Chapter 36

“I love you too,” Jane said, embracing Lech in front of the ticket counter. They’d been together every night since their first time together, always at Eddie’s studio since she’d work with Eddie in the morning. Lech was amazed and thoroughly impressed by Eddie’s set up. Eddie showed him how to work it, including things new to Lech. Eddie let him record the rehearsal, the first song Jane had been involved with and a couple of new ones. Eddie was impressed. Enough to hire him to work the board at the townhouse when he was ready to record. Unfortunately sometime in the future.

“I miss you already,” Lech told Jane.

“I’ll call when I get settled,” Jane promised. “And before you know it, you’ll be with me.”

“I’ll know it,” Lech pouted.

Jane chuckled and kissed the pout. “I should go, cutie,” she ended the grin.

“Yeah.”

Nearby, another embrace ended. Maria was teary-eyed, as she always was at Joe’s departure. “Come visit whenever you want,” Joe told her.

“I might have to,” she giggled through her tears. She squeezed his hand and separated from it with a sigh.

Celia came over to her and hugged her. “I’ll miss you too,” she said.

“Yeah,” Maria smiled at the Eurasian beauty who she found to be a good friend and a surprising lover. She brushed aside her tears watching them get in line.

“We should probably go,” said Lech.

“Yeah,” said Maria. Both were looking at their lovers. Waving at them when they turned. Then walking away.

“Cheryl said she’s always like that,” Celia said, when she and Joe settled into their seat in the waiting area of their gate, Jane’s carry-on beside her. Jane shopping for reading material and snacks.

“She’ll be fine,” Joe said.

“Will she?”

“She’ll get back to normal after my disruption. Our disruption this time.”

“A most pleasant disruption.”

“For me too.”

“And me. I really like her Joe.”

“I know. But except for a relationship that’s too occasional, she’s happy with her life. Her work. Bob. I’m glad he’s with her, at least during the week.”

“Except he’s working on Rhonda’s documentary.”

“I talked to Bob about that,” Joe explained. “He told me a lot of the footage had been shot. He agreed he’d spend evenings with her for the time being. The next major footage wouldn’t be for a couple months, when Rhonda and Theresa prepare for their showcase and perform it.”

“But isn’t Theresa recording at Lech’s studio?”

“She’s shyer about it than Rhonda.”

“I guess that makes sense. No one’s really seen her perform her songs except us.”

Joe nodded. “She’s been on stage in front of thousands. But that was with Rhonda and Rhonda’s songs.”

“But what about Bob working on editing the film?”

“Rhonda’s thinking about buying him equipment. A moviola and splicing for the 16mm film. And a video deck. Setting up a studio in their basement.”

“And him working on it on weekends.”

“Yep.”

Jane came to them bearing a cardboard tray with three coffees and a bag of muffins at the center. After handing them their cups, she sat with them.

“So when are the J’s heading east?” Joe asked her.

Jane laughed. “Turns out they couldn’t resist flying in a private jet with Eddie and Rachel.”

Eddie didn’t just hear potential in the band’s songs, but became rather enamored of Jack. Jill and Rachel also clicked, Jill finding Rachel’s deceptively angelic face and well kept, shapely body a turn on, and her sharp wit amusing, while Rachel found the young woman adorable and surprisingly intelligent. And quite the cunt sucker. Jill accepting the less attentive licks of Rachel, fingers and dildos would do, but Rachel had started to spend more time giving Jill head, finding her flavor and her reactions more appealing than any others. And since Jill was bi, and in fact had limited experience with women, just one experimental fling with a friend, talent rather than experience making her a good cunt lapper, Rachel got to have Eddie join in, and though Eddie had to go slow first with his thick cock in her narrow cunt, Jill found the thickness quite intense in the end. It was Jill’s enthusiasm as much as anything, with both Eddie and Rachel, which made her a happy discovery for them.

And Eddie had found a second guitarist in Jack and a decent keyboardist in Jill. Jill had even taken lessons on violin when she was a kid. Eddie would rent a viola and find out how well the lessons had taken. So the half siblings joined MIRE and Eddie joined the J’s. He’d help make their songs better, a lot better in fact, but decided to let them keep their credits without him.

“I wonder if the stewardesses will join in,” Celia smirked, referring to the jet Rachel and Eddie and the J’s would be using.

“That doesn’t bother you?” Jane remarked.

“They’d be willing participants,” Joe explained.

“And well paid,” Celia added.

“Are you sure?” Jane asked.

Celia nodded. “Rachel has her favorite crews.”

