Chapter 3

The next morning, Friday, Eddie awoke when he felt Carol slip out of bed. Expecting her to get dressed for work and then tell him goodbye, he was surprised to feel her reenter the bed. Turning toward her, she leaned down to kiss him and remark:

“I called in to work and told them I was taking a long weekend. I thought I would spend the day with you and prepare the house for our guest tomorrow.” she said.

“Honey, you know this house is always clean enough to entertain. You’ve never let our house get very dirty, no matter where I made you live.” he argued.

“The last couple of months, I’ve let it go somewhat, so I’m going to see what needs to be done. Of course, we don’t have to get up right now if you want to be a little lazy. By the way, thank you so very much for last night. You’ve never pounded me like that before, but it was kind of cathartic. I felt much better, even though I didn’t cum. The orgasm you gave me before that, though, was yummy. I promise, I’ll blow you better, next time.” she vowed.

Pulling her into his arms, he nuzzled her neck and began kissing downward, getting to her breasts and nipples as she pulled her nightgown down to accommodate his traveling mouth. When he was nearly at her pubic region, she gasped:

“I just washed down there, so it would be fresh for you this morning, in case you wanted to have breakfast in bed.” she said in a sultry voice.

This caused him to speed up his arrival at her pussy which did smell fresh and clean. So, acting like a starving man, he attacked her quim and ate her voraciously until she pushed his head away.

“I want you to make me cum with you in me, and I want you to try coming too, if you can, after that flooding you gave me last night. I need to strip the sheets off the bed and wash them anyway, because you made me leak, and I slept on a huge wet spot!” she laughed.

Eddie remembered past sexual bouts with this same woman, who went to great lengths to avoid ‘wet spots’; even to making him wear a condom, unless she was fertile and still wanted children. If, by chance, one did occur, she would make him sleep on it, or she’d sleep in the living room. Changing times.

Eddie was in ‘hog heaven’, being able to make love to his wife as many times as he was able to get it up. Since Monday, he’d been with Marley once, Breeanne twice, and this would make four nights in a row, a late afternoon tryst, and now, a morning session with Carol. At this rate, he may never have to venture outside of the family for sex, ever again! Now, he was not going to pass up another opportunity to make love to his ‘new’ wife, and with the house to themselves, he was going to show Carol what he could do, using the same techniques he’d thrilled women with, around the world, and here at home. For the next hour, Eddie Nolan played Carol Nolan like a Stradivarius, plucking the perfect strings, and sliding his ‘bow’ just right to create a beautiful symphony of passion, rapture and the utmost pleasure. As they lay recuperating from their prurient exercises, Carol hummed absentmindedly. Eddie was enjoying the afterglow of a fantastic frolic with the woman he had been married to for so long, but was just getting to know, in many ways, including in the biblical sense! Carol paused her non-vocal music and commented:

“Eddie, I knew you were experienced at sex when we first married, and I didn’t ask about it, because I really didn’t care to know the ‘sordid’ details. I can’t believe I was such a total prude! I just want to bawl. In all the years since, you’ve been held to my stupid-assed rigid agenda, only deviating when I wanted another baby. I can’t even imagine how those restrictions stifled your obviously active libido, and I’m not naïve enough to believe you haven’t strayed. I still don’t want to know the details, but I do thank those women who acted as surrogates for the stone-cold, hard-hearted bitch you married.

“I have this mental image of me, sitting in a castle surrounded with food, but suffering from anorexia, while I have you chained to a tree, hungry, but I won’t feed you. You occasionally slip your chains and find a camp somewhere, and they feed you a warm meal before I hunt you down and drag you back to be chained once more. Oh, honey, I see this in my mind and my blood curdles.” she opined.

“That’s some imagery, babe. It would make a good short story.” Eddie mumbled.

“Eddie, I know you’ve kept your lovemaking skills honed on the bodies of other women, and if I could, I’d thank each and every one of them. But what amazes me is you’ve managed to keep yourself sane, and not once have you allowed any scandal to put our family in a bad light! No, it took your shrewish wife to fuck things up. I’m sure there may be more fallout from my licentious behavior.” she explained.

