Samhain Night

      I was sitting at a small round table lazily shuffling my Tarot cards while periodically glancing towards the entrance to this ridiculous blanket covered "tent" I was stuck in for a couple more hours. Why did I ever agree to be a "fortune teller" at a Halloween carnival? Oh right because my best friend was in charge and I was the only person she knows who owns a Tarot deck. 

       To say I was bored was putting it mildly. So far I'd seen two middle aged women looking for love, a widower who thought I could contact his deceased wife, and two giggling teenage girls wanting to know if their school football quarterback had a crush on either of them. I was considering sneaking out when the canvas wall entrance was pulled back. I looked up expecting more teenagers who would ask about crushes, instead I was greeted with the dazzling smile of a rather handsome man. He was well built, tall, had dark hair and I couldn't make out his eye color from the low light of camping lanterns used in the tent.

       He sat down on the stool across the table from me. I gathered my cards and said, "What knowledge do you seek of your life's journey?"

       He chuckled softly and said, "That's not what I was expecting you to say."

       I sighed, "Look I'm only doing this for my friend as a fundraiser. I'm not some gypsy fortune teller. Yes I am a Tarot reader, but it doesn't work like the movies. Do you have a problem you want help with or not?"

       He smiled and said "I do have a problem you can help me with Celeste, but you won't need those cards."

      "How did you...do I know you?"

       "We worked together in the same office beautiful Celeste. I've watched that shapely ass wiggle past my desk many times."

       That's when I felt my entire body grow warm and my panties get a little wet. I realized who he was, but I couldn't remember his name to save my life. I'm horrible with names so I just referred to him as the hot guy. I'd always found him handsome, but he never talked to me at work and the few times I had to give him paperwork he seemed completely uninterested in me and only mumbled a thanks. I absentmindedly tucked my cards in their velvet lined box while I tried frantically to remember his name.

       He stood up and came around the table to take my hand and kiss it. I stood as he did and he quickly pulled me close and kissed my lips. It was a kiss full of fire and hunger. 

     It seemed to last several minutes and left me utterly breathless when he finally released my lips. "I finally have you alone my beautiful Celeste." Before I could reply he crushed his lips against mine and I felt his tongue gently snake between them. I opened my mouth fully in response and felt his tongue plunge even deeper and tangle with my own.

       I was so aroused I wasn't thinking straight when I asked him what else he could do with that wicked tongue. He smiled devilishly and replied "You'll find out beautiful."

      I saw his eyes quickly scan the space before he asked "Are any of these walls solid?"

     I snorted and replied "Hardly! It's one of those portable canopies with dark colored blankets for walls. It's supposed to look mysterious."

      He stared at me for a moment and then asked, "Would the ground be too vulgar?"

       "It's a tarp with a big rug on it, not bare ground."

      He grinned and moved in for another kiss. There was a few more before he paused to ask if there was a way to prevent someone else walking in. I scurried over to the entrance and hung up the bathroom break sign and tied the canvas wall to the pole. I returned and told him that's the best I can do. He resumed kissing me, moving his lips down onto my neck snaking out his tongue to taste my skin as he worked his way towards my breasts. He untied the short strings I had pulled tightly together that held closed the bodice of the blue dress I wore. It opened exposing my white bra and the tops of my large breasts beneath. He ran his fingers over one before saying, "They're even more beautiful than I imagined."

       He wasted no time getting my front closure bra opened and his lips on one. I could feel his tongue circling my nipple while he pinched the other one between his fingers. His tongue flicked over it a few times before he drew it between his lips and sucked. I moaned softly. He soon dropped to his knees and pulled my dress off my shoulders causing it to pool at my feet, he gazed up at me as he hooked his thumbs in the thin waistband of my thong, "I have a challenge for you beautiful one: don't get loud," he then yanked my panties off.

      He kissed his way from my belly to the top of my slit. I spread my legs and felt his tongue slip between the wet folds of flesh, caress my nub briefly, and continue the descent until his tongue slipped inside of me to tease me quickly before he returned attention to my clit. I was moaning softly. I felt his tongue flick back and forth and circle around until my legs were trembling and I was biting my lip to keep from crying out my pleasure as the tension was building up and release would soon follow. He slipped his fingers within and stroked my front wall pushing me over the edge. I came hard with a loud moan I couldn't contain and nearly fell over on him because my legs gave way. He turned and laid me down on the rug, slipping his fingers between my pussy lips to continue stroking and drawing out the pleasure. I nearly screamed when another orgasm hit me but he clamped his mouth over mine to muffle it. 

      He finally pulled his fingers out of me, licking my cum off of them as he sat up. I was breathing so hard I couldn't speak. He gazed down and smiled. "Oh my beautiful Celeste squirts. I never imagined you did. Let's go back to your place and continue our night of pleasure." 

       I started to respond when I was interrupted by a voice loudly calling my name. I sat up listening and realized it was Jenny. "Shit! I can't just ignore her. Hide!" 

     I turned to find I was alone. I was puzzled but reasoned he must have gone out the back of the makeshift tent. I scrambled to dress and hurried to untie the entrance. Jenny beat me to it and met me at the entrance. "Celeste! You're ok? I could have sworn I heard a scream coming from this direction." 

      I was grateful for the dimming light so she wouldn't see me blush as I hurriedly explained, "That was me, sorry, killer leg cramp. I guess I sat for too long and when I got up to stretch, my calf cramped up. I didn't think it was that loud. I didn't mean to startle anyone." 

     "It's ok I was just checking on you. It's fine if you want to head on home, things are slowing down." 

       I shoved my cards in my bag and handed her the cash basket. She accepted it and followed me out. I looked around quickly and didn't see him anywhere. I decided to ask Jenny if she remembered him from the office since we all worked together. "Hey Jen do you remember a tall, handsome, dark haired, guy from work who had mesmerizing green eyes? His desk was across from Michelle near the elevators. I can't remember his name to save my life." 

        She looked at me confused for a moment. "Do you mean Tim? I thought I told you earlier today, he died in a car accident a couple of days ago. His funeral is Tuesday afternoon." 

      "Died!? That's not...I guess I just didn't connect the dots as to who you were talking about." 

      She chuckled softly and said, "Oh Celeste you don't have to play coy anymore. The whole office knew you two had a crush on each other and were wondering when one of you would finally make a move. I know it probably hurts. Go home and have some tea and a good night's sleep."

      I felt even more confused. "I could have sworn I saw him tonight!" 

      She put her arm around my shoulders and squeezed. "You do always say the veil is thinnest at Samhain so maybe you did."

    We arrived at my car and said our goodbyes. I climbed in and sat there for a moment. Yes the veil is thinnest tonight, but I'd never heard of a spirit of the dead having oral sex with a living mortal. He felt normal and solid. He even had that subtle woodsy smell like I'd noticed when were in a crowded space together. It was all so confusing, but I was tired and needed to rest. I started my car and headed home.

Caught in the Middle: This is Not Goodbye

         Ben joined me on the deck when he finished. Tom was apparently busy rearranging my bedroom. I didn't even care. Ben sat in the lounge chair next to me gazing at me silently while I ignored him and watched the waves. He soon sat up and placed his hands on my stomach where the girls were actively kicking me and each other. A bittersweet smile slowly spread across his face. "They are quite the active pair this afternoon."

            "Yes, they can be at times," I replied while I still refused to look at him.

          After a few more minutes of feeling the babies move, he lifted the hem of my shirt, leaned over and kissed my belly. He then got up and went back inside. All that did was make me cry harder.

            Once the tears subsided, I eventually wandered back inside and to my bedroom. Tom was just finishing up. I ignored him and curled up on the bed and soon drifted off to sleep. I wanted them both and I felt completely heartbroken. I was being forced to accept something I could not.

*********

            Over the next couple of weeks, Tom and Ben prepared the nursery. They wanted it to be a surprise for me, so they wouldn't even let me in the room. Tom promised me it was going to be cute and girly for our little princesses. That's what he had taken to calling the babies: his little princesses. It seemed to take longer than two weeks, but they finally finished it and surprised me with it.

            Ben literally put one of his ties around my eyes as a blindfold and led me into the room with Tom trailing along behind, his hands on my sides like he was guiding me. When Ben stopped pulling my hands, Tom yanked the tie off my eyes and I gasped. It was beautiful! They'd painted the walls a lovely shade of lilac trimmed in white. The cribs, dressers, changing table and rocking chairs were all in white. The bedding in one crib was lilac while in the other it was pink. The curtains at the window were pink as were the cushions on the rocking chairs and matching ottomans. On one wall near the closet was a large painting of ballerinas while on the opposite wall was one of Cinderella's carriage going toward the castle at night. Above each crib were wooden letters that spelled out their names: Morgana in a dark purple and Jocelyn in Pink.

            "I didn't realize we had decided on names. I had just suggested them..."

            Tom replied, "Ben and I talked about it and we decided we could live with those names. You did really like them right?"

            "Yes, but what about the middle names?"

