#Abuse #BDSM #Cuckold #Lesbian
By Old Harry
A Husband’s Redemption – PART 46 of 46 – Book 2
Saturday morning and was making sandwiches for lunch when Rory arrived. He hardly had time to say ‘hello’ to me before Mary whisked him upstairs.
I collected my over-night bag and left a note,
‘Dinners in the oven, I’ll see you at the leisure centre tomorrow afternoon, enjoy your evening’
and I left for my hotel.
When they finally came down to the kitchen, Rory said, “Where’s David”? Then he saw the note, “Oh no, I didn’t think he would do this, I’ll go and get him back, which hotel has he gone to, Mary”?
Almost in tears, she said, “I don’t know, he didn’t tell me. It’s no use, he’s as determined as I am to see this situation through, and he won’t change his mind now”.
I settled into my hotel room, had dinner in the restaurant and was drinking in the bar when an elderly German couple started a conversation with me. We bought each other drinks and talked about the best places they should visit before we retired to our respective rooms.
I had completed twenty lengths of the pool when I saw Mary, but she was with Paul, then I saw Marjorie with Rory, I thought, ‘I bet they had a swinging evening’! I got out of the water and retrieved my towel when Mary came to me and angrily said, “Where have you been? You didn’t tell me which hotel you were staying at; Rory was going to come and fetch you home.”
“Why”? I said, “It would have spoilt your evening, me being there, I purposely didn’t tell you, because I knew you try to get me to come back”.
“What if there had been an emergency”, she went on, “How could I have contacted you”?
“What emergency, Rory’s there to look after you; you don’t need to know where I’m staying”.
“Well, if you’re going to be like that, I going to tell Rory to come on Friday evening and stay until Sunday evening”, she insisted.
“That’s fine with me; I’ll go to the hotel straight from work”. I didn’t get a chance to say any more as she jumped in the water with Paul’s hands all over her.
Rory said, “It’s your home, David, it doesn’t feel right me being there without you”.
“That was rather naughty of you, David”, Marjorie said, “Not telling her where you were, she’s your wife and was worried about you”.
“I’m worried about her not having that child she’s carrying, they want rid of it, so she’s Rory’s responsibility when he’s with her. Tell her I’ll see her at home tonight”. I went to the changing.
Mary arrived home a little later than I expected, “Did you stay at Rory’s for a while”?
“No, I’m a bit sore after last night”, she said.
“Oh, you were with Paul, last night then, I saw his hands all over you in the pool”.
“For a while, he’s so rough, in bed, Rory’s better but more intense. Why must you stay away in a hotel, you don’t have too”.
“As soon as Rory’s around it makes us argue, we’re never going to agree over the baby situation and I don’t like us being like this, so it’s best I’m not around”.
“I thought we were going to try and be civil to each other over this situation”?
“I’m trying, you’re the one who always seems angry, let me get you something to eat”.
We had a light supper and watched television. We kissed each other passionately but Mary went to her bed, while I went to mine, I lay and wondered if I would ever be making love to my wife again.
Monday evenings were always quiet with Mary recovering from the weekend’s activities, it seemed even more so having been with Paul. Tuesday is usually a different proposition; it’s what Mary considers ‘our’ night but this evening she was still feeling the effects of the weekend and I was still in a rather depressive mood.
She sat next to me and started to rub my inner thigh when I didn’t respond she said, “Did you not feel a little lonely Saturday night, on your own”?
“No, I had a pleasant evening talking with an older German couple, visiting the town”.
“You didn’t invite a lady friend to spend the night with you, I know many that would have enjoyed that”, she enquired.
“I did have an offer but thought that it would have been inappropriate, as it is this evening if you are trying to get me aroused”.
“Oh, I thought you might like a little play this evening”, as she removed her hand away, “You will have to be in the mood tomorrow, Janice will want her money’s worth with you, she’ll want all the sexual pleasure you can provide”.
“Don’t worry, I’ll do what I need to do and make her happy, but you don’t want to leave it all to me, do you”?
“It might be best”, she said as she went off to bed.
As I took Janice’s coat, she couldn’t wait to get upstairs; she grabbed my left arse cheek and virtually pushed up to the bedroom, where Mary was waiting, sitting in her silk bed jacket. They embraced and Janice said, “Do your stuff, David, I’m going to enjoy this, I haven’t been with a man in over two weeks”.
