someone else have used her car. It was highly unlikely unless she gave someone else her keys and there they were on her bedside table. He moved across and picked up her keys and they too felt warm. He shook his head and thought, ‘You’re going crazy, Oscar. No one can feel the warmth on keys just because someone held them.’ He chuckled and wandered off to the bathroom but in the back of his mind, he knew why she had been out driving or at least he thought he knew.
Irene lay dead still. She knew if Oscar knew she was awake he would want to talk and if they were to talk he would see that she had been crying. She knew her husband and she knew that he would want to know why she was crying. How can you explain something you didn’t understand? It was far better for her to pretend to be asleep.
….
Ron lay back on the bed. On one shoulder was his wife on the other his wife’s friend Bubbles and behind Bubbles lay her husband. He felt movement and knew that Annop was making love to his wife, Bubbles but trying to be as quiet as possible about it expecting that Ron and Leslie would not know.
Leslie lifted her head up and looked across at Bubbles and the girls smiled at each other. Ron took it all in as he lay there feeling Bubble’s body move slightly against his shoulder as Annop pushed forward in the mess of sperm that Ron had left inside Bubble's vagina. Leslie was horny and needed something to quench her need. She lifted up, and moved across Ron’s chest to kiss Bubbles passionately.
Seeing the girls kissing so passionately Ron’s sexual organs stirred to life, more so when he felt a hand grip him tightly. For a moment he didn’t know which woman had done so but then worked out it had to be Leslie as he could feel Bubble's hand on his leg. He placed his hands around his lover and physically lifted her across his body then reached down with his hand and directed his thick swelling cock into her pussy.
As he thrust forward the women continued to kiss passionately. Finally, he understood why it was that Leslie wanted him to make love to her friend. Leslie had manipulated to get her friend into the present position. She had used him to get to the stage where Leslie could seduce Bubbles without her husband or Ron resisting. It turned Ron on no end and Leslie was about to receive the benefits of his sexual arousal.
Leslie moved on top of Ron as he thrust up to meet her while Leslie continued to kiss her friend passionately. Annop no longer had to move cautiously to cover up his activity with his wife and started to thrust wildly into her soaked and stretched orifice.
For Annop, it didn’t take long until he closed his eyes and muttered, “Oh God, oh God…,” over and over again as he added to the mess inside his wife as Leslie slid slowly up and down on her lover as she kissed her other lover passionately.
Annop got up from the bed and moved to the bathroom as Leslie continued to slide up and back on Ron’s shaft. Ron moved to meet her every movement like a well-oiled machine. Bubbles and Leslie broke their kiss and stared into each other’s eyes until Bubbles mouthed the words without sound, “I love you.” Leslie smiled widely as she said aloud, “Yes, we know you love us and we love you too, don’t we, Ron?”
“Oh yes…, yes…., yes…., yes…., yes….,” Ron called out as he shot his baby making sperm deep inside his infertile woman. Leslie thought that Ron would not respond to her statement but then after regaining his breath following his orgasm he added, “Yes, we do.”
Bubbles smiled widely and threw her arms around Leslie to kiss her again passionately then moved across to kiss Ron on the lips as Annop returned from the bathroom.
Re: Leslie.
Leslie Chapter 25.
Oscar lay quietly in bed as the sun’s first rays came in through the bedroom window. He looked across at his wife whose back was still towards him.
“I know you’re not asleep, Irene,” he stated matter of factly. “Are you going to talk to me or have I been sent to Coventry?”
“Of course, I’ll talk to you. Why would you even question it, Oscar?” She rolled over to face him. They looked at each other for a while before she asked, “Well?”
“Are you going to tell me about it or do I have to drive myself crazy wondering what is happening?”
“You know?”
“I know nothing unless you tell me and I thought we had got over the secrets long ago.”
“What would you like to know?”
“I’d like to know what happened last night.”
“Nothing happened last night.”
“Well, that is true if we are talking about you and me. I was hoping to make love to the only woman in the world that I love but she pretended to be asleep.”
“How would you know if I was asleep or not?”
“Your car was still hot from being driven. The outside courtesy light was still on and it shuts off after five minutes so it is reasonable to believe that you had arrived home less than five minutes before which if you changed into your PJs would mean you didn’t have time to get to sleep.”
