And Then There Were Three (18 page)

“Sorry,” I apologized before giving Mark my
nod of approval. Mark poured glasses for our moms first as they
seemed the most in need. My mom guzzled her glass and indicated she
needed an immediate refill. I hit the play button on the IPod that
sat on the docking station. Beyoncé’s voice filled the kitchen.
Mark returned to gather beers for our dads, but not before putting
the moves on us. Taking my hand in his he pulled me to his side
gyrating his hips against me as I giggled. Mark removed the knife
from Nicole’s hand adding her to our dancing mix. The three of us
moved together as the rest of the family joined us in the kitchen.
The dads and moms openly gawked before the kids joined our funky
dance moves. My dad grabbed my mom’s hand and twirled her around to
the music. The entire family including grandma Annabelle was
dancing to the music in the kitchen. My sister stood nearby
recording the entire scene on her cell phone smiling.

While the parents felt leery about the
success of our crazy relationship, they could see that we were
really in love. They could see that our kids were not traumatized
and would continue to monitor that, fully prepared to intervene if
anything should change on that account. My mom took to calling
Nicole our “special friend” if her name was brought up in the
future. A few months after our parents were told of Nicole’s
importance in our life, we asked Nicole to move in. Mark and I were
so happy to have her in the house, as were the kids.

*****

Mark and I beamed with pride as we watched
Nicole on stage. Nicole was starring in
Follies of the 30’s,
a production of famous dance scenes from popular movies of the
1930’s. In several of her dance numbers she was the gorgeous Ginger
Rogers or the voluptuous Rita Hayworth. Mark and I marveled at the
range of her dancing, from ballet to tap, she moved with such ease.
After the show we were treated to the backstage antics of a hit
show. Nicole had been practicing long hours perfecting her five
dance numbers. During that time Mark and I sorely missed her
company. To see the finished product of her hard work was
absolutely breathtaking. Still dressed as Rita Hayworth, Nicole’s
fellow cast members gave her hugs as all her dance sequences
received standing ovations. Nicole’s smile widened when she took in
the sight of us. To show our appreciation and love, I carried a
dozen long stem roses and Mark carried something much more
expensive. Through tears I managed to squeak out, “Nicole you were
just fantastic.”

“Thank you sweetheart,” she replied as I
presented her with the roses. Nicole smothered me in kisses before
plying Mark with the same affection. Her cast members looked on
with curiosity at the scene unfolding. The three of us embraced as
we relished that moment. Six months ago we were virtual strangers
and now we were living under the same roof as a very happy family.
Nicole began the unenviable task of introducing us to her cast
members.

“Gordon is the director. Gordon this is Eva
and this is Mark, my partners,” she beamed. Gordon tried to control
the look of shock on his face as he shook our hands.

“Nice to meet you both. Nicole you did a
fabulous job out there.”

We made polite conversation until someone
whisked Gordon away. A tall thin man that played Gene Kelly and
Fred Astaire in several skits extended his hand.

“Nicholas, these are my partners I told you
about, Mark and Eva.”

He seemed impressed with Mark and I could
feel Mark’s unease as he shook the man’s hand.

“Miss Nicole goes on and on about you two.
She is soooo in love,” Nicholas said with exaggeration. Nicole
blushed as he spoke. I gave her hand a gentle squeeze.

“We love Nicole very much,” Mark spoke up,
moving closer to me.

“She is a very lucky lady indeed. So handsome
Mark and just beautiful Miss Eva.” Nicholas continued to gush over
us until his partner showed up to congratulate him. Nicole leaned
in to whisper some back stage gossip in my ear causing me to
giggle.

Pausing a bit Nicole added, “You look
sensational Eva.”

Resplendent in a long black bejeweled
one-shoulder gown with an extensive slit that revealed lots of leg,
I felt beautiful. Mark looked handsome in a black lightweight suit
jacket with a white starched shirt, and a few buttons undone. I
kept reaching over to touch his exposed skin throughout the
show.