I thought, ‘for a woman your age, you’re sex mad and really making up for lost time’, as I removed her clothes in my usual erotic way before helping her onto the table. She talked constantly to Mary, as I massaged her back, apart from the occasional murmur of enjoyed approval of my work. She was always trying to feel my growing cock, through my trousers, the only time she moved her hand was to grab my head and pull me into her cleavage as I kissed and nibbled her nipples and when I was kissing her clitoris, with two fingers working her love channel. She held me there until she exploded with a screaming orgasm.
She lay recovering, then jumped off the table and quickly pulled off my clothes, pushed me onto the bed and ordered Mary to sit on my face. She stepped into a strap-on, pushed my legs apart and plunged the dildo into my exposed arse, grabbing my erection, she screamed, “Oh, Mary, this is one of my favourite dominant things, pegging and wanking my submissive man”.
I was wondering where she was getting her energy from as she ponded my arse and vigorously jerked me. Mary was sliding her fanny over my mouth and nose, near orgasm; I couldn’t hold on, I shot my load over my stomach, almost up to my breastbone.
Janice laughed and screamed, “There’s a good boy”, as she massaged my seeds into my skin. As Mary got off me and Janice pulled out, she rubbed her cum covered hand over my face and I licked it clean. Stepping out of the strap-on she passionately kissed Mary, then said, while gripping my soft cock, “We’ll leave Mary in peace, you can come with me”, she pulled me into my bedroom.
She pushed me onto the bed, and said, “I want you inside me now”, as she sucked and rubbed me back to a hard erection, then straddled me and guided me into her waiting wet fanny, “Mary tells me you’re the kindest, caring and tenderest man she’s ever had sex with, let’s see shall we.”
She rocked on my manhood, while I gently caressed her breasts while she pinched my nipples. She started to swoon, “I see what she means, this is so good, David, don’t cum yet”.
I held on for as long as I could, but I ejaculated just before she reached her third orgasm of the evening, she collapsed on me and whispered as she nibbled my neck, “Sex was never this good with my husband, I’m glad Mary persuaded me to join the sex club”.
She climbed off me and got into a sixty-nine position, “Now clean me out, David, while I suck you hard again”.
I glanced at the clock, it was past midnight and thought ‘no surely not again’, she got me hard and said, “I want you on top of me this time”. She grasped my buttocks as I pushed into her, I was quite breathless, “Come on, David, keep up with me, you’re the younger one”, as she slapped my arse cheeks. We both ejaculated about the same time, and I just lay on her, sweating profusely as she was, she just wrapped her arms around me and held me until I was sure she had fallen asleep.
I managed to side out from under her without waking her and pulled the bedclothes over us.
I was up and in the office early Friday morning when the phone rang, “Hello, dear”, Mary said, “how are you this morning? Janice was very complimentary about you but sorry she missed you this morning, I’ve never seen her so happy about the office”.
“Well, I’m glad I pleased someone lately, but she has knackered me, I can’t get going this morning, now you remembered I won’t be home until Monday evening”.
“Oh no, David, you can’t stay away, what will you do, and I’ll miss you”?
“I think you know it’s best for us and that you don’t know where I’m staying. I’m going to visit the new house on Sunday again; it should be nearly ready for us to decide on the décor. What have you got planned another swinging weekend, I’m going to be enjoying my own company for a change”?
“You can decide how to decorate it, you’ve decided everything else”, she said angrily, “I’ve got nothing planned and Rory is coming tonight”.
“Oh good, I’m glad he’s taking some responsibility”.
“What do you mean by that”? She said in an, even more, angrier voice, rather than get into another argument I just said, “Goodbye love” and hung up.
I phoned Rose and said I was hoping to visit the house on Sunday and asked if I could take them to dinner, she replied, “Why don’t you come and have dinner with us, Jenna is a very good cook, she’ll make something good”.
“That’s very kind of you, sure it won’t be any trouble, and I’ll phone you when I get to the house”.
“Good, it’s no trouble, we’ll enjoy your company, see you Sunday”.
I stayed at the office quite late, Carole came in and said, “Good night, David, you’re staying late, are not going home”?
“Not this weekend, it’s best I stay out of the way, anyway, I’ve got some decisions to make, I’ll think better on my own”.
“I hope it’s not anything too serious, where are you staying”?
I told her the name of the hotel but asked her not to tell anyone else and I was confident she wouldn’t.