“Are you checking up on me, Oscar?”
“It is difficult to ignore the obvious. In fact, it is so obvious that it is impossible to miss.”
“I guess.”
“So?”
“I was not tired so I went for a drive.”
“South to the harbour front, I assume?”
“Yes, I dove down to the harbour and the docks and then back again.”
“And?”
“And what?”
“Did you see him or not?”
“If I saw him I would tell you. Isn’t that our agreement?”
“Okay, so you didn’t see him then.”
Oscar swung his legs out of the bed, threw the bedsheets off his body and walked off towards the bathroom.
“Oscar?”
“Yes, Irene.”
“Are you sure that it is okay with you for me to see Marcus again after all these years? You do realise that it may awaken feelings and desires inside me that have been dormant for a very long time?”
Oscar walked back to the bed and sat down beside her. “You mean you may still love him?”
“I’ve told you before that I didn’t love him as I do you. What he did for me was distinctly sexual but very satisfying, so satisfying in fact it was difficult for me to break away from him.”
“I understand.”
“You understand but still want me to get back together with him, correct.”
“Yes, if that is what you want, I do.”
“You do understand that you and I have not used any protection except condoms approaching my fertile times for a few years now and Marcus has always refused to use condoms with me.”
“I thought you told me that you felt you were approaching your change of life?”
“Yes, approaching is the right word but until a woman has gone through the change, pregnancy is a real possibility. I know of several women who have had a child when they were fifty years old and I’m only forty-six.”
Oscar stood. He reached over to take her panties in his hand. He pulled them down then moved over on top of her then holding her lips apart thrust his cock into her. She reached her arms up and threw them around his neck as he thrust deeply inside her time and time again. Finally, after he erupted inside her she kissed him then chuckling told him, “I guess that you’re okay with it, then.”
They lay together kissing and cuddling for some time before Oscar got up and walked towards the bathroom once more. He stopped at the door and turned to face her.
“Remember, you don’t leave me out without talking to me about it and I want to know everything.”
“If you want to know everything perhaps you should be there whenever you can.”
“I’d love that.”
“Good then I want to meet with Marcus at the earliest opportunity but be prepared, Oscar. It will be a bumpy ride for you.”
He shook his head, “You don’t understand. It has been a bumpy ride for me for an awfully long time knowing that I was just second best to the woman I love.”
“Oscar, I’ve told you repeatedly that you have never been second best to me. You have always been my choice and if you had been listening to me you would understand why.”
“Yes,” he replied then entered the bathroom closing the door behind him. Shortly after, Irene heard the shower running. She rolled over and closed her eyes. Immediately a picture of Marcus formed in her mind. Her hand went down to her crotch and two fingers pushed inside her as she remembered what it felt like to make love to Marcus. She wondered if it would still feel as delightful after all these years.
….
“We leave in two weeks,” Ron told Leslie as Bubbles and Annop sat on the opposite side of the table drinking their coffee.
“Leave? What do you mean?” Bubbles asked.
“We are heading to Cairns and from there south to Townsville,” Leslie told her friend.
Bubbles looked across at her husband, Annop. “We can’t let them go,” she stated with a look of major concern on her face.
“Do you have to leave?” Annop asked while looking at Ron.
“Yes, we have commitments. I am in charge of a group investigating the effects of climate change on the Great Barrier Reef. The people we work for have put a great deal of effort into this trip. There is no way that I can pull out now at this late stage. They depend on me. They have given me two weeks to find a chef for the ship and then we’re off.”
“Did you hear that, honey? They need a chef. You’re a chef. Tell him.”
Annop looked across at his wife, “I haven’t worked in a big kitchen in ten years. I would struggle.”
“I could help you. Please Annop, we must do this.”
Annop looked back at Ron, “Is it possible for you to take my wife and me on to cover the chef's duties?”
“It is possible but I would need to get approval. Where have you worked before and why did you give up on your last job?”