            "Tom and I were thinking that maybe you might let us pick the middle names? I like Aurelia for Jocelyn; Jocelyn Aurelia," Ben responded.

            "I sort of have a request for a middle name to go with Morgana," Tom stated.

            "What is it?"

            "Rhiannon. I would like for her middle name to be Rhiannon, after your character from Immortal."

            I just stared at him in surprise. "Why would you want that?"

            "Well that wonderful story of yours is how you and I met. If you had never written it, Joss never would've read it and contacted you about turning it into a series, so you and I never would've met. So I just...I don't know...I guess it's kind of corny." He was actually blushing.

            "No, not at all. I love it. Morgana Rhiannon and Jocelyn Aurelia. They're both great names. I love the nursery guys, it's beautiful."

            I gave each of them a gentle kiss on the lips and a hug in thanks for all the work they had done. Now that I had some where to put them, I would need to go shopping for baby clothes. They both liked that idea and wanted to go with me. I wanted to do something for my babies on my own; without the smothering duo. They finally relented on the condition that I not go completely alone; even though I was only twenty-five weeks along, they were both nervous about me being alone. I groaned and left the room to go to my own room and get ready. "Guys, I'm pregnant, not helpless!"

            "Yes, but it's also a high risk pregnancy with twins. I'm not comfortable with you being alone," Tom stated.

            "I don't really have any friends here, Tom. Who am I supposed to go with?"

            They were both quiet while they thought it over. Finally Tom chimes in with, "What about Susan? Her and Robert don't live that far away. I'm sure she'd be willing to go with you."

            "Susan? Susan Downey? I met her once!"

            Ben piped up and said, "You can go with Susan or you can go with me. Which will it be?"

            I groaned loudly and said, "Fine! Call her and see if she's available to go right now. I'm not willing to wait for another time."

            Tom dialed Robert's cell phone number and left the room after he answered. I stayed seated on the bed, sulking like a petulant child. They both did have a point, I just didn't want to admit it. Ben stayed in the doorway, leaning against it silently.

            Tom returned in a few minutes and said, "Susan would love to go with you and was actually planning to do some shopping this afternoon anyway. She said she'll be leaving her house soon and would come pick you up in about twenty minutes."

            "Bloody lovely," I replied with a scowl as I got up to grab my purse and go sulk in the living room. They were treating me like a child and it annoyed me.

            Ben joined me in the living room, sitting on the opposite end of the sofa. Neither of us spoke for several minutes. I finally asked, "So when are you moving out?"

            "I've actually decided not to for right now. We only have a couple more weeks until we wrap up for a couple of months and I'm going to England for a month after that. I decided I should probably just stay where I am for right now. I'll look for my own place when I get back from England."

            "I didn't know you were planning to return home. Are you going to be here when the babies are born?"

            "It was a last minute decision; I have a short project to do. You'll only be...thirty-two weeks at that point right? Unless you have those babies very early, I'll be here. I do want to be here when my daughters are born. I'm not completely heartless."

            "I didn't say that you are. So you're convinced they are yours?"

            "I wouldn't go so far as to say I'm convinced, but I definitely hope they are. I'm almost forty years old, so if I'm going to have children, now would be a good time. I'm still young enough to enjoy them."

            I said nothing in reply. It wasn't long until Susan arrived. She was thrilled to be going baby shopping; it was her favorite thing to shop for. She took me to her favorite mall downtown and we spent the next three hours shopping. I ended up with a lot of baby clothes, in various sizes so I wouldn't have to worry about rushing out to get new clothes when they began outgrowing sizes. Between two newborns and work, I was going to be busy. We even bought some onesies, shirts, and sleepers in preemie size because I was pretty sure they'd end up being born a little early and twins are usually small anyway. We went to a nearby restaurant after to have an early dinner before she took me back to the beach house.

            When we arrived, Tom came out to help carry in the bags while he thanked Susan for going with me. Susan hugged me and wished me well before leaving. I had Tom deliver the bags to the laundry room as I planned to wash all of it before the babies wore them. There was so much that I decided to just wash the preemie and newborn clothes first, so Tom ended up taking the rest to the bedroom and hanging them in the closet. Ben soon wandered in while I was snipping tags and tossing garments in the washing machine. He picked up one of the tiny preemie sized pink sleepers. "Wow! This is really small!"

            "It's a preemie size for tiny babies. I do expect them to born early, I just don't know how early."

            He put it down and picked up a pink and white shirt in newborn size. "I hope they aren't born too early. I mean, the later, the better, right?"

            "Yes the closer to forty weeks they are born, the healthier they will most likely be."

            I had just finished loading the washer and starting the cycle when I got hit with sharp pains in my pelvic area. I started rubbing my abdomen while I groaned in pain, turning away from him so I could leave the laundry room. Ben was immediately at my side asking what was wrong.

            "It's just some pains. I do have scar tissue in my uterus, so it's going to hurt when it's expanding. Sometimes the pains are quite sharp. I just need to go lie down."

            I made it as far as the kitchen island counter before I got slammed with another very sharp pain that made me groan. Ben stopped me and bent over to scoop me up in his arms and carry me to my room. He laid me on the bed and went to get a wash cloth that he wet with cool water. He returned and folded it to place on my forehead. I was curled up on my left side so it kept slipping. He finally removed it and sat next to me to wipe my face with it. I was hurting so much I had broken out in a sweat. He leaned over and turned on the fan that was perched on the corner of my dresser, next to the bed. After a few minutes he said, "Darling, are you sure you're going to be all right? You seem to be in a lot of pain to me."

            "I'll be fine Ben. It's not contractions; I do know the difference."

            "I'll have to take your word for it since I've never been a woman or pregnant. You know your body better than I do."

            A few more minutes passed while Ben sat there holding my hand and wiping my face. Finally I asked, "Where's Tom?"

            An annoyed look passed through his eyes and he took a deep breath before he replied, "He went out for a run on the beach. I am capable of sitting here with you while you endure the pain."

            I caressed his face gently with my free hand. "I didn't mean to imply that you are not. I think you forget that my heart belongs to you too. I just didn't want Tom getting upset because he doesn't know what's going on. If he's not here, then he can't complain."

            I slid my hand behind his neck and tugged gently to pull him forward. He resisted at first. "Please Ben?" I said softly.

            The look in his eyes softened and leaned down to kiss me gently on the lips. My lips parted and I began to kiss harder. At first he responded and I could feel a surge of passion and longing come through his kiss. He came to his senses and pulled away from me. He was breathing heavily. He got up from the bed and said, "Please, Clarice, don't make this harder for me."

            He then heard the French doors at the rear of the house open so he quickly composed himself and went to inform Tom of my pain. In mere seconds, Tom came rushing into the room and kneeled next to me in the floor. "Darling, are you all right?"

            "It's just some growth pains. My uterus is stretching through all the scar tissue and it hurts some. I'll be fine."

            He leaned over and kissed my cheek while he stroked my hair back from my face. As soon as he sat back I said, "Oh for the love of Loki, Tom! Go shower! You're a stinky, sweaty mess!"

            He laughed heartily and agreed to it on the condition that Ben would come back and sit with me. "Oh, Tom, I'm fine! It's barely even hurting now. I'm just going to lay here and rest; I may even doze off to sleep."

            "OK sweetheart. If you start hurting more or need anything, call for Ben please. Don't get up and try to do it yourself. We'll make sure the baby clothes get washed, dried and put away too. Don't worry about anything; just rest." He kissed me quickly again before going to take a shower.

            He no sooner left then Ben appeared in the doorway with a large glass of ice water. "I thought you could use a drink," He gestured with the glass.

            "Yes, I could. Thank you," I replied as I sat up.

            He entered the room and handed me the glass. I took a big drink and then sat it down on the table. I lay back down while he stood over me for a while gazing at me. I could see from his eyes that he still wanted me; he had intense desire burning within them. He sighed heavily and told me he would be in the living room if I needed him. I thanked him again as he left the room.

***********

            Those two weeks until we wrapped up our second season and Ben left for England just seemed to fly by so quickly. His flight was fairly early in the morning and Tom was driving him to the airport. I had one last chance before he was gone.

     I was resting in my bedroom with the door open so I could hear better. I could see through my eyelashes so I was aware when Ben went into the bathroom to shower. He still preferred that one to the tiny shower in the bathroom attached to his bedroom; he said it made him feel claustrophobic. I had discovered the lock on the door could easily be opened with a screwdriver which I happened to keep in my nightstand. I gave him a few minutes to be sure he was in the water. I got up and crept to the door. I knew Tom was on the deck relaxing with ear buds in listening to his iPod as he usually did after his evening run and shower. I listened at the door and heard the familiar sound of water flow being interrupted by a body. I twisted the knob slightly, discovering it was unlocked. I quickly stripped off my oversized t-shirt, threw it back on my bed, and snuck into the bathroom. He had his back to me and was standing under the large showerhead. I managed to quietly open the door and enter without disturbing him. I startled him when I ran my hands down his back.

   He turned around quickly and said "Clarice! What the devil are you doing!?"

   I gave him an innocent look. "I recall someone saying he had a fantasy about sex in the shower. I just thought since everyone else had their fantasies fulfilled you should too."

   " I'm not sure this is a good idea Clarice. "

  I just shrugged and kissed him. He didn't respond to the first one, but I persisted and he was soon returning my kiss. I felt him relax as he gave into desire. He turned me around and pinned me against the wall. He rubbed his erection against me as I raised my left leg to put it around his waist. He paused to say, "Just like our first time."

   I replied , "Just more gentle please."

   "Of course love...is this safe for the babies?"

   " The doctor didn't tell me no. "

    That was all he needed to hear before I felt him slide inside of me. We both moaned at that and he moved slowly and gently against me. It was the most beautiful and heartfelt lovemaking we'd ever done. It was over too soon as we were both terribly excited to join this way again. After he reached his release and gently pulled out of me, I began to cry. I couldn't hold back. It was so beautiful I cried against his chest. I was going to lose this and it broke my heart.

    He gently rubbed my back and softly said, "No my beautiful Clarice, don't cry. It's a short trip and I will return to you. I can't lose this beautiful love. Tom and I will just have to figure out how to share. Now let's get cleaned up and go cuddle."

   We both washed quickly and got out. Ben wrapped his towel around his waist and took mine to gently dry me off, kissing my swollen belly periodically. Once finished he led me to his room, and we climbed into his bed nude. I lay against his chest and began to nod off.

   At some point I heard a voice that reached through my sleep haze. "What in the hell is going on here!?"

   " Lower your voice Thomas! She's trying to sleep. What is going on is I will be staying around. I love her and there's just as much chance they're my children as yours. She loves and wants the both of us and it's past time we grow up and accept that. It's not a competition. We both won the big prize. "

  I felt the bed sink like someone sat down and heard Tom say quietly, "You're right. I've been childishly possessive. We'll just have to figure out how to accept this situation because she needs us both."

  I then felt warmth behind me and an arm slip around me. I fell asleep after that.

******
I was awake, but not out of bed yet. I sat on the bed and listened, hoping he would come to say good-bye like he promised he would. I soon heard a soft knock on the door and called to him to enter. He opened the door and walked in, closing it behind him. He smiled and sat on the bed next to me.

            "Well...I guess this is good-bye," he said.

            "Not for good, I hope."

            "I meant what I said last night Clarice. I'm coming back to you and I promise I will be here when the babies are born. If there's a chance you are going to have them before I return, please call me. A flight from London to here is almost eleven hours and that doesn't include any delays, so I'd appreciate knowing as early as possible."

            "I will let you know. I promise to do my best to hold onto them until you get back."

            He chuckled at that promise and leaned over to kiss my forehead. Before he could pull away from me, I grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him on the lips. He responded to my kiss passionately. I stopped to catch my breath, but he grabbed me and kissed me  again. He only let me go once we were both sufficiently breathless. He then sat there with his forehead against mine, breathing hard, with his heart racing. "Clarice, we have to stop doing this. You have no idea what it does to me. I'll end up missing my flight."

            "Oh, I think I have a pretty good idea what it does to you. I want to hear you say it Ben...admit it to me."

            "You know how I still feel about you. I shouldn't have to say it."

            "Please, Ben; I need to hear the words."

            He kissed me before saying, "I love you Clarice. I am coming back to you and the three of us will work through this."

            He kissed me one last time and then left. I heard the front door close then the sound of the car as Tom started the engine. A month wasn't long for my brain, but quite a long time for my heart.

Caught in the Middle: Tom and Ben Share

    I didn't wake up until nearly noon. I realized I was in Tom's bed and had a horrible taste in my mouth. I also realized I was completely naked. I staggered into his bathroom and drank a cup of water before I showered. I didn't keep any of my clothes in Tom's room. I decided to just wrap the towel around myself and head to my own room when I finished. I opened the door slowly, peeked out, and saw no one. Unfortunately I would have to walk right past the kitchen doorway so if the guys were in there, they'd see me. I was so embarrassed over the night before I just wanted to spend time alone.

     I took a deep breath and tried to just hurry through. I was nearly to my room when I heard Ben's voice "Good afternoon sexy Lady!"

     I stiffened up and replied, "Hello Man I don't wish to see today!"

   I quickly entered my room and closed the door. I hurried to put on a teal colored bikini while he was soon knocking at my door. "Come on Clarice you'll have to talk to me eventually! You can't avoid me all summer!"

    " Yes I can! "  I shouted back through the door.

   "Clarice let's be adult about this, open the door so we can talk like normal people. I know what happened was awkward..."

    I yanked open the door. "Awkward!? That was the most embarrassing thing I've ever done!"

    There was a gleam of humor in his eyes when he replied, "It wasn't entirely your fault. I should have been paying attention. I also shouldn't have given you so much wine to drink on an empty stomach. I swear to you I didn't mean to get you drunk and I didn't intend to take advantage of the situation. I was shocked when you started giving me a blow job. Pleased, but surprised."

    I sighed and said, "I'm sorry I puked all over you. Is there still a mess to clean up?"

    "No not at all. Tom sprayed it down just a little while ago. Now come eat some toast and drink a little water. That should let you know if you're stomach is up for more food."

   I grabbed my tank top mini dress and yanked it on over my bikini as I followed him to the kitchen. I sat down at the counter as Tom put a plate in front of me with freshly buttered warm toast. I took a bite as I accepted the small glass of ice water from Ben. Tom asked how I was feeling.

     "Physically ok, just a headache. Emotionally I'm still embarrassed."

    Tom caressed my cheek gently and said, "We understand darling. It happened, it's over, let's just move on. No one is angry."

    I just mumbled ok as I took another bite of toast. When I finished it I went to watch television to distract my mind. Both of the guys soon joined me, Tom sitting next to me on the couch and Ben lounging on the chair nearby. We spent the afternoon watching movies.

    It was well into our usual dinner time hour when we decided on salad. Ben and Tom got it started while I was supposed to chop veggies too. One carrot in, there was a ring at the doorbell. Ben told me keep chopping, he'll answer. I heard him ask if anyone in the house could sign for it. I then heard him grumbling about electronic signature devices then the door close. He returned with a thick envelope addressed to me. The return address was an attorney's office in Miami I vaguely recognized. I finished all of the vegetable chopping I needed to do so I said, "Just put it on the table for now. I want to finish making our salads and enjoy our dinner before I get into anything unpleasant."

 "Aren't you curious Clarice? " Ben questioned.

I sighed loudly as I replied, "I have a pretty good idea what it is. I'd just like some dinner right now I'm hungry."

   He shrugged and agreed as he served himself from the salad bowl. He grabbed a bottle of white wine left over from the night before and followed Tom and I outside. We ate in relative quiet with those two discussing future plans regarding movies and such.

   I had completely zoned out thinking about what I'd need to do next, when I suddenly realized someone was playing with my hair. I turned to my left and noticed Ben's arm was outstretched trying to remove hair that was blowing across my face. I turned to him which blocked the wind from my face. He smiled and said, "Better now?" He was still fingering a lock of hair.

   I don't know why but I suddenly felt myself blush. " I was so lost in thought I didn't notice. "

   "I'd ask a penny for your thoughts but they're far more valuable to me than that. Have I told you your hair color is beautiful? It's like amber in the sunshine. Blond, red, and brown all at once. I've never seen hair so beautiful."

    "No you haven't, but thank you." I kind of pulled away from him when I realized my dishes weren't on the table and Tom wasn't present.

    "You must have really been lost in thought. Tom and I took the dishes inside already and he's loading the washer. I came back out to check on you."

    "Oh I see. I was just thinking about where to go from here. I guess I should go open the envelope and get it over with."

    I rose to go inside and retrieve the envelope from the living room table. I brought it back to the kitchen island counter and ripped it open. I upended the envelope and grabbed the top letter. It just briefly told me what was in the envelope. Bizarre. I'm not a moron. The next thing that was underneath was the divorce degree officially ending our marriage. I'd been waiting for it for two years. I felt nothing but anger towards him now, yet it was still a bit painful.

   I threw the papers onto the counter and said, "Now it's official."

   Ben picked it up and said, "Ah I see," before passing it to Tom who is just raised his eyebrows and said "Oh."

  I let out a strangled laugh and said "Don't be so enthusiastic fellas! I might think it was more thrilling when I was technically still married."

    Tom was quick to say, "It's nothing like that darling...we just don't know what you need from us right now. Are you upset and need a shoulder to cry on...?"

   Ben chimed in and said, "or happy? Relieved? Full of regrets?"

  I laughed and said, "Oh I have plenty of regrets. Divorcing that ass isn't one of them. I think I just need the sea."

          I then turned and left the room, walking out to the rear balcony of the beach house. I leaned over the banister and stared out at the waves, watching the sun that was beginning to set. I loved watching the sun set over the ocean. It was so incredibly beautiful. I heard the French doors open and close. Soon there was someone standing next to me. I looked over and was surprised to see it was Ben; usually Tom was the one who dealt with my morose behavior. He was far better at it. Finally he said, "Do you want to talk about it?"