“Whatever comes out of this, we’re in it together.” Eddie promised.

“Eddie, I really need to do some cleaning, but I have one question I’d like you to answer, honestly.

“Okay, shoot!”

“Do you discuss with your sailor buddies how much of a frigid-assed bitch I am? And how do you describe me?” she asked seriously.

Seeing the wide grin on her husband’s face, she was prepared for the worst.

“What’s so funny?” she scowled.

“It’s just so funny that you described yourself exactly how I described you to my shipmates: a frigid-assed bitch!” he chuckled.

“Really? Oh, that ‘is’ funny!” she chortled.

Rolling together, they hugged for a few seconds before rolling out of bed on their respective sides. After showering and dressing, they each went about their agenda.

Eddie stopped by the ship first, to see if any of his buddies were aboard. Al was heading out to the base dispensary, to talk to a buddy corpsman. They swapped a few stories and then Eddie went to the commissary to get the steaks and other items they’d be preparing. Returning home just behind Steven and Marley, he had them haul the groceries from the car to the house. He found Carol working up a sweat doing some deep cleaning she’d been putting off. She knew he was there, so coming up behind her, he grabbed two handfuls of her ass, making her squeal. She turned around and slapped at him, laughing. A year ago, she’d have been pissed with him all night, for taking such liberties. Thinking about it, he considered what his plans had been six months ago, when he thought he’d divorce her as soon as Marley was eighteen. Now, he was having second thoughts, and if she continued to open up and loosen up, he could see a much longer marriage. Watching her face as she laughed, he found her to be more attractive now, than she had been when he courted her, being attracted to her solely because she bore a striking resemblance to Gloria, Edward’s mother. Despite her warped personality back then, she had been vain enough to keep her figure, so now, in her mid to late thirties, she looked better than most women her age. Thinking so, he had a sudden idea.

“Hey, babe, you’ve been busy all over the house today, why don’t we go out to dinner as a family? It’s Friday night, and though Steven and Breeanne have to work tomorrow, it’s not a school night. What do you think?” he proposed.

“That’s a wonderful idea! I was just wondering if I wanted to mess up the kitchen after spending time cleaning it. Where shall we go?” she gushed.

“Since we’re having steaks tomorrow, we could do Asian, Mexican, seafood, or a buffet. Do you want me to ask the kids?” he enjoined.

“Yes, and I’ll take a quick shower. I’m all sweaty. I’d ask if you were sweaty too, but then we wouldn’t make it to dinner.” she smiled slyly.

Everyone was happy to go out for dinner. A buffet was the popular choice, since everyone had their own likes and dislikes. On the way home, everyone moaned about eating too much, but they were jovial, and Eddie thanked his lucky stars he had this family.

When Eddie went out to uncover his grill mid-morning on Saturday, he discovered Steven had used the last of his charcoal while he was deployed. Not wanting to drive all the way to the commissary, he took a trip to the local Walmart. Going directly to the garden shop, he put the charcoal into his cart, and then browsed the store, in case he saw something else he thought they could use. Just as he started down an aisle, he came face to face with Veronica Brady. She didn’t say a word, but she had a look on her face as though she’d just bitten into a dill pickle.

“Hello, Veronica.” he said cordially.

She was taken aback at his demeanor.

“You must really hate me, don’t you?” she spat.

“I don’t hate you, Veronica. In fact, I owe you a lot.” he commented.

“What do you mean?” she returned with a puzzled expression.

“If you hadn’t cajoled Carol into joining your group, she wouldn’t have opened up and started seeing the good side of sex. I’ve had the best sex of my married life this past week, thanks to you.” Eddie admitted.

“Are you trying to make me forget how you threatened to accuse me of molesting those young boys?” she retorted.

“Veronica, if you remember correctly, I just pointed out that you could get into trouble for having sex with underaged boys. I never once threatened to turn you in.” Eddie reminded her.

“Then what was all that legal bullshit you spouted?”