Annop looked at the floor as he had a habit of doing if he was under pressure. “I have worked in a number of restaurants across Phuket. The last one that I worked permanently for had a boss who made things difficult for me. I walked out one night when the restaurant was full. He told me that I would never work in Phuket again and he kept his word. Phuket is a relatively small place and if a person you worked for wants to make it difficult for you then they can. I have worked for fill in’s since then but have had no long-term work.”
“Okay,” Ron told him, “Give me the names and addresses of those restaurants you have worked short term for recently and the names of a couple that you worked for before this issue happened and I’ll go out and talk to them.”
“You would give me a chance?”
“If what you say is correct, yes, I will give you a start.” He chuckled, “You do know of course you cannot walk away from the ship if I upset you unless you can walk on water but I suspect somehow that you might sink.”
“Would I have to leave Bubbles behind if I took the job on the ship?”
“No, not at all, I think we might be able to swing it to use her as your assistant and the ship's general duties person as long as she is interested,” he said. Ron didn’t notice Leslie’s smile and quiet little chuckle but Bubbles did and she smiled back finally understanding why she had been encouraged by Leslie to seduce Ron.
Oscar lay quietly in bed as the sun’s first rays came in through the bedroom window. He looked across at his wife whose back was still towards him.
“I know you’re not asleep, Irene,” he stated matter of factly. “Are you going to talk to me or have I been sent to Coventry?”
“Of course, I’ll talk to you. Why would you even question it, Oscar?” She rolled over to face him. They looked at each other for a while before she asked, “Well?”
“Are you going to tell me about it or do I have to drive myself crazy wondering what is happening?”
“You know?”
“I know nothing unless you tell me and I thought we had got over the secrets long ago.”
“What would you like to know?”
“I’d like to know what happened last night.”
“Nothing happened last night.”
“Well, that is true if we are talking about you and me. I was hoping to make love to the only woman in the world that I love but she pretended to be asleep.”
“How would you know if I was asleep or not?”
“Your car was still hot from being driven. The outside courtesy light was still on and it shuts off after five minutes so it is reasonable to believe that you had arrived home less than five minutes before which if you changed into your PJs would mean you didn’t have time to get to sleep.”
“Are you checking up on me, Oscar?”
“It is difficult to ignore the obvious. In fact, it is so obvious that it is impossible to miss.”
“I guess.”
“So?”
“I was not tired so I went for a drive.”
“South to the harbour front, I assume?”
“Yes, I dove down to the harbour and the docks and then back again.”
“And?”
“And what?”
“Did you see him or not?”
“If I saw him I would tell you. Isn’t that our agreement?”
“Okay, so you didn’t see him then.”
Oscar swung his legs out of the bed, threw the bedsheets off his body and walked off towards the bathroom.
“Oscar?”
“Yes, Irene.”
“Are you sure that it is okay with you for me to see Marcus again after all these years? You do realise that it may awaken feelings and desires inside me that have been dormant for a very long time?”
Oscar walked back to the bed and sat down beside her. “You mean you may still love him?”
“I’ve told you before that I didn’t love him as I do you. What he did for me was distinctly sexual but very satisfying, so satisfying in fact it was difficult for me to break away from him.”
“I understand.”
“You understand but still want me to get back together with him, correct.”
“Yes, if that is what you want, I do.”
“You do understand that you and I have not used any protection except condoms approaching my fertile times for a few years now and Marcus has always refused to use condoms with me.”
“I thought you told me that you felt you were approaching your change of life?”
“Yes, approaching is the right word but until a woman has gone through the change, pregnancy is a real possibility. I know of several women who have had a child when they were fifty years old and I’m only forty-six.”
Oscar stood. He reached over to take her panties in his hand. He pulled them down then moved over on top of her then holding her lips apart thrust his cock into her. She reached her arms up and threw them around his neck as he thrust deeply inside her time and time again. Finally, after he erupted inside her she kissed him then chuckling told him, “I guess that you’re okay with it, then.”
They lay together kissing and cuddling for some time before Oscar got up and walked towards the bathroom once more. He stopped at the door and turned to face her.
“Remember, you don’t leave me out without talking to me about it and I want to know everything.”
“If you want to know everything perhaps you should be there whenever you can.”
“I’d love that.”
“Good then I want to meet with Marcus at the earliest opportunity but be prepared, Oscar. It will be a bumpy ride for you.”