I checked into the hotel and ordered dinner in my room, I started to think about what I had to consider this weekend but a programme on the television took my attention and eased my mind. I slept very soundly. I woke refreshed, and ate a hearty breakfast in the restaurant, and decided to go for a long walk along the river. I bought a bottle of whisky on the way back to the hotel; I mistakenly thought it would help to resolve the problems I had to consider.
I sat in the armchair looking out of the hotel window and started to think about my life; how long had I known Mary, more than fifteen years, we’d been married twelve, it had been happy but it all change when she met Robert, eighteen months ago, how quickly she changed. I love her dearly, that’s why I let myself foolishly fall into that submissive cuckold life but no more, I’m sure it helped my career, where I’m a strong manager making difficult decisions for the benefit of the company. That’s the first decision, I’m going to be my own, strong person and not let anyone do anything to me I don’t like.
I looked out and realised it was dark, then saw the half-empty whisky bottle, had I drunk all that much? Feeling a bit unsteady on my feet I made it across the room and put on the light and then ordered a room service dinner. I drank some more whisky before making my next decision, to defiantly move into the new house, when it’s completed, no matter what Mary decides to do.
Then my final decision, what to do about Mary, I love her but she’s making decisions I don’t agree with, so there’s only one thing I can do. My decisions made; I went to sleep happy.
I had a thumping headache in the morning and wish I hadn’t drunk all that whisky, after two paracetamols and a showered I was feeling much better but only just made it to the restaurant in time for breakfast.
I met Rose at the new house, we kissed each other, and she said, “You look happy”.
“Yes I am, I did a lot of thinking yesterday, and I’ve sorted my life out, I know the way forward, I’m no longer that weak submissive man you paid a lot of money to serve you that weekend last year”.
“Oh, I never thought of you like that, you were always a kind, respectful and gentle person to me, I glad you’ve got everything straight, you’ll be a wonderful neighbour”. As she handed me the keys, she continued, “You take as long as you like, looking around, lock up when you are ready and drive up to the stables”.
I took my time looking at each of the rooms, making notes about the colour schemes, wall coverings and carpets. Also, considering what extra furniture would be needed to fill the house.
I got to the stables about mid-afternoon and greeted Jenna, in the kitchen and asked if I could help but she said, “Oh no, I’ve got it all under control, you go in the other room with Rose and get a drink”.
“I’d rather not have any alcohol, I had too much last night, a tea would be good, thank you”.
“Right, I’ll bring it in, when it’s ready”.
I joined Rose and Jenna soon came in with the tea, of course, they were interested in my situation with Mary, so I explained things to them, and we were discussing how I had made my decisions when Daphne came hobbling in.
“Bloody horse threw me as we took the fence, I’ve got aches and pains all over my body, I glad you’re here”, as she looked at me with soulful eyes.
“It’s no good looking at him, he’s a changed man, he’s been telling us”, Jenna said.
“How long before dinner”? I asked. “About twenty minutes”, Jenna replied.
“Let’s see if I can ease your aches and pains but no erotic business,” I said. Daphne took me by my hand and led me up to her bedroom.
“You’ll have to take your own clothes off”.
“Well, no pecking then”, she said.
“It’s not as if I haven’t seen you naked”.
“That’s true”, as she lay on the towel I put on the bed, and I put another towel over her buttocks.
“Yes, you’ve got quite a bruise across your back and down your thigh, have you got some lotion I could use”?
She pointed to a bottle on the dressing table, and I smothered my hand and gently massaged her back, then thighs and reached under the towel to caress her buttocks.
“Right, that’s all I’m doing, get dressed and I’ll see you downstairs”.
We had sat down for dinner when Daphne joined us, Rose asked, “How are you feeling now”?
“Yes I’m moving easier, David was very gentlemanly, he’s very good but I would have preferred the sexier man”.
“No, that man has gone now, you’ll have to ask Rose or Jenna why he’s gone, and I don’t want to go through it all again. I just want to enjoy this lovely dinner”.
Monday morning, in the office, I was talking with Carole, telling her about my weekend, when she asked, “Are you going to stay in the hotel again next weekend”, I affirmed I was, “well this is not a proposition, David, but Vivian is away at a conference next weekend and we had tickets for a concert, Saturday evening, would you like to come with me”?
“That would be very nice, why don’t I take you out to dinner beforehand”.
“Oh, that would be lovely and make a real evening of it”, she replied.
“Yes, good, I’ll look forward to that”.