“I am going to change and we can head to
dinner,” Nicole informed us. Mark and I made small talk with a few
of the other performers while we waited. Nicole wowed everyone in a
very short red asymmetrical one-shoulder dress with sequined
detailing along the hem. A round of applause went up as we left
with the most beautiful creature in the production. I was happy
Mark opted for a limousine as our mode of transportation. The sleek
vehicle was the perfect accompaniment to our wonderfully planned
evening. In the car Mark opened a bottle of champagne and we
toasted our off Broadway starlet.

Inside the restaurant it was hard to avoid
the obvious stares from the other patrons. Mark had a beautiful
woman on either side as we made our way to our table. Men looked on
with jealousy as women looked on with curiosity. The fact that we
fawned over each other the entire time worsened the curious
looks.

“You both look spectacular. I am indeed the
luckiest man alive,” Mark said raising his wine glass to toast.

“We are by far the luckiest ladies to have
such a charming, attentive, and down right sexy man at our
disposal,” I replied extending my glass.

“I am the most fortunate woman on the planet
to have you two choose me,” Nicole stammered through tears. Mark
and I provided her with reassurance that we felt the same way. We
went on to enjoy lots of delicious food and funny conversation
about Nicole’s co-stars.

“I thought Nicholas was going to wrestle you
to the ground sweetheart.” I said laughing at my poor husband.

“He made me nervous. I wanted to scream I am
so into women that I have two of them,” Mark explained as we
laughed.

After dinner we had the chauffeur take us to
a waterfront park. Nicole and I had a time managing our high heels
on the grass but eventually we made it to the boardwalk. There were
very few people milling around as Mark and I surrounded Nicole.
Together we looked at the dazzling skyline of the city in front of
us. It didn’t take long to instigate a round of kissing. Several
pedestrians noticed our amorous threesome and watched. The
chauffeur appeared per our request with a small video camera in his
hand, standing off to the side.

“This has been an amazing six months Nicole,”
Mark said first.

“It feels as if you have always been apart of
our life,” I said secondly.

“I love this feeling and both of you guys,”
Nicole replied.

“As much as we wish we could do things the
right way. It seems we are destined to make our own path and live
according to our own rules.” I explained as Mark nodded his
agreement. Without additional preamble, together Mark and I dropped
to one knee in front of Nicole. Mark produced the small Tiffany
green box from the inside of his suit jacket pocket. The look of
confusion on Nicole’s face slowly changed to recognition.

“We know that we cannot legally marry you
Nicole but if you will have us we would like to make this official
in our own way,” Mark said softly.

“Nicole Marie Fisher, will you marry us?” I
asked barely able to contain my emotions. Nicole covered her mouth
as tears clouded her vision. The eager shake of her head gave us
the confirmation, as she was unable to produce a verbal response.
We wrapped her up in our arms applying ample kisses to her tear
soaked face. Mark slipped the generous diamond ring onto her
finger.

“Oh my God!” She finally managed to croak
out, her voice low. “I love you two so fucking much.”

We were so happy the chauffeur managed to
beautifully capture that moment for us to show the kids and our
family later. Mark shoved a handful of bills into the driver’s hand
whispering something to him before joining us in the car. With
Nicole and I flanking both sides, we began a heavy round of
kissing. Mark allowed his hands to caress both our exposed legs. I
unbuttoned his shirt, caressing his chest. Nicole and I would kiss
each other in front of Mark’s lips driving him crazy while our
tongues caressed one another. Together we attacked his neck with
long strokes of our tongues, Mark groaned appreciatively. We both
dropped our hands to his lap as the car continued to drive, where
we had no idea.

“Oh fuck,” Mark whined as we caressed him
through his slacks. Nicole did the honors releasing him much to our
combined delight. Mark dropped his head against the back of the
seat as we both stroked his length in rapid succession. I was the
first to take my husband into my mouth. Mark instructed Nicole to
put her feet up on the seat. This allowed him to pull her panties
down with ease. Quickly he pulled the zipper down on my dress as I
continued to suck and tease him. The one arm in a sleeve was freed,
as were my ample breasts. With a quick tug of my dress I was on my
knees on the seat. My breasts covered my husband’s erection as he
positioned Nicole’s exposed goods in front of my face. My breasts
continued to caress his erection as I licked my fiancée. Nicole
moaned loudly as Mark slipped a finger inside Nicole. Together we
turned her into a quivering mass moaning loudly. I shared the taste
of Nicole with Mark, who hungrily sucked my tongue and lips. Nicole
took my nipple into her mouth sucking greedily as she stroked Mark.
After freeing my nipple from Nicole’s mouth, I slipped my panties
off. Lifting the long fabric of my dress my husband pushed inside
my dripping body. I cried out as we moved in unison, faster and
then faster. Nicole touched herself as she watched us fuck
fast.