He shook his head, “You don’t understand. It has been a bumpy ride for me for an awfully long time knowing that I was just second best to the woman I love.”
“Oscar, I’ve told you repeatedly that you have never been second best to me. You have always been my choice and if you had been listening to me you would understand why.”
“Yes,” he replied then entered the bathroom closing the door behind him. Shortly after, Irene heard the shower running. She rolled over and closed her eyes. Immediately a picture of Marcus formed in her mind. Her hand went down to her crotch and two fingers pushed inside her as she remembered what it felt like to make love to Marcus. She wondered if it would still feel as delightful after all these years.
….
“We leave in two weeks,” Ron told Leslie as Bubbles and Annop sat on the opposite side of the table drinking their coffee.
“Leave? What do you mean?” Bubbles asked.
“We are heading to Cairns and from there south to Townsville,” Leslie told her friend.
Bubbles looked across at her husband, Annop. “We can’t let them go,” she stated with a look of major concern on her face.
“Do you have to leave?” Annop asked while looking at Ron.
“Yes, we have commitments. I am in charge of a group investigating the effects of climate change on the Great Barrier Reef. The people we work for have put a great deal of effort into this trip. There is no way that I can pull out now at this late stage. They depend on me. They have given me two weeks to find a chef for the ship and then we’re off.”
“Did you hear that, honey? They need a chef. You’re a chef. Tell him.”
Annop looked across at his wife, “I haven’t worked in a big kitchen in ten years. I would struggle.”
“I could help you. Please Annop, we must do this.”
Annop looked back at Ron, “Is it possible for you to take my wife and me on to cover the chef's duties?”
“It is possible but I would need to get approval. Where have you worked before and why did you give up on your last job?”
Annop looked at the floor as he had a habit of doing if he was under pressure. “I have worked in a number of restaurants across Phuket. The last one that I worked permanently for had a boss who made things difficult for me. I walked out one night when the restaurant was full. He told me that I would never work in Phuket again and he kept his word. Phuket is a relatively small place and if a person you worked for wants to make it difficult for you then they can. I have worked for fill in’s since then but have had no long-term work.”
“Okay,” Ron told him, “Give me the names and addresses of those restaurants you have worked short term for recently and the names of a couple that you worked for before this issue happened and I’ll go out and talk to them.”
“You would give me a chance?”
“If what you say is correct, yes, I will give you a start.” He chuckled, “You do know of course you cannot walk away from the ship if I upset you unless you can walk on water but I suspect somehow that you might sink.”
“Would I have to leave Bubbles behind if I took the job on the ship?”
“No, not at all, I think we might be able to swing it to use her as your assistant and the ship's general duties person as long as she is interested,” he said. Ron didn’t notice Leslie’s smile and quiet little chuckle but Bubbles did and she smiled back finally understanding why she had been encouraged by Leslie to seduce Ron.
Re: Leslie.
Leslie Chapter 26
Oscar parked his Audi and then sat there looking across at Marcus’s boat. He saw the man helping him and the woman standing beside them, watching the men work in setting up the boat for the next trip. He could tell from that distance that the man had rapport with the woman so correctly assumed she was his wife. He then saw Marcus put his arm around her and they kissed for a brief moment as the husband looked on.
“It’s a little early yet,” Oscar said quietly to himself then went to start the car to drive off but hesitated as he noticed someone he knew coming down the roadway. He got out of the car and slowly walked across to cut Bubbles off before she reached the boat.
“Oscar,” Bubbles said as she walked up to him.
Oscar turned, pretending that he hadn’t seen her. “Oh, Bubbles. How are you?”
“I’m fine,” she replied. “What are you doing here,” she asked.
“I was thinking of taking a trip on a boat out to Phi Phi Island.”
“Come with me,” she told him, “I’ll introduce you to Marcus who I work for. He runs a trip to the Island.”
He nodded in the affirmative but didn't answer as she led the way towards the boat. Marcus looked up to greet Bubbles but then the smile disappeared from his face as he saw Oscar. Bubbles with her bright positive outlook called to Marcus, “Good morning. I have found us a customer and I haven’t even started work today yet.”