Mary was already home when I arrived, on Monday evening, she hugged and kissed me, “I missed you, the house felt strange with you not being here. How was your weekend”? She asked as she handed me a letter.
“I had a very relaxing weekend, and I sorted a lot of things out, in my mind and made some decisive decisions, I’ll tell you all about them later”. I opened and read the letter.
“When did this come”?
“It was here Friday when I got home”.
“Oh, it’s from the doctor, she’s arranged the paternity test, at the surgery, for tomorrow afternoon, I’ll pick you up from work. That will sort one problem when the results come back”.
Mary didn’t seem so happy about that news, she was about to get even angrier when I told her that had put the house up for sale.
“How could you, without consulting me, what am I going to do”?
“You knew it was going to happen, you will come and live in the new house”, I snapped.
“Only if Rory moves in with us”, she retorted.
“That’s not going to happen; even he doesn’t want to do that. You’ll get half the proceeds of the sale; you can set up a home with him, as you want to be with him”.
“No”, she snorted, “I want to be with you, I love you, he’s only my weekend lover”.
“Well, I love you too but it’s your choice, I don’t want to argue now, I’m going to get the dinner”.
Over dinner, I said, “I made another decision and again you won’t like it, I’ve talked about it before but now it’s going to happen, and you will have to accept it. I am no longer going to be a submissive cuckold, I am my own man, and I will not do anything, for anybody that I don’t want to do”.
Mary seemed dumbfounded at that and didn’t make any response; she just sat there with a miserable look on her face.
“I’ve, also, decided on the colour schemes for the new house, I’ll go through it all, with you, when we’ve finished here”.
We sat and I went through my notes together with the architect’s pamphlets, Mary looked and listened but didn’t seem that interested, at the end of it all she just went, “Ummm, very nice”, kissed me and went off to bed.
I picked Mary up and we went to the surgical practice, the doctor explained what samples she needed to take from us both. To my relief, she stated that it would not harm the baby in any way although Mary did not seem to care. The doctor being concerned asked Mary if she was sure that she wanted to continue with the termination and tried to persuade her against it, but she remained adamant.
She took Mary into an examination room to take the samples; they came back, Mary holding her stomach. I went into the other room and the blood samples were taken. Back in her office Doctor, Yvonne said, “I’ll try and make sure we get the results as quickly as possible”.
“I hope, before the termination”, I said worryingly.
“Oh, yes, they’ll be back by then; we’ll see you Saturday evening”, the doctor said.
In the car home, I asked Mary, “What did she mean, see you Saturday”?
“Oh, she’s invited Rory and me to spend the evening with her and her husband”.
“You’re going to fuck him then”, I disdainfully said, “Well I’m going to a concert Saturday with Carole, as Vivian is away”.
“I suppose you’re going to shag your secretary again”, she curtly said.
“I don’t think so; it will be just a pleasant evening with a friend”.
Mary was quiet the rest of the way home.
Later that evening, Mary said, “I know you said you wouldn’t do this again but tomorrow evening Lady
Phoebe is coming with her husband; she’s not happy with his progress since his cuckold training, she wants
us to try and improve his technique”.
“Oh, he’s a lord, isn’t he and site in the House of Lords, doesn’t he”?
“Yes, he does, and he’s donated twice the usual amount of money for the evening, Phoebe said he was a
mummy’s boy before she took control of him. So, I hoped you might do it, for me, this one time”?
“Well as it is for the charity, this one last time. He likes to watch his wife being shagged by other men”.
“Yes, that’s where you come in; she wants him to watch you undress me and give me a massage, then
he will do her as we help him improve his technique. You can have sex with her while he watches”.
“Then I suppose, the both of you will humiliate him, and possibly me, while you get very aroused and have
lesbian fun”.
“Well, something like that but you need not worry, I take it you’ll do it then”, she queried.
“Just this once, as I said”.
I greeted the lord and lady and took her coat; she removed her husband’s leaving him naked apart from a
cock cage, collar and lead with his hands cuffed behind his back. She then put a ball gage on him, saying,
“You’re here to watch, listen and learn, I don’t want you speaking out of turn, get a move on”, as she tugged
the lead and clipped his arse with the riding crop she held in her hand. She was quite a small, petite lady while her husband looked a weak, weedy sort of chap.
Mary greeted Lady Phoebe, she was unusually still dressed, then I realised I had to undress her.
“Now you watch how this is done properly”, Phoebe said as she cracked the crop across her husband’s backside.
