Chapter 5

Sailing between Point Loma and Naval Air Station, North Island, the tugs then took over, slowing their approach to the naval station. They’d been assigned to Pier 8, and fortunate to be at the head of the pier, moored port-side-to, which meant they would be facing seaward, with their port side against the pier. This gave families a shorter walk from the parking lot. Chances were good, the ship would shift berths in the next week or so. Eddie was on tenterhooks and if not for the call to man the rails for entering port, he would have remained below decks. He stood behind his techs, as was custom and Al chose to stand beside him, showing him moral support. The tugs seemed to spend a great amount of time maneuvering the ship into place, but eventually they were casting lines to the pier, so the line handlers could help tie the ship up. Looking onto the pier, he was able to pick out his children, but Carol was not with them. He wasn’t surprised. The sea detail worked to get the brow over and the quarterdeck watch was set, keeping the brow secured until they were given the okay from the command duty officer. When quarters was secured, Eddie and Al went down to the helo deck, which was designated as the meet and greet location. They saw the crowd storming aboard and streaming aft as directed, to be reunited with their respective crew members. Eddie steeled himself for the ordeal. He was somewhat happy Carol was not there, after all.

“Daddy, daddy!” he heard his daughter’s call.

Then he was being engulfed by warm female bodies. Breeanne was gorgeous and pushed her boobs at him. Marley was right there too, and she’d developed a lot in the six months he’d been gone. She was taller and had let her hair grow longer. Both his daughters were well built and had trim figures. Noticing several crewmen ogling his daughters, he gave them a scowl. Both daughters demanded kisses on the lips, so he made it quick. Steven was looking on with a bemused look, knowing what they really wanted and were letting their dad know. Eddie managed to break away from his daughters long enough to give his son a handshake and a hug, then they claimed both his arms, pulling them around them.

“So, why didn’t your mother show up?” Eddie asked anyone willing to answer.

Breeanne volunteered:

“She said she’d put in a half day, then go home and prepare for our arrival.”

Marley then spoke up and said:

“No way! I saw her car down at Mrs. Brady’s when we left to come here.”

Eddie exchanged looks with Steven, and then Breeanne. Marley caught the look.

“Come on, guys, what’s happening with mom and Mrs. Brady? Isn’t her husband coming home today, too? Maybe they have a special surprise for both of you, daddy.”

“Perhaps, sweetheart. I have no idea, or it wouldn’t be a surprise, would it?

“So, when can you leave the ship, dad?” Steven inquired.

“I suppose any time. First, I need your help, Steven, to get the things I brought back from overseas, for you hooligans. Will you two be okay here for a few minutes?” Eddie asked.

“Can’t we go with you daddy?” Marley pleaded.

“And let some dirty sailors look up your dress while you’re going up or down those ladders?” he teased.

“Oh, poo, I have panties on, and I doubt there’s a single sailor on board who hasn’t seen more than that, so it’s no big thing.” she spat.

“Alright, but don’t blame me if one of them doesn’t propose to you on the spot. My daughters are better looking than anything they may have seen over there.” he boasted.

“Oh, daddy, don’t be so melodramatic. Besides, we’re both taken.” Breeanne scolded.

“Oh, really. I know Marley has a boyfriend, but Steven didn’t tell me you had one.” he complained.

Leaning into him, she whispered into his ear:

“I’m all yours, daddy, except when you’re not here, and then Steven keeps me sane.”

Eddie felt a tightening in his groin and hoped it wouldn’t be visible.

“Well, then, let’s go below and I’ll leave you two ladies in the chiefs lounge, while Steven and I get the goodies from berthing.” he announced.

On their way below, he saw Al with his wife, and he also saw Edward, who was scoping out his daughters as they passed near him. Eddie gave Edward a wink. It wasn’t time to make introductions, yet.

The chiefs’ lounge was empty, which made Eddie feel better. Offering his daughters a seat, he told them he’d be right back. Steven followed him into the berthing area where Eddie indicated several bags and parcels, they would have to carry off the ship. He’d tried to make them as compact and easy to carry as possible, and the girls could carry some themselves. By the time they got to the pier, some of the crowd had dispersed, so it was easy for them to make it to the family vehicle, which Steven had driven. In addition to all the gifts, Eddie had also brought some personal belongings and toiletries in an overnight bag. Since it had been months since he’d driven much, he let Steven drive them home. When they got there, both Breeanne’s small car and Carol’s car were in the driveway. Everyone took their share of parcels into the house. Eddie found his wife in the kitchen, putting dishes in the dishwasher. Being in a feisty mood, Eddie asked:

“Why didn’t you come to the base?”

“I had to go to work for a while.” she replied.

“You never went to work!” he bluffed.

“Oh, how would you know?” she snapped.