“What do you want?” Marcus snapped at Oscar.
“Exactly as Bubbles here told you, Marcus, Irene and I wish to go out to the island with you.”
“Irene’s here?” Marcus asked.
“Yes, she’s here.”
Bubbles cut in, “Do you know each other?” she asked.
“Yes,” Marcus replied. “This is the man who set out to destroy my life.”
She turned towards Oscar, “You’re that Oscar?”
“The one and the same,” he told her. “Irene heard that Marcus is here in Phuket and wishes to go on the trip to the Island with him. Of course, I would go with them.”
Bubbles moved over closer to Oscar. “How did she find out that Marcus is here? Marcus told me that no one from his past knows where he is.”
“I guess that is my fault, Bubbles. I told her. I had seen Marcus at the restaurant.”
Marcus went on sorting the ropes out as he told her, “That would be right. He wants to prove to himself that he is the better man.”
Bubbles frowned at Marcus, “That doesn’t sound like the Oscar I met. Are you sure that you have got this right?”
“He has you fooled by the sound of it.”
“Well, maybe but then you may have misjudged him, Marcus. What exactly did he do to you?”
“He took Irene away from me, that’s what he did.”
Bubbles looked at Oscar and then back to Marcus, “But weren’t you married to Irene, Oscar?”
“Yes, I was, Bubbles,” Oscar told her. “Marcus and Irene had an affair but when Marcus left Spain, Irene chose to stay with me, her husband.”
Marcus pointed at Oscar, “You got me sent away. You knew that Irene would not give her children up.”
“Marcus, if you think about it you would know that is not correct. If you keep this up I will walk away and go back to Spain and you will never see me or Irene again. If that is what you want just say so and I’ll go.”
“Does Irene want to see me?”
“Yes, I believe she does, yes.”
“Why?”
“I have never asked her why so if I answered that I would only be guessing.”
“So you have never talked to her about me?”
“I have discussed you with her on many occasions. Have I asked her the question you asked, no I haven’t and I don’t intend to as it would put her in an awkward position and I wouldn’t do that to her because that would be breaching her privacy.”
“Husbands have the right to ask such things.”
“Maybe so but it doesn’t change the fact that she is entitled to her own privacy in such matters.”
Marcus chuckled, “Such matters, what do you mean by such matters?”
Oscar looked at Bubbles and then across to Sheryl who was watching closely. He smiled at Peter, Sheryl’s husband then looked back at Marcus before he said softly, “I mean in matters of the heart.”
Marcus immediately knew he had the upper hand, “So you admit it then, she loved me?”
Once more Oscar surveyed the people within hearing range before he answered, “I can’t speak for who Irene may love or hate except to say she has told me often that she loves me and she told me the day you flew out of Spain and again on the day we flew out of Western Australia that she loved me. She told me again last night and the night before that. As for who else she may or may not love I leave that up to her because I love her and I trust her.”
“So why are you bringing her to me then?”
“I have come to book a trip to Phi Phi Island on your boat. Do you put all your potential customers through this before selling them a ticket?”
Marcus shook his head then said quietly, “Talk to Bubbles. She handles ticket sales.” He then turned and walked into the front cabin closing the cabin door behind him.
As Oscar was organizing to buy the tickets from Bubbles, Peter walked across with his wife, Sheryl. “Oscar,” he said. Oscar turned to face him. “I heard your discussion with Marcus. Sheryl and I will be leaving at the end of this week. Perhaps you might choose to do the trip next week.”
Before Oscar could answer, Sheryl said, “Marcus told us about your wife, Oscar. Take Peter’s advice. He told me that he still loves Irene.”
“Thank you,” Oscar told them.
They turned to walk away then Peter turned back to him, “Your wife, Irene. She will love being with him again but you shouldn’t worry too much.”
“Why,” Oscar asked.
It was Sheryl who answered, “She would be a fool to leave a man like you for someone like Marcus. She will know that but she will enjoy spending time with Marcus. I know I have and I think Peter has too.” Once again they turned to go but Sheryl turned back again. “I hope Irene is on the pill, otherwise….." She patted her stomach to indicate her present state.
Peter laughed and added, “but we planned it didn’t we, love.”