“Look, Mrs. Brady, I was trying to get your attention, by speaking calmly, with some air of authority. My whole point in confronting you was to get you to forget about what you were holding over my wife and son. I’ve been around enough to understand the many things that turn people on. I don’t care if you like men, women, boys, girls, dogs or elephants. That’s your business, though I’d not want it to cause any hardship on a shipmate. I’m just trying to protect my family. Truthfully, in another place, under different conditions, I’d try to get into your pants. You’re an extremely attractive woman, and Hal calls you a ‘hot fuck’. If we didn’t have the history we have, we would most likely socialize, though before you got your hands on Carol, she wouldn’t have been much fun. Since you worked your wiles on her and taught her how to be more open in bed, she and I have been fucking up a storm, unlike the way it’s been the last eighteen-plus years. So, yes, I thank you. You have no need to avoid me in the grocery store, or on the street. I would never reveal anything about your private life unless you tried to destroy my wife and son. If you ever tried, you’d best ‘standby for heavy rolls’. If you don’t know what that means, talk to Hal. Give him my best, and you continue to have fun, but at no one else’s expense, please.” Eddie cautioned.

Turning to watch Veronica walk away, he got half a hardon, and there were three other guys in the aisle by then, who probably had the same problem. She was a hottie!

As soon as he returned home, he took the briquets to the patio and the other items to the kitchen, where Carol and Marley were puttering. Breeanne hadn’t come home from work yet but was expected momentarily. Going out to the grill, he cleaned up the dirt and grime that had collected since its last use, or perhaps ‘during’ the last use. Carol knew how they liked their steaks seasoned, so she was on that, while Marley cut up ingredients for a tossed salad. She was wearing a pair of short shorts with a tank top, revealing how much she’d grown, but also a lot her newly developed cleavage. He wondered if she’d change before Edward arrived. Eddie didn’t normally drink, especially at home, but sometimes, when he was BBQing and having guests, he’d buy a couple six packs. He took a can out of the fridge now, to sip while he was awaiting his other two children and his guest. In a completely uncharacteristic gesture, Carol grabbed his can and took a swig off the top. Making a face, she then evaluated that taste further and considered whether she liked the taste or not. Eddie wasn’t sure if she’d ever tasted beer before now.

The doorbell sounded and Eddie came off his chair to answer it. Edward stood at the door, and he had another six pack of beer in his hand. Ushering him inside, Eddie took the proffered beer and put it in the fridge, taking one can out of the pack to hand to Edward. He then directed Edward to the kitchen.

“Honey, this is DS3 Edward Franklin. He helps maintain all the computers on board ship. Edward, this is my wife, Carol.” he explained.

Shaking hands with Carol, he turned to Marley, and before Eddie could make introductions:

“You must be Breeanne. Chief Nolan told me about his oldest daughter. He was definitely right about how beautiful his wife and daughter are.” he schmoozed.

“Oh, no, this is my youngest daughter, Marley. Breeanne hasn’t returned from work yet.” Carol blurted.

“Oh, I’m so sorry. Marley, is it? I had no idea you were so grown up. You appear to be at least eighteen or nineteen.” he complimented.

“Don’t give her a big head, Edward. She’s only fifteen.” Carol furnished.

During the chatter, Edward and Marley hadn’t taken their eyes off one another. Eddie noticed, and Carol did not.

“My, my, only fifteen. There were no fifteen-year-olds like you, when I was fifteen. The chief must have guard dogs.” Edward snickered.

Marley was blushing furiously but was eating up all the rhetoric. Eddie had a few flutters in his stomach, and wished Breeanne would get home, or his plan would be knocked askew. Eddie invited his guest to go into the living room and sip their beer. They had just sat down when Breeanne came charging through the door. She was wearing her work uniform, so she was an immediate hit with Edward.

“Honey, this is Edward Franklin, off my ship. Edward, ‘this’ is Breeanne, my oldest daughter. She’s closer to your age, as she just turned nineteen.” Eddie exclaimed.

“Well, happy birthday to ‘you’!” Edward murmured.

“Oh, it was a few weeks ago. Thanks anyway!” she uttered.

Carol recognized what she considered a horndog, when she saw one, so stepped into the living room and said: