The Love Shack Pt. 02

July told me she didn't take the news well, disappearing for three days and looking like warmed-over shit when she returned. She also told me she went into a screaming rant at the announcement of the twins' birth.

I really didn't understand why, it had been years and I was long past it. She remarried about a year later, to a small, meek man who she ruled with an iron fist. July said they still went to swinger's parties, but there was an added wrinkle as both wore bruises every time they returned from one. She was clearly upset. I bit the bullet and called her.

Bonnie was surprised to hear my voice. I hadn't spoken to her in almost a year and a half. Never saw the need. After her hello she quickly went into bitch mode. "You sure you got time to talk to me? Don't you have twins to wrangle? Is she cheating on you old, wore out ass yet?"

"Not that I know of," I said grinning. "You'll alert me if she shows up to any of your parties, won't you? How are those going? You're getting kind of long in the tooth for that sort of thing, don't you think?"

I heard the sharp intake of her breath and jumped in before she could get started. "The reason I called is July says you're getting into some kinky stuff. She says you come back bruised and sore and have stripes on your body. This isn't my business, but you need to rethink what you're doing. Our kids are afraid to have the grandbabies around you. Suzie asked July if you been bad, because you looked like you'd had a spanking. That's all I wanted to say. Well, there is this. Despite what happened between us you deserve happiness and I don't think you're happy. Slay your demons, Bonnie, before you lose everyone you care about."

I think she was crying when I hung up.

July told me a couple of months later Bonnie and her new husband had separated, and six months after that she was divorced. Since we were still technically in business together, I had Jen sign a prenup and insisted she have her new husband do the same. I heard there was a pretty big fight about that but he eventually signed. When the divorce started, he tried to break his but it went nowhere fast thanks to her lawyer.

When the twins were six, she married for the last time. He was a couple years older and a big, no nonsense type of guy. I liked him immediately. He sought me out, wanting to know our history. I told him we had been married for over twenty mostly happy years when our priorities changed and we took different life paths. He just grunted.

"She said you were too nice to tell the truth. She told me everything, why you broke up, her lifestyle afterwards. She says she's been out of the lifestyle for three years and is willing to sign a prenup that puts her in a very awkward place if she cheats. I think I'm willing to take a chance on her. It seems like you landed on your feet."

We were sitting at my kitchen table and he was staring out the patio door at Jen and the kids. I grinned. "I got lucky. At least that what she tells me every day. I'm starting to think there might be something to it. If you love her, marry her. Just keep your eyes open. Before what happened, she was a really good wife. I wish you the best."

Six months later July gave us a rundown of the wedding. Luckily her youngest was available as flower girl, and one of his grandsons was the ringbearer. She said it was a simple, beautiful service and they both stressed the words 'cleave only unto each other'.

Jen smiled and said she was truly glad her mother was happy, then went back to the wedding plans for Vickie and Rhonda. I was best man and Jen was Matron of Honor. Vick wore a nice tux and Rhonda had a very nice gown. It was a beautiful service. I don't think there was a dry eye in the house after they exchanged vows. Later, at the reception, I danced Vickie over the very spot of our adventure. I leaned down and whispered in her ear. "I can still smell the body lotion. She burst out into a laugh and snuggled tighter.

*****

Annette asked me a few months later why I agreed to the Mazola Party.

"I did it for Jen. She was always the one left out when we went down memory lane. I think she wanted this so she would be on equal footing with me and the rest of you guys. Shared common memories tend to bond people closer together."

I sighed. "I also did it because of Bonnie. She was in the same situation Jen was in, she just handled it very badly. If it had been just you guys, I could have lived with it and probably had a good time just like we did with Jen. Instead, she plotted and connived behind my back, setting up what was essentially a gangbang with mostly strangers. There was no respect, no mutual decision, she just decided and bulled through, draggin me along. You ever think about doing it again?"

"With you guys? No. Ed and Sandy have spent a weekend with us here and there. Nothing preplanned, nothing all consuming, just friends sharing a more intimate relationship. I asked Jen once at a girl's night out if she would consider doing it again, and she shut me down fast."

"I can hear her now."

"I got a good man, and a beautiful set of babies. It was fun but it will never happen again. To be honest, the thought of having sex with anyone else makes me a little queasy now. It was fun and fulfilled my desires, but it's not something I want to repeat."

Then she smirked. "Sometimes we tease each other on our nights out, dancing and grinding on each other. I bet there's been a few times when she came home with hard nipples and wet panties and proceeded to fuck your brains out."

I leaned in and kissed her. For some reason she flamed red before thanking me and promising to keep it up.

We still have Naked Hot Tub nights, but not as often. We live farther away now and all the rest have careers and responsibilities, so we don't see them as often as we'd like. We hold our private hot tub nights once in a while and make out like teenagers before taking it to the bedroom. Life is good.

*****

Thanks for reading. I mentioned it on another site, I'm getting older and don't want any unfinished stories left in my file. I have roughly a hundred in some form of completion and I promised myself I'd try to get as many as possible done before I started something else.

Lately I've been looking at the Brother Love series, and I intend to do as many Rocky Raccoon stories as I can put out. Time will tell how successful I am.

As always, I appreciate votes and comments and thank you for both. Until next time,

Q