Thursday, May 14, 2015

Caught in the Middle: Tom in the Evening RPFF

          After I showered, I went to my room and dressed in a red bikini, covering it with white shorts and a red tank top. I then went to the kitchen to find something to eat; I was famished after all of that morning sex. I found Ben sitting on a stool at the counter sipping coffee; an empty plate before him. I started past him when he reached out suddenly and grabbed me around the waist. He sat his mug down and pulled me closer so he could kiss me. Once his lips left mine, he began kissing my neck. "My gracious, Ben, I think we've done enough of that for one morning!"

            He paused long enough to say, "There isn't any such thing!"

            "I need to get something to eat, I'm famished," I declared, trying to wiggle out of his embrace.

            He started nibbling my neck which made me giggle. Tom then entered the kitchen, passing us to go to the coffee pot. He rolled his eyes and said, "Don't you two think you've done enough of that this morning?"

            Ben let go of me and I went to the refrigerator to get some breakfast. Ben scowled at Tom as he took another sip of his coffee. Tom scowled back. This was rapidly turning into a lousy day. Finally Ben said, "How would you know if we've done enough of that?"

            Tom rolled his eyes and said, "My room may be on the opposite side of the house from you two, but she is incredibly loud when she orgasms. I heard her scream your name more than once this morning."

            Ben smirked and said, "Then I must be doing an excellent job."

            I prudently chose to stay out of the argument while I made myself a spinach, ham and cheese omelet with a side of toast. I was so hungry that I ate the toast while the omelet cooked. Tom watched me a while, then said, "That looks awfully good Darling. Would you mind...?"

            I turned toward him and smiled, "Not at all Dear, I'll leave the ingredients out for you so you can help yourself."

            There was no way in hell I was cooking it for him. I was too freaking hungry to give up my breakfast to him while I made myself another one. I smirked as I put the omelet on a plate and told him the stove was all his. Ben was grinning at the whole exchange behind his coffee cup. I retreated to the living room to watch TV while I ate breakfast. I heard Ben say to Tom "She's not your maid; you can make your own breakfast."

            He soon appeared in the living room and sat down next to me on the sofa. We watched TV together while I ate. Tom elected to make his breakfast and then sit at the kitchen counter to eat. By the time he finally wandered into the living room, Ben had me pushed down and pinned against the sofa kissing my lips.

            "Oh dear god! Don't you two ever quit anymore?" He exclaimed as soon as he saw us.

            Ben stopped, looked up and said, "I'm no worse than you were when you two started dating."

            Tom sat down in a chair near the sofa and stared at the TV as Ben went back to kissing me. I soon wiggled away from him and went to put my dishes in the dishwasher. I walked back into the living room to inform them I was going down to the beach. Tom reached out and grabbed me around the waist, pulling me down into his lap. "Don't I get a good morning kiss? Ben already fucked you twice; I could at least get a kiss."

            I leaned in to kiss him. He was a great kisser even though he lacked the absolute fire in his kisses that Ben always gave to me; his was a sweet, gentle passion. When he finally released me, I went to the French doors that led outside, stripped off my shorts and tank top on the deck. I was about to go down the stairs when the doors opened and Tom walked out with a bottle of sunscreen in his hands asking if I'd forgotten something. I smirked and stood there patiently while he applied it to my back and shoulders. It was the one place on my body I couldn't manage on my own. I had applied it everywhere else before I got dressed. He then kissed me again and told me to have fun. I went down the stairs to the beach. I grabbed my new surf board out from the storage area under the deck and walked down to the water. The first thing I did after we rented this beach house was take surfing lessons. I'd wanted to do it my whole life and finally had the opportunity, so I took it. I strapped the surfboard leash around my ankle and went out into the water. I spent the next few hours surfing or just sitting on my board in the water. I finally grew tired of it and went back to shore to put away my board and go inside.

            I was surprised to find them both sitting on lounge chairs, one on each side of the door, on the deck when I reached the top of the stairs. I would have to walk between them to get inside and I had a feeling that wasn't going to happen. One of them was certain to grab me. I just hope they weren't fighting while I was out surfing. I was not in the mood to deal with grouchy jealous men. I sighed quietly and went to walk between them without saying a word; Tom is the one who grabbed me, but not in the way I expected. He grabbed my arm and tugged gently, asking me politely to sit down with him.

            I perched on the edge of his chair and asked what he wanted. He replied, "I'm sorry I was such a dick this morning. I guess I was a little annoyed that you two had sex twice. Ben told me I can have you all to myself this afternoon and tonight, if that's all right with you."

            I looked at Ben. He stared at me with pleading eyes. He wanted me to tell Tom no. He wanted me to choose him right then and there. I turned toward Tom. He waited patiently for me to answer him. I suddenly felt like I was going to throw up. I got up and ran inside heading straight for the bathroom. I didn't actually throw up, but I sure felt like I was going to. After a few minutes of nothing happening, I got in the shower to rinse away the sand and salt water. I got out, dried off and wrapped the towel around my body before leaving the bathroom. I went directly to my room which was across the hall from the bathroom. I was surprised to find Tom sitting on my bed waiting for me. "Are you all right Darling?" He immediately asked.

            "I'm fine," I replied.

            "Well that was the first time I've ever had a woman make a mad dash for the loo when I ask for sex."