“Then how do you explain you meeting Joe?”

“A fortuitous accident?”

Joe disagreed. “Rachel knows my type.”

“And she didn’t know the situation?”

“She probably did know,” Joe muttered.

“Fucking bitch.”

“You’ll get no argument from us,” said Celia. “But I’m glad she was a bitch that one time.”

“Me too,” Joe smiled and gave his wife a quick kiss.

“Uhm, Lech said it was alright if I joined you,” Jane admitted.

“Really?” Celia smiled.

“He knows, firsthand, what a sex crazed slut I am.”

Joe chuckled. But let her know, “You’re going to have to be patient.”

“Reunion with the wives,” Celia explained.

“Of course,” Jane grinned. “I’ve waited all my life for great sex. I think I can handle a few days off from it.”

“But you’re not sure?” Joe smirked.

“I have gotten used to it,” she giggled.

“What about Lech?” Celia asked.

“I gave him Carte Blanche. Fair is fair. But I told him he’d better wear a fucking condom!”

They laughed.

“Do you think he’ll take you up on the generous offer?” Celia asked.

“Ronnie asked me if it was okay to take him to a strip joint. I guess her and Terry planned to reward him for being such a good engineer and having such a nice studio and being a great guy to work with. I suggested if he found a woman he liked, and she was amenable, that they pay her to come visit him and I’d reimburse them. Ronnie said she’d take care of it.”

“You don’t think he’d find someone he didn’t have to pay?” Celia asked.

“I did mention to him that his success with me, both in and out of bed, might have given him the confidence he needed to pick up a girl. All he’d have to do is show her his cool studio, like showing them his etchings,” she chuckled, but tightly.

“You’re worried,” Joe noticed.

“If he met a girl a lot prettier than me,” Jane admitted. “Men do tend to think with their smaller head.”

“Now who is lacking in confidence?” Joe admonished.

“Just look around. Who do you think the guys are staring at? Certainly not me.”

“They don’t know how hot you are,” Celia insisted. “Lech does. And he’s a friend. Who loves you.”

“But it’s about choices, isn’t it? If he suddenly had more. Like I was stuck with Greg, he’s stuck with me, because who else was there?”

“But he’s not stuck with you,” Joe told her. “You’ve known him for a while. He’s wanted you for a while. And believe me, he’s ecstatic that you’re finally together. Between a girl he fucks, and maybe even likes a little, and you? Someone who he loves and can make love to, and of course enjoys it to the extreme that I don’t think I’ve ever experienced before.”

“Which is saying a lot,” Celia chuckled.

“Is that true, Joe?” Jane asked.

“You know I don’t lie,” Joe pointed out.

Jane nodded and gradually smiled. Then laughed. “I guess I’ll pin my hopes on being a sex maniac.”

Joe and Celia laughed too.

When the three finally arrived at the carousels to get their bags Liang and Joanne greeted them. Hugs and kisses between husband and wives, and introduction of Jane. “Esther will be with you tonight,” Liang told Joe.

“Is she okay?” Joe asked. Her trip home on the Mary Jane had been rough. Heavy winds and heavy waves, the sky and ocean both inundating the deck, so that it was hard to know if it was salty or fresh water that kept face and slicker constantly wet. Probably both. And the intense rocking had brought on sea sickness, something Essie rarely had. Laid out in the captain’s cabin suffering nausea for an unbearable length of time, she decided to do something about it. Dressed in layers of clothing, something she’d learned growing up in Minnesota, with water repelling fabric over it, pants and a slicker that left only hands and face exposed, she basically climbed her way to the pilot’s cabin, surprising Victoria.

“Is there any way to lash me to the bow of the boat?” she asked the captain.

“Seriously?”

“I need to face this head on, or I’m afraid I’m going to vomit out my daughter!”

“All the chairs and restraints are towards the stern.”

“I know, but...”

“Can you handle the wheel?”

“You know I’ve steered through rough seas. This is a little rougher, but I know to steer into the waves.”

“That’s not what I’m worried about.”

Essie nodded. “I’m feeling better already just being up here and not cooped up in the cabin.”

“Then take the wheel.”

Victoria headed back to the stern, to where the chairs for deep sea fishing were stored, and the restraints that held the fisherman in place. She brought Junior with her, and they agreed on a solution for Essie’s crazy demand. Along with a couple restraints, they brought up some rope, of which a sailing ship had plenty and devised a harness secured to the front of the pilot house. Victoria took the wheel, and Junior secured Essie to the front of the ship. And Essie had a blast chained to front of the great ship. The most invigorating moment in her life despite being continuously doused by water and pummeled by wind, and it lasted for hours.