   "What's there to talk about?"

 "How long were you married? Tom told me your son's Tenth birthday is tomorrow. Were you married all of that time?"

  I sighed. It was obvious he wasn't going away until I answered. "Longer actually. I was twenty-two. Young and believed I'd found 'the one' without much looking. I actually had a few miscarriages before we conceived Jack. It was such a difficult pregnancy on my body that I shouldn't try again. I supposedly can't.  After all I have done and sacrificed for that son-of-a-bitch, he was the one who filed for divorce. He would not be nearly as successful if it weren't for me and the people I'd gone to school with.  He left me for a twenty-two year old, stick figured, blond from the office. Yes I know, cliché as hell but it does happen. I hope that little cunt gives him a STD that makes his cock fall off."

      He laughed. "It's nice to know you're not just nasty to me. It really is quite reassuring."

    "I'm sorry Ben. I don't mean to be such a bitch..."

    "It's just your nature. Don't apologize when you don't mean it dear. It's quite irritating. So what other regrets were you talking about? Clearly marrying was the biggest one."

     "Ah, nothing quite that big.  I regret not sticking with the drama training when I was younger, but apparently I'm pretty good at it anyway. I really regret not joining the chamber choir in high school. Our director was a total bitchy PMS Queen, but she was damned good at what she did and she thought I had real potential."

    He chuckled. "So you had a bitch queen mentor? Interesting. Do go on darling."

     I laughed then. "Chamber and show choir required auditions, which we did after she showed us the video from that year's Solo and Ensemble Competition. I was so utterly intimidated by those girls. I had a complete emotional fifteen-year-old reaction to it, instead of thinking of it logically. It did not occur to me that these girls were second year chamber choir members and had been taught to sing that way. It did not occur to me that I could be taught to sing that way. I didn't even realize that I was good. Shit, who am I kidding? I was fucking awesome! I had a high soprano to make a vocal instructor proud and an audience cry. Not from pain though, so no snide remarks from you mister!"

   I paused while he was laughing, "I wasn't going to say a word! I swear! Go on with your story, I want to hear the end. What happened when you auditioned? What did you sing?"

    "I sang Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again from Phantom of the Opera. Probably not my best choice, but I was obsessed with Andrew Lloyd Webber. There was no one to sing Phantom of the Opera with me which was my favorite.  We had to sing the scales first of course. In the end, I remember it so vividly, she stared at me for a few moments. I had that scared teenager panicky feeling of, 'Oh god was it that bad?' She finally said, 'please join the chamber choir.' I'm thinking 'I could not have heard that. Did she just ask me?' Then she says, 'you have perfect pitch, you hit every single note with no effort and held it as long as required; you have so much potential to work with.' I was so freaking scared that I told her I'd have to think about it. In the end, my shyness won and I didn't do it. I've regretted it. It took a few years, but I totally regret it. I wonder all the time what I would sound like now if I'd had better formal training during my teenage years."

   We were both quiet for a bit. "Sing to me," he suddenly said.

   "What? Are you nuts? I haven't warmed up or anything."

   "Then sing along to a couple of easy songs on your iPod to warm up. Then we'll sing Phantom of the Opera together."

   "Oh Ben, that's just silly. My voice isn't what it used to be. It's more of alto to mezzo-soprano now. I've had a lot more sinus and throat issues since I was fifteen."

  "I don't care. I want to hear you sing. Now hop to it," he smacked me on the ass as he sat on a lounge chair.

    I always had my iPod on me if I wasn't on set; in character or playing director's assistant. I searched through a list of songs I could sing along to that were easy. I picked Hotel California and started singing. He started singing along with me. When it ended, I switched to Phantom of the Opera. I hesitated before pressing play.

     "Serenade me beautiful woman!" He shouted.

    I giggled and started the song. I turned away from him and gazed back at the ocean. After the intro, I began to sing. He came in right on time even without the benefit of the music. I kept my back to him and stared out at the sea. At the end of the song, he said, "You have a beautiful voice. You are way too harsh on yourself."

      I didn't reply. The next song that began was Danny Boy, so I began to sing. I finally turned to face him halfway through the song. He took my hands as I sang with my eyes closed, concentrating on hitting all of the notes. Once the song finished, I opened my eyes. He actually had tears in his eyes. "That was the most beautiful thing I've ever heard."

     I was a bit overwhelmed by the sincerity of his compliment and felt myself blushing fiercely. He stopped the music on my iPod and took it from me. He put it down on the table and then grabbed me around the waist and pulled me onto his lap gently. It was the first time he'd ever been gentle with me. The one time we'd had sex, it was fierce and rough.

      He kissed my lips gently. I turned into him and kissed him back. I felt his lips part; mine did the same and our kiss became more passionate. He lay back in the lounge chair and I moved with him to straddle him and keep kissing. He paused to take my short sleeveless dress off. "You and those bikinis. I love these things."

     He reached behind me to unhook the top, which promptly released my full breasts. He wasted no time bringing his mouth to them to play around. In between kisses and sucking he said, "Tom said you had great tits. He was not making it up."

        As if on cue, the French doors opened and Tom walked out. Ben didn't stop playing with my boobs. Tom sat in a lounge chair across from us and watched briefly before saying, "Hey, what's with fondling my woman?"

      Ben sat up and said, "You offered to share."

   "You turned me down too. You said it wasn't a good idea."

     "I changed my mind," he replied before going back to my boobs.

    He then began trying to tug down my bikini bottoms. I stood up quickly to yank them off.  While I did that, he unfastened his own shorts and pulled them off. I straddled him and yanked off his shirt. He penetrated me slowly. I moaned loudly as I began riding him.

      It was a private beach residence so we didn't have to worry about anyone seeing us. Tom moved to sit in the lounge chair next to us while he watched. It wasn't long before he was completely naked too. He stood next to me while I rode Ben's big hard cock, stroking my hair and watching my tits bounce. I finally turned to him and began to suck his big cock.  "Be careful not to puke on me like you did poor Ben."

    I gave him a little bite to reprimand him. He was soon moaning. I had to stop when Ben came close to his climax because he was fucking me so hard and fast. I had an intense series of orgasms just as he came and groaned loudly.

    Tom then literally grabbed me off of Ben and pulled me to the other lounge chair. He sat down and positioned me on his lap, facing Ben, and said, "Now it's my turn."

     We kissed hungrily as he slid that huge cock of his into my dripping wet pussy. Ben laid there and watched as I rode Tom. Tom was not being at all slow and gentle. It was fast and furious, making us both come hard within minutes. He kissed me lustfully again before I moved. Ben leaned over and kissed me again too. I was finally allowed to get up. My legs were shaking so bad, I couldn't walk. Tom laughed and moved so I could sit down.

     "Well Ben, we apparently did a really good job. Our little lady can't walk."

    "That's how it's supposed to be," Ben said with a low sexy chuckle.

     They both put their shorts back on. Ben then scooped me up and carried me inside to the bedroom. He placed me on the bed and said, "Rest some sweetie. I have plans for you later."

     Tom laughed from the doorway and said, "You aren't the only one. I say next time, you get the back door and I'll take the front and we'll really make her scream."

     Ben laughed. "Now there's a very good naughty idea."

      "Now boys, don't tease me unless you intend to please me."

      "I think we did a good job with that already," Tom replied.

      "Besides, we do intend to please you, my Dear. Repeatedly,"  Ben added.

      They then left the room while I rested for a while.

Caught in the Middle: Tom and Ben Round Two

Caught in the Middle: Beach House

Two weeks later we were all moved into the beach house. It was one story with three bedrooms and two bathrooms. It had a large rear balcony with stairs that lead down to the beach. The house looked two story from the rear but the space underneath was open except for a storage room. I was surprised to see it was fully furnished with the exception of linens and dishes. It had a tropical beach house look which was appropriate. The main living quarters were white, but each bedroom had a different color. Tom insisted Ben and I take the bedrooms that shared a bath. He said it would trigger more interaction between us. He took the bedroom with an ensuite bath. Of course.

I settled into the first bedroom on the left. It had coral colored walls and furniture with a bamboo look. Directly across the hall was the bathroom with just a sink, toilet, and  generous sized shower stall and wall covering that looked like giant leaves with yellow and orange hibiscus flowers. As I stared at it, not sure what to think, a voice behind me said, "Well...that's...uh...an interesting look for walls I guess."

 I snorted and replied, "Diplomatic answer. I'm going to feel like I'm showering in the jungle!" 

 Ben just replied, "I think that shower head is appropriate for it. It's huge and in the middle of the ceiling." 

 I walked further into the room to examine the shower. "I think it's one of those rain fall shower heads. It has massaging units in the walls!" 

 I turned around and nearly smacked into Ben as he was so close. I felt his warm breath on my forehead as he softly said, "It's big enough for two."