“I called, and they said you hadn’t been in all day.” He lied.

“So, where do you suppose I went?” she growled.

“You were with Veronica Brady!” he accused.

Carol turned pale, but got a glint in her eye and challenged:

“How do you know that?”

“Marley saw your car in their driveway, when they left to come to meet me.” Eddie stated.

“Well, what of it? She and I are friends.” Carol sniffed.

“Perhaps we should take this to the bedroom.” he offered.

Squaring her shoulders, she muttered:

“Oh, yes, of course, that’s where I belong when you come home from the sea, so you can do your rutting in me. We might as well get it over with, so I can go about more important things!”

Turning and heading for the bedroom, she was all huffy. Before Eddie followed, Steven handed him a flash drive. By the time Eddie entered his bedroom, and closed and locked the door, Carol was making a show of stripping her clothes off. Eddie went to the computer on his bedroom desk and booted it up. Then, turning to see what Carol was doing, he saw she was down to just her panties. As much as he was not happy with her, he had to admit she was still an attractive woman, though her personality left a lot to be desired. She commented:

“What are you doing? Mood music? Or are you going to subject me to pornography, so you can get your pathetic, long unused penis hard?” she clucked.

“Something like that, but I think you’ll find this interesting, and maybe educational.” he promised.

The computer displayed the Windows desktop and when Eddie put the flash drive into a USB port, he was able to select a file from the drive. It took a couple seconds to display the video file, but the first thing it showed was Carol’s face in the throes of passion, then it panned down to the back of a blonde head working between Carol’s spread legs. Within ten seconds the head turned to reveal the face of Veronica Brady. Then the image changed, and it showed Carol doing the munching between what appeared to also be Veronica. The image changed again, and Carol had a dick in her mouth, attempting to deep throat it, but it belonged to a faceless man. All these images had taken thirty seconds to unfold and when Eddie turned to see Carol’s reaction, she stood, catatonic. Then her eyes flickered toward Eddie, and she fell forward onto the bed with an anguished cry and a sudden paroxysm of wracking sobs. Eddie had wondered how he would react to any of the expected ways his wife would respond to these revelations. He just stood there, not rushing to comfort her, or to throw accusations at her, or to just rant. No, he was emotionally numb at that moment in time. There were additional files he could have viewed, and he was tempted to do so, but he felt the first one had dealt such a shocking blow to his wife, it had served his purpose. Eventually sitting down at the desk chair, he waited for Carol to say something, be it a confession, or a tirade, or some other form of communication. He was determined to leave the ball in her court.

Eventually the sobs subsided into sniffling and then silence. Finally, Carol lifted her face showing puffy, teary eyes. Saliva bubbled out of her mouth as she spoke:

“Oh, how you must hate me. You must think I’m the epitome of depravity; a slut of monstrous proportions.”

“Carol, I don’t think I hate you, because I don’t understand you. I never have. How can someone who would never let her lawful husband share in those things during our entire marriage, now decide you’ll do it with strangers? Have you suddenly gone crazy, or stupid, or are you being compelled to do those things? I won’t call them unspeakable, because I’ve wanted them to happen between us since our wedding night, but you wouldn’t allow it. Why, Carol?” Eddie explained.

“I don’t know!” she blubbered.

“I’ve tried to do what you called ‘kinky’ things for nineteen years, but no! Now, in six months or less, you’re doing it with who knows how many people. I know there are others. I have the videos.” he stated.

“How can you have videos? Ronnie said there were only the ones she used to make me do some of the other things...” she sobbed.

“What ... other ... things, Carol?” Eddie demanded.

“I can’t tell you. I’m too ashamed.” she bawled.

“It doesn’t matter. I haven’t watched all the videos yet, but I’ll find out.” Eddie blurted.

“No, please, no. Don’t watch them. I’ll die, if you find out everything.” she begged.

“What could she have over you, to make you do those things?”

“Oh, please, Eddie, don’t ask!” she cried.

“No. I want to know. I can’t think of anything you could have done that would be worse than what I just showed you. What was it? I want to know, now!” he stormed.

Taking in a deep breath, and trying to control her sobbing, she managed:

“I had sex with our son. I didn’t know it at the time, but she showed me afterwards that it was him. She said she’d ruin us by letting people know Steven was a ... a ... mother fucker, and I was an incestuous slut. She said it would ruin our family and your career.”

“Is that all ... Hell, I thought it was something serious. Carol, stop beating yourself up. I think we need to have a long talk. I’m sure not in the mood to claim my rights, as per our agreement, and I’m also sure your conscience won’t let you lay with me.” Eddie chuckled.

“Put some clothes on. I’m going to talk to the kids for a minute, and then you and I are going to take a long ride or find a place where we can have a long talk. Okay?” he instructed.