When the sea finally calmed and the storm abated, Victoria unchained Essie and laughed at the glee on her face. “Let’s get you in a nice hot bath,” Victoria told her.

“Only if you join me.”

“Yes ma’am.”

In the bath, Victoria obeyed Essie’s final command of the evening. With the very pregnant beauty nestled in front of her, she fingered her and pulled and twisted a nipple, the other handled by Essie, until Essie had a nearly violent orgasm. In bed after drying, head to pussy as they lay on their sides, Essie returned the favor, with the addition of her mouth. With Essie’s pussy in front of her, after her climax, Victoria gave Essie one last, much quieter orgasm. After that, Essie slept for a long time, exhausted by her adventure. Long enough for Victoria to worry.

“I’m fine,” Essie smiled when she finally fully awoke. “And more importantly, the baby’s fine. And I think she’ll be replacing you whenever you retire. She loved it as much as me leading the way into the wild seas!”

But Essie became much weaker. Enough that when they reached land, and she returned home, the doctor recommended she have as much bed rest as possible until the birth.

“She’s fine,” Liang smiled in reply to Joe’s concern. “Just needs the company and the cuddling of her big guy.”

“I’m just glad the little tyke decided not to escape prematurely.”

Liang laughed. “I don’t think Essie would agree. But I understand. It wouldn’t be all that premature anymore.”

“I know,” Joe nodded. “A couple weeks?”

“Yeah.”

When Joe arrived home, he went to Essie in the smaller room beside the master bedroom. Liang showed Jane her room which was Charlie’s room, since Charlie was staying up in Boston. “Nice,” Jane approved.

“Hey,” Essie said tiredly to Joe.

“Esther,” Joe murmured.

“I’m okay. Just tired. And sick and tired of this bed,” she chuckled.

Joe undressed and cuddled her. “Bring me your penis,” Essie scolded him. “It should always be hard around me.” Joe turned around and lifted her leg while Essie took his already enlarging penis into her mouth. Soon she got him fully hard, and sent his cock into her throat. “Fuck me,” she murmured after.

Joe straddled her thigh and took her sideways. His thumb stroked her clit while her hands squeezed her tits. He kept it slow and she gradually reached climax. “Keep going,” she murmured. His thrusts eventually quickened through another of her orgasms and he sent his cum into her.

“God I missed you,” she moaned.

He withdrew and returned to cuddling her. Both of them slept.

“Joe,” he heard in the middle of the night. “I wet the bed.”

“Oh,” he reacted when he realized what that meant. “I’ll have your mom contact Celeste.”

Essie had decided on a home birth. A natural birth without drugs. Celeste had been a recommended and vetted midwife who had done the water birth that Essie wanted several times. And the extra-large tub in the master bedroom would be perfect for it.

It took several hours for the baby to make its first appearance in the world. Celeste patiently had Essie pacing for a good part of the wait. Joe was ambivalent about staying with them. Essie staring daggers at him for the pain. Eddie was responsible for the sperm, but Joe represented men enough. “Don’t go,” Essie insisted.

“You sure?”

“Yes!” she growled.

Joe laughed.

“Fuck you,” she growled.

“It was Eddie you fucked for this,” Joe said.

“Which is a good thing,” said Celeste, a tall, full bodied blonde who reminded Joe of Jennifer, the first director Joe collaborated with twenty years before. Both in her looks and her confident competence. “Otherwise a caesarian might well have been required.”

Joe nodded. Cheryl had needed it for both her babies. For his other wives’ first as well, and half of the other women he’d made pregnant. Neither of Joanne’s babies conceived with Joe had her requiring the surgery.

“Glad I chose the little guy then,” Essie chuckled. And moaned.

Finally little Charlotte decided to leave the warm safety of Essie womb and take her first breath from the vast world beyond it. From amniotic fluid to warm bath water, it proved less startling than most births. Nevertheless she let everyone know of her discomfort with a reverberant cry.

“Sounds like she got Eddie’s lungs,” Joe chuckled.

“And Esther’s looks,” said Celeste.

Joe couldn’t tell at that early stage, but he took her word for it and smiled. At least the baby was fully formed. All fingers and toes as they say.

It wasn’t a beautiful moment, what with the liquids that looked too much like blood, and the afterbirth emerging. Celeste checked for actual blood. Finding no need for concern had Joe take a breath he hadn’t noticed he held.