I could feel my heart hammering away as my body grew warm. I looked up into his eyes and couldn't mistake the desire I saw there. I impulsively put my hand on his chest and felt his racing heart. He leaned down and softly said "Clarice..." before he could bring his lips to mine I heard Tom shout "Hey where are you guys?"

 I jerked away from Ben quickly and rushed out the door towards the living room. I thought I heard him swear behind me. I called out "Just checking out the bathroom! It's funky looking but the shower looks fantastic. Massage jets in the walls!" 

 Tom raised an eyebrow when he saw Ben right behind me. "Have you been behaving yourself?" 

 Ben smirked and said "Define behaving." 

 Tom rolled his eyes and replied, "I mean arguing with Claire."

 Ben looked offended and said, "Does she seem upset to you?" 

 Tom then looked closely at me. I hoped the flushing had reduced. He said, "She looks a little flushed. Did he get nasty with you Claire?" 

 "No nothing like that. We were laughing and making jokes over the jungle themed bathroom." 

 He looked suspiciously between us and then said, "Ok. Well we're going to need bedding, towels, and dishes. Food too. We passed a mall not far from here and there's a grocery store across the street from it."

 I said "Yeah sure, just let me grab my purse and I'm ready." Ben stepped out of my way as I hurried back to my new bedroom.

I heard Ben say "Look I don't even care what you two pick out. Just grab a plain white bed set for me and that'll be fine. Blue works too. I have other stuff to do." 

 I just returned when Tom said "You could at least do the grocery shopping. You're the vegetarian and picky."

Ben sighed and said "Fine I'll get food and you two pick out household stuff." He huffed out of the room and through the kitchen to the garage. I soon heard him drive away.

Tom and I soon followed and went to the mall. 
             *********

Time passed and we were on the verge of wrapping up the season. Ben still picked at me but it was less angry and more playful. Bitch went from an insult to a term of endearment; I didn't quite get that one either. I began to refer to him as "Tom's Pet" just to get a rise out of him. He'd smirk and tell me he'd rather be mine with a wink. After just a couple of days at the beach house I had hired someone for private surfing lessons that would be able to work around our schedule until we were done. Ben would sit on the balcony or shore and tease me afterwards, but always had a compliment for my bikini.

The day after we finished I had planned to head back to Miami for a week to visit my son. My flight was early the next morning and I was already packed. I got a big envelope in the mail. I was surprised the return address was my still-waiting-to-be-ex husband. I opened the envelope on the couch in the living room. Ben was close by as usual and asked what it was. I shrugged and dumped the contents onto the table. "Oh it's photos!" I exclaimed. 

My ex finally got off his lazy ass and sent me school photos and holiday photos. There was also a letter that tumbled into the floor. Ben picked it up and I snatched it from him saying, "Hey Been-A-Dick! That's private!" 

 He snorted and said "You haven't called me that in quite a while. I was just picking it up. No need to get your knickers in a twist." 

 I stuck my tongue out at him and said, "I'm not wearing any!"

I caught his raised eyebrows as I opened the letter and began reading. I let out a string of obscenities as I threw the letter on the table. Ben had picked up some of the photos and was browsing through them. He casually replied "My such language from the lady! Whatever could've provoked a foul mouthed reaction?" 

 I literally snarled at him and said "I'm not in the mood for your bullshit Been-A-Dick!" 

He looked up from the photos, saw my face, and said, "Seriously Clarice, what's wrong? " 

I was fighting not to cry in front of him. "It's my son. I was going home tomorrow so I could be in time for his birthday and spend a week with him. I already told jerk off my plans so he fucking knew! But he did it anyway! We're not officially divorced yet so there's no custody agreement. He can do whatever the hell he wants and I can't do a thing!" 

 "Do what Hon? What did he do Claire?" 

 "He's taking Jack to upstate New York to the lake house his parents own. He's bringing that little tramp and Jack's best friend. According to the letter their flight left this morning. They'll be there for the entire month." 

 Ben moved to put his arms around me. I wanted his arms around me, but not for something like this. I jumped up and retreated to my bedroom so I could quietly cry alone.

    It wasn't even five minutes later that there was a knock on my door. "Go away Ben!" I shouted in response. 

 "It's Tom darling. Can we talk?" I heard through the door. 

I groaned loudly but agreed. He came in with a box of tissues in his hand. I took them and tried to clean up a bit while I spewed out the whole story of why I was upset. He hugged me and said, "I know you were looking forward to the visit darling. Maybe I can find a way to cheer you up a bit. I know it's upsetting but like you said until he signs the papers there's nothing you can do about custody." 

 I didn't realize the door had opened and Ben was standing in the doorway. "Oh Thomas she doesn't need cheerful. She needs to get drunk. Now cancel your flight and join me in the kitchen. I'm not allowing you to drink alone."

 I let out a snort laugh and said "Well I do need to cancel stuff. A drink sounds good right now."

They left the room as I picked up the phone to call the airline. I needed to cancel hotel reservations too. The ass wouldn't even let me stay in the guest cottage when I visited for holidays. I bought the damned house! 

    I quickly got everything cancelled and was walking towards the kitchen when I heard Ben speaking to Tom. "Don't we have anything harder than wine?"

   Tom replied, "No I didn't know we required whiskey so I've only bought wine." 

    " I guess it'll do. So what happened between her and her husband? " 

    I stopped short of the doorway and pressed against the wall so I could hear how Tom would respond. He said, "I don't really know any details other than he dumped her for a younger woman like two years ago. She doesn't like to talk about it." 

    "Dumped her? Some man was stupid enough to dump that beautiful and talented woman? He doesn't sound worthy of a tear shed." 

 Tom responded, "You think she's beautiful?" 

 " Of course I do! I told you that weeks ago after I first saw her in a bikini. Voluptuous and beautiful. Then I called you a lucky bastard. Do you honestly think I can't hear her moaning and crying out your name from across the house?" 

Tom laughed slightly and said, "Well if you're really that interested, maybe we should share a little. You got a taste of that. Don't you want more?" 

 I bit my lip to keep from saying anything. I heard Ben's reply, "I don't think I want to go there. It never ends well. Women always want to choose and can't settle for both." 

 "Well the offer is there if you change your mind. She's not exactly looking for another husband." 

 I chose that point to make my entrance. "Sorry I took so long. I was on hold for a bit. So where's my drink?"

 Ben turned the bottles toward me. "Sorry love we only have wine. Pink or white?" 

 I shrugged and said "It's not non-alcoholic wine. Both are good!" 

 Ben grinned and said, "That's my girl! Grab our glasses and follow me." 

 I picked up two wine glasses and followed him out to the balcony. Tom picked up another and followed us. There was a table with an umbrella and four chairs on the left and a trio of lounge chairs currently on the right. Ben went to the table and sat down the wine bottles asking me which I wanted first. I chose pink as I sat down the glasses. He poured us all a glass and I went to a lounge chair. It was getting close to sunset. We were quiet at first, but Tom and Ben started talking about my books and asking me questions about what was going to be in the script for the next season.

By glass four the sun was nearly gone and so was I. I had moved to the table and was sitting in a chair between them. Suddenly I said, "Ya know what? He can go to hell! I might be thirty-four but I'm sexier than that little bimbo he went chasing. What do you fellas think? Am I sexy?" 

 Tom snorted and said, "That goes without saying!" 

 Ben stared at me for a moment and said, "You're thirty-four? Really? I thought I was chasing younger pussy than that!"

I popped out laughing and Tom reprimanded Ben for being vulgar. He just winked at me. He then turned the conversation to sexual fantasies and told me something erotic he'd like to do then asked me about my fantasies. I took a big gulp of wine and to my own surprise I said "You two. Together. At the same time." 

 Ben grinned and took a gulp of his wine. Tom blurted out, "I want to watch. I want to watch you two fuck." 

 We both turned to him and I shrugged and said "I'm game!" 

 Ben just stared at me for a moment. Then he downed the rest of his wine and said, "Are you sure Clarice? You seem a little drunk. I don't want you to be angry at me in the morning when you're sober and remember." 

 I stood up and pulled up the hem of my short dress, yanking it over my head. I was in fact completely naked under it. "Oh I'm not so drunk Benny. I won't regret a thing. Will you?" 

 I didn't even give him a chance to reply before I crushed my lips down onto his. He quickly began kissing back. I felt his hands on my butt pulling me closer. I moved my lips from his and kissed my way south. I was soon tonguing one of his nipples while fumbling to unbutton his shorts. He carefully pushed me back and stood to just pull them down. He moved to a lounge chair and beckoned me to follow him. I did so and kneeled down next to him. I ran my tongue over his erection before I slipped my mouth onto it and took it all the way in. I felt Tom's hands rubbing my ass. I stroked Ben's cock in that manner a few times, encouraged by his moans. I'd just pulled up to swirl my tongue around the tip when I felt his hands on the back of my head urging me back down. He must have been close to orgasm as he started to fuck my mouth. I slapped my hands on his hips to pull away while I pushed him down, but I wasn't fast enough so he hit my gag reflex. I couldn't stop myself. I threw up all over his cock and pelvis. I heard a startled yelp and felt hands pulling me up. I managed to move away from him before I puked all over the wooden floor again.

I heard a voice ask if I was ok. I sat back on my shins, mumbled an apology then leaned over and puked a third time. I vaguely heard a voice say "Too much wine on an empty stomach. Take her to your bathroom and get her cleaned up. I'll go shower." 

 I felt hands around my waist hoisting me to my feet then slip under my legs and behind my back before lifting me up. I vaguely recall being carried into Tom's bedroom and lying on the bed while a warm wet cloth was run over my face and chest. I either passed out or fell asleep after that.

Caught in the Middle: Tom and Ben Share RPFF

Caught in the Middle: Peace Agreement RPFF

It wasn't long after my fiercely passionate encounter with Ben that Tom became serious about dating me. It was quickly common for us to share kisses around the set. Every time Ben saw us he made gagging noises, but as soon as Tom or I walked away he'd smirk and wink at me. On more than one occasion I told him only in his wet dreams would that ever happen again. He blew me a kiss and walked away. He was such a prick! I can't believe I let my guard down to have sex with him that one time. I would never admit to him I enjoyed it and wanted more. Hell I wanted both of them at the same time but there's no way I'd ever voice that. Unless I had a few glasses of wine and someone pried it out of me but even that was only a maybe.
   
A couple of months before we wrapped up filming we learned the show had been picked up for a second season. We would get a two month vacation before resuming filming. In the middle of the announcement with all the present cast and crew together, Ben made an announcement of his own, "It's been fun but I can't work with this little bitch anymore," he gestured towards me.

      I was so shocked he'd say that in front of everyone that I didn't react for a moment. The anger bubbled over and I quickly stormed over to him and slapped him with all of my might. I turned his head and nearly knocked him to the floor.

   He recovered quickly and yelled "You rotten little bitch!" Before he could lunge for me someone grabbed him from behind and I felt arms encircle my waist and restrain me. As we were both being restrained, we simply screamed obscenities at each other. I ended up yelling "You're dick is so small I couldn't even feel it! It was like being fucked with a gherkin!"

 Without missing a beat he retorted "Well your pussy is so loose I'd have to be as big as a wine bottle before you could feel it!"

 There were gasps and a few chuckles among the crew. I just lunged for him not fully realizing we'd just revealed to everyone we had sex. The arms around my waist tightened and spun me around. I barely realized it was Tom before he hoisted me up over his shoulder, smacked my rear, and walked away towards his dressing room. Over his shoulder he told Ben to take a walk and cool off.

He managed to get me inside and closed the door before dropping me into a chair. "Clarice this is getting out of control. Why do you despise Benedict so much?"

 I snorted and replied "You're asking the wrong person. He started it!"

 " Yes I'm aware of that but you keep dumping fuel on the fire. You have the option of ignoring him! What was this business of being fucked with a gherkin? Did you two have sex? "

I sighed and said "There's just something about him that grates on my nerves and I can't ignore him. Yes we had sex once, when we first started filming with me. It was kinda angry sex. He followed me into my dressing room and yelled at me first. It just turned sexual from there. "

 "Ok that was before we got serious. Was it consensual? Did you enjoy it?"

 " Yes it was consensual. Kind of forceful at first, but I allowed it and enjoyed it. "

His facial expression changed and he looked like he was going to laugh. "Oh now I get it. There's a lot of sexual tension between you two. I think you two just need to learn to get along and work through it. I think you both need exposure therapy."

 " What in the hell do you mean by that? "

He smiled this time and replied " Since we're going to be here a lot longer, I think we should rent a house together. Robert told me about a beach house that will be vacant in a week. I already talked to the agent and she's holding it. It's three bedroom so we'll all have our own rooms if we want. I really think you two need to learn to get along. I love both of you and don't wish to lose either. However the childish behavior has to go. We're all adults. "

I scowled at him. I finally sighed and said "I'll do it for you if he's willing."

He came over and kissed my forehead before telling me to behave myself he was going to find Ben. He turned towards the door and opened it only to find Ben standing there with his arm up like he was about to knock. Tom stepped back and let him enter. As he closed the door he said, "There will be no shouting, obscenities, or insults. Talk to each other like adults."

 Ben turned towards me and said, "I'm sorry Clarice. I've been horribly immature and haven't given you a fair chance. I read your books and they are quite good. I guess I've just been a jealous fool."

I raised a quizzical eyebrow. "Jealous? Of me?"

 He shot a look at Tom I couldn't quite decipher before sitting down on the sofa and sighing. "Mostly you. You have a natural talent. You didn't spend years dedicated to learning this...stuff...you make up stories and songs on the spot. You quickly became an assistant director and just catch onto everything quickly. Instead of being impressed I was being petty and childish. You don't deserve that. I listened to Tom prattle on about you since he met you and it kind of annoyed me. I had pre-conceived ideas about you that wasn't fair to you or Tom. He obviously feels strongly for you and if I don't get over it I feel like I'm going to lose my best friend."

I thought a moment then replied, "I accept your apology. It's just my nature. I've always been told I catch on quickly. What do you mean about making up stories and songs on the spot? I don't recall doing that around you."

 He smirked and said "You've made last minute dialogue changes and I've seen the way you describe scenes and plot in a different way to someone who's confused about their character. I've overheard when Tom has told you a reply doesn't feel right and you two work it out immediately. I also caught that impromptu song you were singing when we were shooting outdoors but had to wait on a rain shower. I'd certainly never heard anything like it before."

I grinned. "Oh that! No I didn't make it up on the spot. It's just not something you'd hear on your local radio station. It's an old folk song about honoring the Earth and your ancestors. I learned it years ago."

 Before either of us could say anything else Tom interrupted and said, "I have a proposition. I think the three of us should live together and learn to get along. Clarice already said she's willing to try if you are."

 Ben quickly looked between the two of us before settling his gaze on me momentarily. I saw something flash through his eyes I took for lust, but it was so fleeting I wasn't completely sure. He nodded his head and replied, "Fine I'll do it for you. We've been friends for too long to let a woman come between us."

 Tom said, "Great I'll call the agent and make arrangements."

 He pulled out his phone and was dialing a number as he exited the room. I suddenly became uneasy being left alone with Ben. He immediately saw my unease. "Clarice I would never hurt you physically. I'm sorry if you thought I was going to lunge at you after you slapped me."

 I sighed and replied, "I'm sorry I slapped you. I should have handled it better."

 He snorted before saying "Let's face it, I had that coming for quite a while. You showed incredible restraint by not slapping me senseless months ago." He leaned over and took my hand in his, " I want to at least figure how to get along if not be friends. I realize Tom will probably kick me out of his life if I don't grow up and I wouldn't blame him a bit. "

I felt myself blush at him holding my hand. I replied, "I can try."

 He then leaned over and kissed the back of my hand slowly, his lips lingering longer than necessary. The look in his eyes when he slowly lifted his head encouraged me to lean forward slightly. I was positive he was going to kiss my lips. He leaned forward a bit, but before he could move in for a kiss, Tom charged through the door announcing the rental was secured and we could move in within a couple of weeks. He stopped suddenly and looked at us as Ben released my hand quickly. He cocked his head to the right and asked "Am I interrupting something?"

 Ben rose quickly and said, "Not at all. Just an agreement between us to do our best to get along." He then clapped Tom on the shoulder as he walked past to leave. He glanced my way as he closed the door and winked.

Tom stared at me and asked if that's all it was. I replied "I apologized for slapping him. He said he deserved it for his attitude and he would try to stop being a fool for your sake. We just shook hands in agreement; that's all it was."

 He extended his hand to help me up and replied, "Good. Hopefully this works out." He then kissed me and told me to change he was hungry and wanted to go out to dinner. I agreed and left to change quickly.

Caught in the Middle:The Beach House

A Night with the King of the Sea

       I was walking on the beach at night on a sparsely populated island in Hawaii. A dear friend had invited me for a visit to get away from my stressful life that had recently been turned upside down with changes.

       The beautiful full moon had just risen so it still seemed close. The light scattered across the gentle waves creating a stunningly beautiful effect. My friend had explained to me this side of the island was surrounded by a lagoon so there would be no big waves to come ashore. I could see the darker water that lay beyond it when I arrived that afternoon, but it wasn't obvious in the moonlight.

     I stopped in the ankle deep water at the edge to admire the moon's reflection. I had walked out of view of the house. I thought I saw movement further out, just far enough away I couldn't quite make out what it was. I saw a splash and was certain it was followed by a tail and a larger splash. Could it be a dolphin? I hadn't seen one outside of an aquarium; my last visit to one of those had been when I was teenager anyway. I've always been fascinated by their graceful swimming so I decided to wade out into the water so I could get a closer look. I took off the flimsy swimsuit cover I was wearing and left it on shore before I ventured out.  Even if it wouldn't allow me to come close to it, I could at least say I saw a dolphin swimming in the moonlight.