            I laughed. "I'm just feeling a little stressed out is all. This weekend off is not turning out to be as relaxing as I'd hoped."

            "I'm sorry Darling. Is there anything I can do to help?"

            Before I could answer, he moved behind me and started rubbing my shoulders. "You are very tense Darling. You should lie down on your bed and let me give you a massage. That should help you feel immensely better."

            He untucked the towel from the front of my body and pulled it off of me. I lay down on the bed and he sat beside me after a couple of moments. He had gotten my jar of coconut oil off of the dresser on the opposite side of the room to use as massage oil. I felt him drizzle some onto my back and then felt his hands spreading it around before he began to massage my aching muscles. I had to admit, he gave a great massage. It was so amazing I actually began to doze off. He stroked my back for at least half an hour. All of the oil ended up getting absorbed into my skin, so he leaned over and began trailing his lips behind his hands. Everywhere that he stroked, he kissed. I couldn't help it; I was getting aroused. He finally moved off of me and I rolled over. He went right to work kneading my left breast as he sucked on my right nipple. I began to softly moan. Everything he did was so much gentler than Ben. I couldn't decide which one I liked. They were both great. He soon moved his lips south and gently separated my legs while he buried his face between them. His oral sex was more gentle, slower and teasing. My moaning grew louder. He soon slipped two fingers inside of me and found my magic spot which he stroked while he sucked my clitoris. I finally reached orgasm and moaned loudly, but didn't scream his name.

            He moved up my body and sucked on my neck while he teasingly rubbed my slit with his huge cock. I suddenly asked him to put on a condom. He withdrew from my neck and asked, "Why? I've never used one before."

            "Tom, please, wear one?"

            "Um yeah, OK Darling. Do we even have any?"

            "They're in the drawer of the nightstand. Ben bought them."

            "Oh right, for the anal thing," he said as he got up to get one out of the drawer.

            I watched as he quickly opened the package and slipped it on. He then moved back between my legs and wasted no time plunging right in. He started out slow and gentle, but soon quickened his pace. He shifted my legs up to rest them on his shoulders as he propped himself up higher so he could push deeper. I moaned loudly as he started pushing even faster. Several minutes later his moans joined mine as he finally came, bringing me along with him. He moved off of me to lay next to me on the bed after putting the used condom in the trash can under the nightstand. He pulled me close to him so I laid my head on his chest. I could feel his heart pounding. I just listened to it silently. I felt guilty for making him wear a condom. I realized that I wanted to give Ben a baby. Now how would I ever tell Tom? It would break his heart to know I chose his best friend over him.

            He kissed my forehead. "I'm sorry that this will be our last night together. I've really enjoyed being with you."

            "What are you talking about Tom?"

            "You made your choice and it's not me. I love you both and I'm not going to come in between. I'm moving out next week. I'll stay at a hotel until I find my own place."

            "You don't have to move out..."

            "Yes I do. I couldn't stand looking at you two lovebirds every day. I'm still going to work with you on the show; I'm not leaving. I just request that you two try to play down your relationship on set; this hurts badly enough without having to watch him kiss you every day."

            He was silent and I started to move. He tightened his grip and said, "Please stay for tonight. Let me enjoy one last night with you. Clarice...can you at least tell me why? Why him and not me?"

            "I can't explain it Tom...he just lights up that passionate fire in me and I love it."

            "He treated you like shit for over a year..."

            "I didn't treat him much better. He doesn't back down from me Tom. He's strong and not afraid to tell me off, but he also respects me because I don't back down either. Shit Tom you won't even get mad at me. You're not even fucking mad at me right now! I chose your best friend over you and you want to cuddle! Dammit Tom, get fucking angry with me! Let it out!"

            "I'm not angry at you. I'm disappointed and confused. After a year, I honestly thought we'd get married. I thought all this threesome business with Ben was just something sexual you wanted to get out of your system before I proposed. I had no idea you two could possibly be in love. Then today, he just sprung it on me. He announced he was in love with you and the feeling was mutual."

            "He told you that? Did he bother to tell you that I refused to choose between the two of you? I love both of you in different ways!"

            "Yes he said you still loved me and refused to choose. So I'm choosing for you. I'm giving you to Ben."

            I was so pissed at that point. "You son-of-a-bitch! You don't fucking get to choose for me!"

            I jumped up out of the bed, yanked my clothes on and stormed off through the house intending to go out to the beach and just walk and cry. Ben was in the kitchen when I got there.

            "Hello Clarice..." he greeted me.

            I glared at him, marched up to him and slapped him across the face as hard as I could manage. His eyes instantly registered shock. "You asshole!" I screamed as I turned on my heel and stormed on out the door. I sprinted down the stairs and out to the beach. The sun was way down on the horizon with not far to go until it was completely gone. I went down to the water to walk where it rushed in over my feet. I just kept walking while my thoughts and emotions swirled violently in my head like a tornado. I loved them both! I didn't want to choose even though I was sure my body had already chosen for me. It wouldn't show up as positive on a test for a few more weeks, but I knew I was pregnant. I always knew these things; I could feel it after it happened and I'd always been able to. Ben had succeeded. I was pregnant with his baby. I absentmindedly rubbed my stomach and hoped for a little girl this time.

I'm Broken and You Can't Fix Me

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