“You’re not going to take me out and shoot me, are you? Or throw me off Sunset Cliffs?” she inquired, scared for her life.

“No. Oh, hell, no! Don’t worry.” he snorted.

Going to his kids’ bedrooms he got them together and told them that he and their mother were going out and weren’t sure when they’d return. Steven had some idea what was happening, but not the specifics. He handed his dad another flash drive. Breeanne was disappointed:

“But daddy, I was waiting for you and mom to finish up, so I could get my turn with you? When will we do it? I’ve been waiting for six months, to feel you in me again.”

“We’ll work it out, honey. Just be patient a little longer. If you’re really in need, maybe Steven can help you, while your mom and I are gone.” he suggested.

Returning to his bedroom, he retrieved the flash drive from the computer and put it in his pocket with the other one. Each was marked, for differentiation purposes. Carol was dressed and ready to go, but she was distraught, so he treated her tenderly, so he could get her to the car.

Eddie’s plan was to end up at the Brady home, but he felt he had to work things out with Carol, first. San Diego, and all its suburbs had sprawled out over all the various hills and valleys, allowing development to be unchecked for decades. Fortunately, the planning commissions of the various communities had incorporated numerous parks to accommodate neighborhood recreational facilities. Eddie chose a park on Kearney Mesa, which he knew was large enough to allow them to park and be away from others, for the most part. If someone intruded on their space, they could always move. Pulling into a parking slot, he shut off the engine and let things remain quiet for a few minutes, as he collected his thoughts.

Deciding to see what made Carol tick, he asked her to explain about why she felt the way she did about sex, starting back in her childhood. It took a bit for Carol to open up, but once she began, Eddie began to understand her better. He wondered why they’d never talked like this before. He’d resented her attitude, and when he’d tried to change it, she’d dug in her heels, they’d argue and then reach an impasse. Now, with recent events, they both seemed to want to clear things up. Carol began by explaining the attitude of her parents as she grew up. Some of this has been alluded to in previous sections of this narrative. This is the full gist of things:

Carol’s mother had experienced some traumatic experience as a young woman but had never explained to Carol what that was. Instead, she just preached about the dangers of conspiring men, and the many vague miseries they could deliver upon an unknowing woman. Carol’s father was a very caring man, but not overly masculine. Carol was an only child for a reason. Her mother and father very seldom engaged in sexual relations and downplayed the importance of such things in marriage. Of course, sex before marriage was anathema, and even within the bonds of matrimony, infrequent coupling in the missionary style for the purpose of procreation, was the ideal. All manner of foreplay between husband and wife was discouraged and labeled as perversions. Eddie was not surprised by these revelations, but then Carol started talking about her relationship with her mother.

Her mother may have been turned off by men, but she’d grown up with sisters. Apparently, before and for sure after the trauma she’d suffered, she’d been consoled by her sisters. It was just an accepted practice for the sisters to fondle and bring each other pleasure, as a sign of sibling love. For this reason, Carol’s mother began touching her at a young age, as a way of showing affection. This was done in complete privacy, and Carol’s father never had any knowledge of it. As part of the maternal bonding, it was an almost daily thing, though it usually went only to the titillation point, and not to orgasmic release. As Carols hormones flared in puberty, she would request her mother to assist her more often, but she was warned against allowing a male to be a surrogate for such a personal activity. Consequently, after she married, she lost her source of release, as her mother felt it no longer appropriate. In the intervening years of her marriage, Carol had often relived in her mind the exquisite pleasures her mother had brought to her. Enter Veronica Brady.

When Eddie had been deployed for a month, Carol and Veronica became acquainted and were eventually comfortable talking about the most sensitive subjects. Veronica perceived that Carol was an uptight, prudish woman, so she just bided her time and demonstrated that she was willing to discuss Carol’s deepest, darkest secrets. Eventually, Carol related the details of her intimate relationship with her mother, and her current frustrations. Eddie suspected copious amounts of wine may have lent a lubricating factor, to assist the information to flow. It was then that Veronica rationalized to Carol that being Navy wives, they were in a unique situation, in that they were denied the normal release of sexual tensions, due to their husband’s deployments, and that it would not be perverse to assist another deprived Navy wife to find an outlet for their pent-up passions. She had started out slowly, with just stroking of breasts, and vulvas, outside of their clothing, which had the effect of leaving them wanting more. Soon, they were baring their breasts and fondling them, then suckling them. Further progression led to baring and fondling pussies, with the added stimulus of digital stimulation in and about their vaginas. This was as far as Carol had ever gone with her mother, so when Veronica had suggested cunnilingus, it was at first abhorrent to her. After repeated coaxing, Carol had finally allowed Veronica to go down on her.