         As I walked slowly out into deeper water, it would duck under the water then resurface closer to me. It was as if the animal was curious about me too. The water was at my waist when the creature resurfaced again. I gasped in shock when I realized it wasn't a dolphin I'd been getting closer to; I could distinctly see a head and arms. It definitely wasn't a dolphin I'd been pursuing, but obviously a man out for a swim. My friend had told me we were a few miles away from the nearest neighbor; everyone here lived and worked around the marine research center.

     I began to back away slowly, intending to turn and run back to shore. I heard shouts in another language, then finally in English I heard "Wait! Don't go! I won't hurt you!"

     Isn't that what all attackers say? I began to back up faster and turned to run when I tripped over something beneath the water I hadn't noticed before. I tripped so forcefully I didn't get a chance to recover my balance. I fell into the water with a splash and a scream, startling myself with the sudden rush of water into my face. As I tried to recover and push myself up into a standing position, I suddenly felt strong arms around my waist. I tried to get away from him when I heard him say "Please miss, stop struggling! I won't hurt you!"

     I pushed against his torso when I felt something quite strange and jerked my hand away. I calmed down and righted myself, sitting on my knees as the water wasn't that deep. I swept my hair from my face and blinked and wiped water from my eyes. I stared at the man before me once my eyes had cleared. His hair was long and wet and even in the moonlight I could see his strange turquoise eyes quite clearly. He had full lips and not a sign of facial hair. I'd never seen a man so gorgeous. He was very muscular and well defined. I couldn't help the shameless way I gaped at him as I followed the lines of his torso down to...wait that couldn't be...scales? I was so stunned that before I realized what I was doing I stretched my hand out to touch it. He looked down at my hand as my fingers trailed down his regular skin to the turquoise colored scales at his waist. I'd had the passing thought that maybe it was one of those silicone fake tails I'd seen in internet videos. This felt nothing like silicone or fabric; it felt more reptilian than like fish scales.

        He watched my hand move downward before he said "Careful love, I get very ticklish around my pelvis."

     I jerked my hand back as I felt my face flush crimson and stammered out "You're a...merman? No that can't...they don't exist...it's just myths."

     He graced me with an enormous grin and replied "Oh they do exist, but I'm not one of them. The tail just helps me swim faster."

     I watched in awe as it slowly began to fade. Once he was able to separate his legs, he stood up and helped me to my feet. He put his arm around me and began walking me towards the beach. I glanced at him a few times and saw the scales fading away, replaced by perfectly smooth skin. I also realized he was now completely naked and slightly aroused. I felt my cheeks burning again as I said "Oh my god! What are you!?"

     He laughed softly and said "You answered your own question my pretty one."

     "I did? Wait...what? You mean...you're a god?"

     He chuckled again. We were now standing on the beach. He backed away from me slightly and gave me a sweeping bow as he replied "Poseidon, god of the seas and storms at sea, at your service my beautiful lady."

        I laughed; not so much in genuine humor but utter shock. "Poseidon? God of the sea? Oh I think I must have hit my head out there and now I'm drowning while my oxygen deprived brain hallucinates before I pass out. That's the only plausible explanation."

     I had mostly been muttering to myself, but loud enough that he heard me. He was beside me in an instant carefully checking my head while he said "I don't believe you hit your head my lady, but I'll check for you."

        I gasped as his naked body pressed against my side. I stepped back and said "That won't be necessary, but thank you."

        He frowned at me and said "If you are certain you are all right."

     "I really wasn't being literal. I'm just...shocked. I read about you in my ancient civilizations class. We were told it's just myths that people came up with to entertain themselves and to try to make sense of the world around them. I never even imagined any of them are real much less I'd meet one on a beach in Hawaii."

     He stepped closer to me and swiftly grabbed my hand placing it on his chest where I could feel his heart beating beneath. "Does that feel real to you my beautiful one?"

     I didn't respond. I stood there staring at his handsome face while his heart thumped beneath my palm. He was so gorgeous I couldn't help but stare. He didn't look away. He took a step closer and I became acutely aware of his nudity; my body grew hotter and I could feel myself becoming aroused.

     "Ah there it is," he whispered softly. I didn't get a chance to ask what before his full sensual lips were on mine. At first I was startled, but I quickly felt my body relax and I leaned into him, opening myself to his kiss.

     It went on for what seemed like a long time before he finally pulled back from me. I was breathless, nearly panting,  and eager for more. I moved in to bring my lips to his which he fully accepted. I felt his arms go behind my back and felt him fumbling with the clasp on my swimsuit top. It soon popped open and he broke away to step back and pull it off of me. He grinned again and said "Oh my beautiful one you're even more beautiful than I first thought."

     He buried his face in the crook of my neck and began kissing his way down toward my chest. I moaned and mumbled "Hali."

     He pulled back and asked "What did you say?"

     He kneeled before me and was lazily kissing around my left nipple when I replied "Hali. My name is Hali."

     He paused and said "You are as lovely as the sea Hali."

     He then returned his attention to my nipple, licking and suckling on it while he stroked the other and pinched it between his fingers. It wasn't long before his mouth worked its way to that one and I was moaning in pleasure. He continued for some time before he pulled back to gaze into my eyes as he slowly tugged down my swimsuit bottoms. I stepped out of them and he kissed his way down my belly until he reached the mound of flesh at my pelvis, gazing at my face the entire time. I could feel his lips right at the top of my slit. I grew even wetter as I gazed into his turquoise eyes.

     I felt a gentle tugging at my thigh so I spread my legs wider. His tongue slowly slid between my folds of flesh and over my clit, teased it gently, and slid back up and out. I moaned loudly and he grinned like a Cheshire cat. "You taste divine my beautiful Hali."

     He then dropped his head and began licking me in earnest while his hands massaged my ass. It wasn't long until I felt an orgasm building and my legs weakening. He pulled me closer so I could brace my knees against his shoulders. I leaned over slightly, tangling my fingers in his drying hair. Soon after my body erupted in ecstasy and I screamed his name to the moon and stars above me.

     He withdrew and carefully lowered me to the sand until I was kneeling too. He sat down and pulled me into his lap so I was astride him. He licked his lips then kissed me. I could taste the tang of my own juices on his tongue as it caressed mine. I felt him grind into my drenched folds. He was enormous and I briefly wondered if I could take him before I felt him nudging slowly into my entrance. I broke away from his lips to moan loudly. He carefully pushed in until I felt him filling me up. He then started thrusting gently. I moaned again and began rocking my hips.

     It wasn't long until he brought me to another orgasm. I lost track of the number of orgasms he gave me before he finally held me firmly down on his pelvis as I felt him quiver within me and he threw back his head groaning loudly. He soon collapsed back into the sand pulling me down on top of him as he slipped out of me. He just held me as he caught his breath.

     Several minutes passed until he said "Thank you for that beautiful release my lovely Hali."

     I chuckled sleepily and replied "I thank you as well. That was the best sex of my life."

     I soon felt him lift me up. I sleepily inquired where he was taking me. He softly replied, "To your bed of course."

     I sighed and said "I don't know how I'm going to explain you to my friend."

    He kissed my forehead and replied, "You won't have to my lovely. She won't see us."

     I yawned loudly before I replied, "How can she not? Oh, you're a god. Never mind."

     I felt his lips on my face again before I realized I was being lowered. I opened my eyes, though they felt like lead weights, and asked "Will I ever see you again?"

     He gave me a long, gentle kiss before he said "I will see you every night as long as you're near the sea if that's what your heart desires my beautiful Hali."

      I mumbled "It does," before I drifted into sleep.

Loki's Maid part 3

       

          I didn't awaken until the sun shining through the curtains stirred me. I felt a weight across my ribs and looked down to see Loki's arm draped across me. I rolled over slowly to find him snuggled close. It had really happened. I made love to Loki last night after he'd returned home. I gazed at him sleeping peacefully for a few moments before I leaned over and kissed his forehead. It felt amazing to be in his arms; however, my bladder would not be ignored anymore. I carefully wiggled my way out from under his arm. This action stirred him awake and he pulled me closer grumbling "Where are you going darling?"

          "I'm only going to the bathroom my love. My bladder refuses to be ignored any longer."

          He chuckled sleepily and released me. I hurried off to the bathroom to take care of my needs. While there I washed my face and straightened up my hair as best I could without a comb. I then returned to the bed and climbed in next to him.

          He pulled me close and kissed my face several times before finally inquiring what time it was. I replied, "It's still early judging by the angle of the sun coming in around the curtains of your eastern windows."

          He groaned and grumbled, "I hate early morning. I have no idea why I got stuck with an eastern facing bedroom. Thor is the morning person." He paused and sighed before going on. "If I am awake, I might as well make it worth my troubles."

          He then leaned in and began kissing me again. It wasn't long before his lips were working their way down toward my breasts and he tugged the quilt off of them. I was moaning softly and getting into it when there was a sudden loud knocking at his chamber door. He ignored it and continued kissing my body, but the knock persisted and became louder. Finally he let out a growling groan before shouting "What!?"

          The door was abruptly thrust open while Thor strode into the room with a smirk upon his lips. I hastily grabbed the quilt to yank it up over my nude breasts. Loki scowled at me and then his brother before saying indignantly "What do you want, you big oaf? I am kind of in the middle of something here."

          He grinned wider as he replied, "Yes brother I can see that."

          Loki just shot him an angry look. Thor chuckled softly then said, "I just came to warn you our other darling brother has arrived from Vanaheim for a visit."

          Loki groaned loudly. "I am not in the mood for Mr. Perky in the Morning. He is worse than you!"

          Thor laughed heartily. I glanced between the two of them before inquiring, "There's a third brother?"

          Thor replied, "Aye, Baldur. He does not live here in Asgard anymore. He joined Frey's court in Vanaheim. He is sort of an ambassador of the kingdom if you will."

          I raised an eyebrow, "An ambassador?"

          Loki replied with an eye roll, "He does Father's bidding and kisses Frey's ass. He is all sunshine, rainbows, butterflies, and unicorn farts. He is even more annoying than this one." He gestured towards Thor before burying his face in the pillow.

          Thor had moved closer to the bed while Loki spoke. He now reached over and slapped Loki quite sharply on the butt as he said, "Be nice to our little brother!"

          Loki raised his head abruptly, but instead of the angry response I expected he simply smirked at his brother and declared, "Keep it up and I might start to enjoy it!"

          Thor grinned widely and smacked his brother on the butt again. Loki shifted the quilt off of himself, baring his nudity to his brother and said, "Do it again," in a lust filled voice.

          Thor obliged by a third, sharper slap to his butt. Loki moaned this time. Thor repeated it a fourth time, quickly followed by a fifth.

          "No one spanks me like you big brother," Loki moaned out while shifting to get on his hands and knees while Thor slapped his now reddened butt a few more times.

          On the last strike, I saw his hand disappear between Loki's legs while he moaned louder. Loki then quickly sat up on his knees while Thor reached around with his other hand to stroke his brother's hard cock.

          I stared in surprise at the display in front of me. I found myself quite aroused by it as wetness gushed onto my pussy lips. Loki glanced over at me and said, "I think our Little Birdie is excited."

          Thor leaned over to kiss his brother before turning toward me and asked, "Are you planning to share this one brother?"

          "Oh I think I can manage a little sharing. Come here Auria. Do not be shy darling, Thor will not hurt you. His cock is quite pleasing as well."

          I let the quilt drop from my grasp and got up on my knees to move closer to Loki. Thor looked me up and down approvingly and said, "She is magnificent brother; such large and luscious tits. Is her pussy tight?"

          "Well...it was when I fucked it last night, but she might be a little looser now."

          Thor chuckled and said, "Oh you are not that big my darling brother even though it is very nice."

          His shifted to where his other hand was gripping Loki's cock at the base and leaned over to put his mouth on it. I watched as he sucked it all the way down, bobbed his head twice, and then slowly withdrew, swirling his tongue around on the tip. He reached out towards my breasts and I took his hand, bringing it to my left nipple. He pinched it between his fingers roughly while he continued to slide his mouth up and down on Loki's cock.

          He soon slid his hand down my body to slip between the wet lips of my pussy and began teasing my clit. I moaned and Loki moved over to kiss my lips. He soon withdrew and said, "As much as I enjoy your talented mouth brother, you keep it up and I will be giving you a mouthful."

          Thor pulled back and said, "You know I do not mind."

          Loki moved to kiss his lips before replying, "I know you enjoy it my darling brother, but if I give you a mouthful, I will have to wait to help you pleasure our lady."

          "Oh and that would indeed be a shame. I think she needs a little double penetration. She looks like the type who would enjoy it," Thor replied as he continued to stroke my clit.

          The door unexpectedly swung wide open for the second time that morning as a tall, muscular blond hurried in and called out in cheerful sing-song voice, "Good morning brother dear!"

          Loki turned his way and said casually, "You are just in time little brother."

          He stepped up to the bed grinning widely, "Oh indeed it would look that way! Who is this lovely creature?"

          "This is Auria, my new personal servant," Loki replied with a wink and smirk.

          "Oh I am sure she serves you well brother dear."

          He then turned to me and introduced himself. "I am Baldur, of Frey's court. I am the younger brother of these naughty two; the one who is not adopted."

          Loki snorted. "At least they wanted me! They got stuck with you two!"

          Baldur laughed heartily and leaned down to kiss Loki on the lips. I couldn't stop the moan that escaped my lips. Thor had not ceased stroking my clit during this conversation. He leaned onto the bed, moving closer and began kissing my neck and slowly working downward. I noticed the other two were watching raptly.

          Baldur stepped back and stripped naked within seconds. He then climbed onto the bed behind Loki and reached around his waist to grab his cock and stroke. Loki moaned and said, "No, I want her ass and I am already too close for that."

          Baldur chuckled and kissed him quickly before saying, "Make her cum already brother dear so we can get to the fun parts."

          Thor picked up the pace with the strokes on my clit. Baldur moved toward me and gently helped me to sit back and spread my legs wide. "The rest of us would like to watch darling."

          Thor continued to stroke me quickly while Baldur watched closely, practically drooling. After a few moments he swore and said, "I want a taste and I cannot wait."

          Thor then slid his fingers down and inserted two of them into my dripping hole while Baldur leaned over and swirled his tongue around my clit. I heard Loki say "Do not forget to work on her back door a little so I can get in easier."

          I then felt Thor withdraw his fingers and stroke around my back entrance briefly as he gently penetrated it with one thick finger, using my own cum as lubrication. The emptiness in my front was filled with Baldur's long fingers. I soon felt Thor insert a second finger, twisting a little and scissoring his fingers gently before inserting them as far as they would go. I moaned loudly at the incredible feeling of having both holes filled simultaneously. Between Baldur's tongue flicking quickly over my nub, fucking me with his fingers, and Thor's fingers taking long strokes inside of my back passage, I soon came hard, moaning loudly.

          Baldur withdrew and said, "There we go! All slick and ready for us. She tastes incredible; a little sweet and tangy."

          Loki then moved to get a jar of oil on his bedside table as Thor moved off to strip naked. I watched as Loki slicked his hard cock then moved to sit beside me. "Come here beautiful," he said as he lifted me onto his lap.

          He turned my face towards him and kissed me while I felt his rock hard cock probing around my rear entrance. I bit his lip accidentally when I felt him slide the tip within my hole. He pulled his face back and said, "Easy Birdie! I will be gentle and slow so you can adjust."

          He slid his slick cock within my ass in slow increments until he was fully within me. He just held himself there for a few moments without moving. I was moaning from the incredible feeling of having him within that passage. At last he said, "I think she is ready for the front to be filled; just be slow and gentle so we do not hurt her."

          Thor moved closer to me and I turned in time to see his thick cock before he began to nudge it into my pussy. Loki shifted me slightly to give Thor a better angle as he carefully pushed within me. I moaned loudly. He paused to say, "Are we hurting you darling?"

          "No! It feels amazing!" I replied breathlessly.

          He grinned and continued his push within me until he was fully seated within me. The two then found a cooperative rhythm of thrusting to bring the three of us the most pleasure. I turned toward my right side when I felt a caress of my cheek. I opened my eyes to find a cock near my mouth. Baldur said softly, "Open up darling."

          I parted my lips wide as he slid his thick cock within. I moaned around it and began stroking the underside with my tongue. I felt his hand curl around my head into my hair as he moaned.

          I had one filling each hole and fucking me simultaneously. I had no words for how incredible it all felt. I was soon nearing my peak again. I heard Loki say, "Fuck her faster Thor, she is close and so am I!"

          Thor obediently picked up his pace as Baldur withdrew his cock so I could scream as I came hard. I felt Loki unload in my ass as he came and nearly screamed my named. As he was coming down and beginning to relax a little, Thor fucked me furiously as he came too, crying out my name and releasing his hot fluid to fill my pussy.

          Moments later he withdrew and Baldur exclaimed, "My turn!"

          I turned to open my mouth, only to gasp in surprise as he grabbed me off of Loki's lap and pulled me onto his own. "Oh no, I want that sweet pussy my lovely."

          I then felt him slip within my dripping hole, fucking me hard and fast. It only took a few minutes for me to cum once again, his own loud moans soon joining my own as he too unloaded within me. He collapsed backwards onto the bed, pulling me down on top of him. After I caught my breath some, I rolled off of him.

          Loki moved to lie down beside me, pulling me into his embrace. He moved hair that was sticking to my sweaty forehead out of his way so he could plant a kiss there. Upon withdrawing his lips he inquired if I'd enjoyed myself.

          "Oh yes! I've never imagined something like that, much less done it!"

          He chuckled sexily before replying, "I think we can arrange it again for you darling, along with some other delights. Now that was a good reason to wake up early in the morning!"

          We all laughed in agreement as I rolled over to snuggle up to him and soon dozed back off.

         

         
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