“Yes, you did plan it, Peter, my love. I just went along with it and I’m glad I did.”
….
“Okay, Annop you are hired. I collected the references from the list of restaurants you gave me and all of them spoke highly of you as a chef but they also repeated what you told us last night that you had walked out on one restaurant and that they could not hire you long term because of that.”
“Thank you but what about Bubbles?”
“She will get told tonight when she comes over.”
“You’re not going to hire her?”
Ron chuckled. “Of course, I’m going to hire her. I got approval today from my boss to take on what they call a dog’s body rouse-about but I forgot to tell them you are her husband. I needed to do that as they are a bit wary of hiring married couples as they have had some issues in the past.”
“So we are off to Queensland.”
“Yes, we are. I’ve just done the cabin allocations. You will get the cabin beside mine. I’ve put Leslie and Bubbles in the cabin on the other side of yours. Is that okay?”
Annop smiled, “Yes that is great.”
“Annop, when we first get underway it is important that I stay separate from you, Bubbles and Leslie for the reason I mentioned earlier being that the company doesn’t like couples working together but they do understand that as time passes that we are all human so they expect that relationships will develop.”
“Can you define as time passes?”
“I’d say after say three or four days the four of us can get together.”
“Okay. Are you going to talk to the girls or should I?”
“With Bubbles, it may pay for you to discuss it with her. I’ll talk to Leslie.”
“Alright, I think Bubbles will be disappointed though.”
“As will I, Annop, as will I.”
Oscar parked his Audi and then sat there looking across at Marcus’s boat. He saw the man helping him and the woman standing beside them, watching the men work in setting up the boat for the next trip. He could tell from that distance that the man had rapport with the woman so correctly assumed she was his wife. He then saw Marcus put his arm around her and they kissed for a brief moment as the husband looked on.
“It’s a little early yet,” Oscar said quietly to himself then went to start the car to drive off but hesitated as he noticed someone he knew coming down the roadway. He got out of the car and slowly walked across to cut Bubbles off before she reached the boat.
“Oscar,” Bubbles said as she walked up to him.
Oscar turned, pretending that he hadn’t seen her. “Oh, Bubbles. How are you?”
“I’m fine,” she replied. “What are you doing here,” she asked.
“I was thinking of taking a trip on a boat out to Phi Phi Island.”
“Come with me,” she told him, “I’ll introduce you to Marcus who I work for. He runs a trip to the Island.”
He nodded in the affirmative but didn't answer as she led the way towards the boat. Marcus looked up to greet Bubbles but then the smile disappeared from his face as he saw Oscar. Bubbles with her bright positive outlook called to Marcus, “Good morning. I have found us a customer and I haven’t even started work today yet.”
“What do you want?” Marcus snapped at Oscar.
“Exactly as Bubbles here told you, Marcus, Irene and I wish to go out to the island with you.”
“Irene’s here?” Marcus asked.
“Yes, she’s here.”
Bubbles cut in, “Do you know each other?” she asked.
“Yes,” Marcus replied. “This is the man who set out to destroy my life.”
She turned towards Oscar, “You’re that Oscar?”
“The one and the same,” he told her. “Irene heard that Marcus is here in Phuket and wishes to go on the trip to the Island with him. Of course, I would go with them.”
Bubbles moved over closer to Oscar. “How did she find out that Marcus is here? Marcus told me that no one from his past knows where he is.”
“I guess that is my fault, Bubbles. I told her. I had seen Marcus at the restaurant.”
Marcus went on sorting the ropes out as he told her, “That would be right. He wants to prove to himself that he is the better man.”
Bubbles frowned at Marcus, “That doesn’t sound like the Oscar I met. Are you sure that you have got this right?”
“He has you fooled by the sound of it.”
“Well, maybe but then you may have misjudged him, Marcus. What exactly did he do to you?”
“He took Irene away from me, that’s what he did.”
Bubbles looked at Oscar and then back to Marcus, “But weren’t you married to Irene, Oscar?”
“Yes, I was, Bubbles,” Oscar told her. “Marcus and Irene had an affair but when Marcus left Spain, Irene chose to stay with me, her husband.”