I started on my knees with her feet, then removed all Mary’s clothes paying tender, caring tribute to her
body. Lady Phoebe was continually commenting about what I was doing and cracking the crop across her
husband’s arse which was getting redder. She pulled him around the table while I massaged Mary,
commenting, “See how he did that, look how careful he is there”.
Mary sat on the bed after I’d completed her full body massage, Lady Phoebe gave her the riding crop and
took off her husband’s handcuffs and ball gag, then said, “You watch him, please Mary and use this on him
when you’re not satisfied with his performance”. Then looking at me, “Will you please correct his hand
technique as he works on me”.
Every time Lady Phoebe screamed, Mary took delight in hitting him with the crop, while I stepped in to show him how he should be using his hands, especially in more tender sexual parts of her body.
As she got off the table, Lady Phoebe said to her husband, “That was better, towards the end, a little more practice you might be almost as good as, David. Now take his clothes off and pay tribute to his body”.
He started tentatively, as his lips brushed my nipples, I whispered, “Nice and steady, you’re doing okay, just relax”.
As my semi-hard cock was exposed, it got ‘wows’ from both ladies, making me feel quite proud of ‘my little mam’. Lady Phoebe screamed at her husband, “Go on, make it hard for me, kiss and suck it”.
I thought, ‘god that was me last year, I’ve never had a man suck me before but then, I’ve done it to a few men, he was good, and I quickly grew to full erection. Lady Phoebe lay across the end of the bed with her legs wide apart, “Now, I want that inside me”, pulling on his lead, “Guide him in and watch closely”.
“Should I use a condom”? I asked.
“No, it will be quite safe”, she emphatically said.
She pulled his lead so his nose was almost touching my arse hole, and he could lick my balls. I started pumping slowly which got an immediate cry of delight from the Lady, which I thought was for effect. As I quickened my pace I could see Mary getting very aroused as she began to play with herself.
She was screaming erotically under me, and I was getting close to ejaculation, with some final strong thrusts I shot my load into her. She grabbed me around my neck and pulled me into a very passionate kiss, then whispered, “Thank you that was wonderful, very tender and caring”.
As I climbed off her, she ordered her husband to lay on the floor as she jumped off the bed and positioned her cum dripping fanny over his mouth, “Eat me out, clean all of it”, she demanded as she reached and undid his cock cage, removing it, she slapped his cock and said, “Now wank yourself as a reward”.
She thumped his chest as he licked my cum from her and jerked furiously at his erect cock. On the bed, Mary was in a very aroused state, I was sure she had given herself an orgasm. When he ejaculated she rubbed his sperm into his stomach and then brought her hand to his mouth for him to clean.
Replacing his cock cage, ball gag and cuffs, she said “You, cock sucking, wanking, cum eating submissive cuckold, can sleep there tonight”, as she climbed onto the bed into Mary’s arms.
I thought ‘you poor humiliated sod’ and took pity on him as I brought a pillow and blanket from my bedroom and covered him, from his pitiful eyes, I detected a sign of thankfulness. Mary and Phoebe were enjoying vigorous lesbian sex on the bed as I left them.
I was up early, got his lordship up and took him to the bathroom, released his cuffs, ball gag and took off his collar and lead. I told him to have a quick shower, put on the towelling robe that’s hanging on the door, and then come down for breakfast.
When he came down, he said, “Thank you, you’re a very good gentleman, why do we get ourselves in this kind of situation”?
“We do it for love”, I said, “The love of a lady to make sure they’re happy and satisfied”.
“You’re right, of course, how did you get into this? It was my fantasy; I could never satisfy my wife. I like to watch her with other men, that is when she’s at her happiest, she’s been with several men but this one chap, Rory, has been a few times, she seems to like him the best”, he said.
I ignored his comment, then replied, “Neither could I but I was forced into this lifestyle, I would’ve lost my job, wife and everything if I hadn’t gone along with it but once you realise your position in the relationship, you can begin to enjoy some of it. I developed my skills as a masseur, the ladies liked it and I enjoyed them but no more, that’s it now, this was the last time”.
“How can you do that, my wife controls me completely, but I like it when she is happy and I love her deeply”, he said.
“Yes, I love my wife, and I suppose I was lucky that I was only a weekend cuckold, and I had my work during the week, but things have come to a head now and I have had to make some decision that my wife doesn’t like. You will be okay, you did very well last night, and I’ll give you the details of the websites I used to improve my skills”.
“That will be wonderful”, he said, “You’re a real gentleman, best wishes for the future”, as he strongly shook my hand.
The ladies came down as I was about to leave for work, Phoebe came hugged and kissed me, “Thank you for last night, you’re a good man”.
“Thank you”, I said, “don’t be too hard on your man, he did well last night, and he will get better, remember he has needs and feelings too”.
I think Phoebe appreciated what I had said but I wasn’t sure Mary had.
Thursday evening, Mary came and sat next to me, stroking my thigh, she said, “I enjoyed last night”.
“I suppose you liked watching that poor chap get humiliated”.
“Oh no, I liked watching you, with another lady, you were so good, Lady Phoebe really appreciated and enjoyed you, she was pleased with the way you helped her husband”.
By now Mary’s hand had moved to stroke my growing cock, “You haven’t made love to me in quite a while, don’t you love me anymore”?
“Of course I do, I will always love you, but things have been strained between us lately, I’m not sure it’s appropriate”.
She slid onto her knees and undid my fly zipper and pulled out my erection, took it into her mouth and started to suck and kiss.
Without a word, I just picked her up and threw her onto the settee, pulled off her panties and pushed myself into her. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and she said, “Oh David, I’ve never seen you like this, so forceful and dominant, I like it, please make me cum”.
She was screaming, “Oh god, oh god, this is so good”. I was grunting as I pounded into her, harder than I’ve ever done before. We both orgasmed at about the same time, Mary wrapped her arms around me wouldn’t let me go, breathing heavily she said, “Oh, that was fantastic, that was the best sex, I think, we’ve ever had. Let’s go upstairs and do it again”.
I kissed Mary goodbye, Friday morning and said, “Enjoy your weekend”, to which she replied, “And you”.
I worked late that evening before checking into the hotel, even though Carole had tried to persuade me to go
home with her but I explained as things were difficult, at home, we’d probably send the night together, much as I would have liked to have done, it did not seem appropriate. We agree just to stick with the arrangement for dinner and concert, tomorrow evening.
We both enjoyed the dinner, as we walked out of the concert hall, Carole hugged and kissed me then said,
“That was a wonderful evening, thank you. It would finish it off nicely if I came back to your hotel with you”.
“Yes it was”, I replied, “but as much as you or I would like too, I don’t want to do anything that might get back to Mary and that could cause any further problems between us. I’ll hail you a cab”.
She reluctantly agreed and I kissed her goodbye as she got into the taxis. I spent a lonely night in my hotel bed knowing that Mary and Rory were having a sexy swinging night with the doctor and her husband, but I knew I’d done the right thing.
I had a good walk on Sunday morning and was settling down to a room service lunch and watching football on the television when there came a knock at my door. As I opened it, I was surprised to see Rory there,
“Sorry to disturb you, David, but I think we need to talk”.
“You better come in, how did you know where I was and where’s Mary”?
“Mary’s gone to visit Marjorie, we managed to persuade Carole to tell us where you were staying”, he said,
“Don’t be annoyed at her; she was very reluctant to tell us”.
“Oh well, what do you want”?
“Look, you and Mary have been so good to me, I really appreciate that but as I’ve said I don’t want to be responsible for breaking up your marriage. When Mary’s had the termination and recovered can’t we go on as before? I’ve said I don’t want to move in with you at the new house, I’ll just come and stay Saturday nights with Mary”.
“Well, I think you have been responsible for our breakup; but there are two more problems, the termination being one; you know I don’t want her to have it. Then, what about your relationship with her ladyship, her husband told me about that, the other night? Is your plan to be with her Friday and Sunday nights with Mary sandwiched in the middle, have you told her about this”?
“Oh, oh, I didn’t know you knew about that, I’d rather not talk about it now. I think I’d better go; I’ve made a big mistake coming here”, he stammered.
“No, you’re not running away from this, you want Mary to have the termination, if she does, then she’s your responsibility, you’ll have to set up home together then you can carry on with your relationship. You’d better go now before I start hitting you”.
“I’m sorry, David, I can’t do that”, as he ran out of the room.
I furious as I took two small bottles of whisky out of the mini-bar and sat drinking them, I realised there was only one thing I had to do tomorrow.
I arrived home later than usual, Mary had the dinner prepared, she said, as joined her at the table, “You’re rather later, dear, everything alright”?
“Yes, I had a late appointment; I had to get something sorted”.
“How was your weekend? I’ve got my appointment for the termination, I’ve got to go in, to the hospital Friday afternoon and stay overnight”.
“My weekend was fine apart from yesterday afternoon. So, you’re going through with it then”?
“Yes, I think it’s best for all of us”, she said rather sheepishly.
“Not for me, it isn’t, whose idea was it that Rory should visit me, yesterday”.
“Oh, I tried to stop him; he thought he could get you to see sense”.
“Well, it didn’t work, he ran off before I could punch him, did he not come back here and tell you”?
“No, I was at Marjorie’s till late, I knew he would upset you”.
“I suppose he ran off to Lady Phoebe, did you know about him and her? You do know I love you, Mary, and I always will but you and Rory have left me no options, that’s why I was late, I was at the solicitor’s”.
I handed her an envelope, “What’s this, David”?
“I’m afraid it’s divorce papers, it’s the best way to resolve this situation”.
She started to scream, and tears came from her eyes, “Oh no, I’m losing you and Rory, this can’t be happening”.
She was in floods of tears, as I hugged her, “I’m sorry, darling, it has to be”, I held her until she had calmed down.
I cleared the dinner things and started to tidy the house as I explained to Mary, that the estate agents had got people viewing the house, tomorrow and Wednesday.
We hardly spoke to each other on Tuesday, it was Wednesday evening I said to Mary, “I heard from the estate agents this afternoon, one of the couples who viewed the house, has made a very generous offer and I have accepted. It will be around two months before we get around to exchanging contracts, so you can stay here and I’ll move into the hotel, tomorrow until I can move into the new house”.
“Oh, that seems ridiculous, David, I can’t stay here on my own”, she said despondently.
“I think its best, we’ll only be arguing all the time, and I don’t want that sort of atmosphere, it won’t be good for either of us. One of your lady friends can look after you while you recover from your termination, and I’ll help you find somewhere to live”.
Thursday morning as I was about to leave for work, I took Mary in my arms, kissed her, and said, “I hope everything goes alright tomorrow; recover well and I hope you will be happy. I will always love you”, as I went out the door wondering when I might see her again.
It was a busy time at work, I prepared for my weekly meeting with Marjorie, who turned up late, “I’m sorry, David, I’ve just had Mary on the phone, she sounded in a terrible state. You’re not going to divorce her, are you”?
“Well, if she goes through with tomorrow, I don’t think I could live with her. She knows I want her to have the baby, and I don’t care now who the father is. I haven’t had the paternity results back yet, but it doesn’t really matter to me now”.
“I’m sorry for you, David, I don’t think Mary should go through with the termination, I know you will make a very good father. I’m going with her, tomorrow, to give her some support; I’ll try and talk to her again”.
“Well, thank you, I should really be with her, tomorrow, but knowing what is happening, I couldn’t face it. I hope it turns out right for her. I still love her and always will”.
“I think we should get on with our business and we’ll talk more about it later”, she said.
When we finished our business and I went to take off her clothes, she stopped me and said, “Are you sure you want to do this? I thought you very giving all that up”?
“I can still give a good relaxing massage but no erotic sexual business; that’s want I am done with”.
“Well, you have magic hands, and I am feeling very tense”, she said.
I gave her a full body massage but missed the sexual areas of her body. We talked but no matter what I or she said would do anything to change the situation with me and Mary.
Friday was another very busy day in the office we very preparing for the end of the financial year and getting things ready to send out for the companies AGM.
I said to Carole, “I think I’ll have to come in tomorrow morning to get this all done. I’ve got nothing else to do; it will take my mind off what’s happening with Mary”.
Supportive as ever, Carole said, “I think you’ve done the right thing as far as Mary is concerned, she’s wrong to get rid of the baby you want. I’ll come in and help you tomorrow”.
“That’s good of you; I’ll take you out to lunch when we have finished”.
We completed most of the work Saturday morning, leaving just a few points to be confirmed on Monday. Carole and I had a leisurely lunch. I arrived back at my hotel and as I opened the door to my room, I was shocked to find Mary sitting in the chair looking out of the window.
“Hello, love, what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be resting? How did you get in here”?
“Oh, David, I’ve been so wrong, your paternity test came through yesterday”, she got up and threw her arm around my neck, “I couldn’t go through with it, I want us to be a family, in that new house. I’m carrying your baby. Oh, I do love you, David”.
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