Chapter 7

“So, which room will we stay in, honey?” Jessie asked me as the meal broke up at last.

“Yes, we need to know. We gave you a room, just in case, because your stay was unconditional. We had to prepare for contingencies, such as if you were gay or something like that. Naturally, we wouldn’t have asked a gay man to marry a woman at all. Your choice, I think.

“I should warn you that Jessie tends to be ... sexually submissive. To put it mildly. She’s not comfortable taking charge at all. Advising, requesting, even nagging now and then, sure, but she tends to follow a man’s lead,” Ruth told me now.

“Yes, and I should warn you that Mama Ruth and I are kind of a ... package deal. You got one, papi, you’ve got us both. I hope that isn’t a problem, baby. I love Mama Ruth so much and she has been there when I needed it most. I know, I know, Topping from the bottom. Just because I’m a subbie doesn’t mean that I’m always a ‘good’ subbie. Most of the time, yes, but I can be bratty and Top from the bottom at times,” Jessie winked at me.

“Well, I presume that you’re both more comfortable with Jessie’s room, so that’s now our room. Yours, mine ... and Ruth’s. If you’re a package deal, let’s dispense with pretenses and free up a room, shall we? Unless Ruth’s room is larger, in which case... , “ I let that part hang now.

“No, mine’s smaller. I don’t need that much and my primary partner, to the extent that I had one, was Larry. Or Father Larry, as we often call him. Despite being our leader, Brother Jake refuses to be called Father, mostly to honor his Dad. Even in death, Father Larry, or simply Larry to me, as he was my lover, casts a very long shadow,” Ruth elaborated while Jessie and I held hands with her and Kathy’s seven brothers simply took the hint to move my stuff and Ruth’s to Jessie’s bedroom.

Room was a bit of a misnomer. Jessie had a fucking suite! I suspected that some of that was left over from when James was alive, before he screwed it all up for himself. I was profoundly glad that I didn’t move her, unless she really wanted to move because of bad memories. It was clear that she got pampered, and especially due to her continued pregnancy. Yes, inviting Ruth to sleep with us was a good move, too, as shown by the very bright smile on Jessie’s face. She was over the moon, truly tickled pink to have both of us share a room with her.

“Mama Ruth can use the company, I believe. It’s so lonely for her whenever she isn’t in my bed or another bed, for whatever reason, without Father Larry in her arms. I never even met this Father Larry, but yes, he has cast a long shadow indeed. She keeps his ashes in an urn in her room, just so you know. Hopefully, we can store it safely, so that it never gets broken and his ashes lost. She loved that man deeply and it has taken her a good deal of time to heal from his death,” Jessie explained to me as we kissed very hard on the mouth...

This was it ... my first real kiss from a woman. Vigdis felt it and meant it somewhat, yes, but was heavily motivated by money. This was my first true lover’s kiss from a woman, with no ulterior motives, no desire other than to taste my lips with hers and vice versa. Jessica Adams gave me more tongue than I could get from a butcher. I certainly returned the favor, kissing her with rather intense passion myself.

“I fell in love with you almost at the same time that you did with me, I can just tell, Silvio. Now, let’s go to bed. Ruth, you don’t mind doing whatever Silvio wants in bed with us, do you?” Jessie told us.

“Not at all. What do you want, Silvio?” Ruth asked me directly as we began undressing at last for the first real threesome of my life.

“Right now, what I want is for you to mentor me in anal sex. Help me do it right. I’ve had my ass destroyed rather horribly in the past due to very rough and painful sodomy. I needed serious stitches to repair my cornhole. I never want to inflict that on another human being. I wouldn’t wish that on my worst enemy ... well, okay, maybe my Uncle Alois, but that’s about the extent of it. If you could help ... ease things along, make it enjoyable for everyone, that would be the best thing that you could do. I trust you to help me do this as it should be,” I urged Ruth.

“You’re a wise man, Silvio. That’s the best possible answer that you could give,” Ruth told me as she put me on my back, “for the first time of anal sex, especially when it’s your first time as the penetrator of a woman’s anus ... I recommend cowgirl or reverse-cowgirl. It lets the woman set the pace of strokes. This is very important, because it removes the worry of you going too hard or fast for her level of readiness, you know.”