“Oh E, you feel so fucking good.”

“Mark, oh baby yes,” I cried as my orgasm
surged threw my body. I passionately kissed my husband before
motioning Nicole to try Mark as if he were a rollercoaster ride.
Nicole and Mark groaned in agreement as they connected. I took
turns kissing them as they moved.

“Make my fiancée come Mark,” I ordered.
Nicole placed her hands on Mark’s shoulder, her new diamond ring
glistening. Mark gripped her hips and plowed into Nicole who
screamed. Slowing his rhythm Mark gave her time to reach orgasm.
After several monster thrusts Mark spilled everything he had inside
her as she clinched around him. The look of absolute satisfaction
spread across Nicole and Mark’s faces. Forever the mom, I produced
baby wipes for us to clean up while the car continued to drive
aimlessly. We took our place on either side of Mark, once our
clothes were properly arranged. Mark lifted the sunroof enjoying
the rush of cool air. Snuggled into Mark’s arms, we enjoyed another
hour of driving before heading home.

We gingerly exited the limo, with the
chauffeur practically panting. It didn’t occur to me while we were
making love that he heard every single word. I am sure his
imagination was working overtime with the sounds coming from the
back seat. I thought the driver was going to hug Mark as a show of
solidarity for having his way with two willing women. After
checking on the kids, who were all safe in their beds, we opted for
a shower. Inside the shower Mark tenderly made love to both of us,
before coming inside me.

“I have to come in both of you every chance I
get,” Mark explained. “So that when it’s just you two, it’s like I
am still participating.”

Mark laughed at his explanation. Nicole and I
both threw our towels at him. The bed was screaming our name as we
slipped into simple pajamas for rest. My sleep was short-lived as I
awoke later that night to what sounded like crying. Panicked I
hurriedly looked for my bathrobe before I realized it was coming
from our bathroom. I gingerly opened the door to find Nicole
sitting on the floor looking at her engagement ring crying.

“What’s the matter sweetheart? Are you having
second thoughts?” I questioned worry lacing my face.

“No Eva, I am really happy. I never thought I
could be this happy,” Nicole cried. I lowered myself to the floor
taking her in my arms.

“It’s okay sweetheart. You know that we would
never hurt you.”

“I now Eva. I just keep thinking if you were
not strong enough to love me, I wouldn’t be here with my new
family,” Nicole sobbed into my bathrobe sleeve.

“Oh sweetheart, you are so irresistible. We
will always be your family. We love you so much Nicole.”

She continued to cry for a few more minutes.
I retrieved a washcloth tenderly washing her face. When she finally
stopped crying I could see the wonderful smile emerging. Inside our
bedroom Nicole stopped me before I could get into the bed. The
bathrobe hit the floor as she pulled up my pajama shirt. I hissed
as she took my nipple into her mouth gently massaging the other. I
pulled the tank top over her head before yanking down her pajama
bottoms. On the bed Nicole laid on top of me explored my mouth.
Being pelvis to pelvis was a rush like none other. Using a light
rhythm we rocked together, the sensation of which was marvelous. I
allowed my fingertips to lightly cascade down her back as we
enjoyed the soft motion. Eventually Nicole lowered her head between
my thighs as my back arched. Mark continued to snore next to us as
she brought me to a quiet near orgasm, refusing to let me finish.
With Nicole positioned over my face, she continued her work on my
lower half. The ability to give pleasure while providing pleasure
was a tricky line to walk. Several times I paused my work because
she was hitting a particularly good spot and vice versa.

“I stand corrected on any of my previous
statements. This is the sexiest thing I have ever seen in my life,”
he said glaring at us in the sixty-nine position. Nicole finally
allowed me my release and I returned the favor several minutes
later.