Marcus pointed at Oscar, “You got me sent away. You knew that Irene would not give her children up.”
“Marcus, if you think about it you would know that is not correct. If you keep this up I will walk away and go back to Spain and you will never see me or Irene again. If that is what you want just say so and I’ll go.”
“Does Irene want to see me?”
“Yes, I believe she does, yes.”
“Why?”
“I have never asked her why so if I answered that I would only be guessing.”
“So you have never talked to her about me?”
“I have discussed you with her on many occasions. Have I asked her the question you asked, no I haven’t and I don’t intend to as it would put her in an awkward position and I wouldn’t do that to her because that would be breaching her privacy.”
“Husbands have the right to ask such things.”
“Maybe so but it doesn’t change the fact that she is entitled to her own privacy in such matters.”
Marcus chuckled, “Such matters, what do you mean by such matters?”
Oscar looked at Bubbles and then across to Sheryl who was watching closely. He smiled at Peter, Sheryl’s husband then looked back at Marcus before he said softly, “I mean in matters of the heart.”
Marcus immediately knew he had the upper hand, “So you admit it then, she loved me?”
Once more Oscar surveyed the people within hearing range before he answered, “I can’t speak for who Irene may love or hate except to say she has told me often that she loves me and she told me the day you flew out of Spain and again on the day we flew out of Western Australia that she loved me. She told me again last night and the night before that. As for who else she may or may not love I leave that up to her because I love her and I trust her.”
“So why are you bringing her to me then?”
“I have come to book a trip to Phi Phi Island on your boat. Do you put all your potential customers through this before selling them a ticket?”
Marcus shook his head then said quietly, “Talk to Bubbles. She handles ticket sales.” He then turned and walked into the front cabin closing the cabin door behind him.
As Oscar was organizing to buy the tickets from Bubbles, Peter walked across with his wife, Sheryl. “Oscar,” he said. Oscar turned to face him. “I heard your discussion with Marcus. Sheryl and I will be leaving at the end of this week. Perhaps you might choose to do the trip next week.”
Before Oscar could answer, Sheryl said, “Marcus told us about your wife, Oscar. Take Peter’s advice. He told me that he still loves Irene.”
“Thank you,” Oscar told them.
They turned to walk away then Peter turned back to him, “Your wife, Irene. She will love being with him again but you shouldn’t worry too much.”
“Why,” Oscar asked.
It was Sheryl who answered, “She would be a fool to leave a man like you for someone like Marcus. She will know that but she will enjoy spending time with Marcus. I know I have and I think Peter has too.” Once again they turned to go but Sheryl turned back again. “I hope Irene is on the pill, otherwise….." She patted her stomach to indicate her present state.
Peter laughed and added, “but we planned it didn’t we, love.”
“Yes, you did plan it, Peter, my love. I just went along with it and I’m glad I did.”
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“Okay, Annop you are hired. I collected the references from the list of restaurants you gave me and all of them spoke highly of you as a chef but they also repeated what you told us last night that you had walked out on one restaurant and that they could not hire you long term because of that.”
“Thank you but what about Bubbles?”
“She will get told tonight when she comes over.”
“You’re not going to hire her?”
Ron chuckled. “Of course, I’m going to hire her. I got approval today from my boss to take on what they call a dog’s body rouse-about but I forgot to tell them you are her husband. I needed to do that as they are a bit wary of hiring married couples as they have had some issues in the past.”
“So we are off to Queensland.”
“Yes, we are. I’ve just done the cabin allocations. You will get the cabin beside mine. I’ve put Leslie and Bubbles in the cabin on the other side of yours. Is that okay?”
Annop smiled, “Yes that is great.”
“Annop, when we first get underway it is important that I stay separate from you, Bubbles and Leslie for the reason I mentioned earlier being that the company doesn’t like couples working together but they do understand that as time passes that we are all human so they expect that relationships will develop.”
“Can you define as time passes?”
“I’d say after say three or four days the four of us can get together.”
“Okay. Are you going to talk to the girls or should I?”
“With Bubbles, it may pay for you to discuss it with her. I’ll talk to Leslie.”
“Alright, I think Bubbles will be disappointed though.”
“As will I, Annop, as will I.”