“You okay, Mark?”
“I’m fine, Mike. Why?”
“You’re looking a little… Hmmm, I guess the word is tender…”
I looked up to see a smug grin on his face. Chris was trying and failing not to laugh. “Good weekend?” the latter asked.
I leaned back, taking a sip of my coffee. “Cindy organised a little gangbang.”
The two men shared a long glance before looking back at me. “Fuck off! Seriously?”
Grinning and nodding, I replied, “Seriously. Cindy, Emma, who you know well, Melanie, Alexa, Georgie and Cass.”
“And the gangbang was of you?”
“Yep. Friday night, they spent a good few hours pounding me hard. After that, on Saturday, I enjoyed some time with them individually. Sunday, Alexa utterly destroyed me for a couple of hours.” I sipped at my drink before smirking. “Ten inches between her legs.”
“Holy shit!” Chris exclaimed, “And she fucked you with that?”
“Fucking nailed me, mate. That’s why I’m still feeling tender this morning. Can’t take that big a girlcock for as long as I did and sit comfortably afterwards.”
They shared another glance. “So… Are you only a bottom now or something?”
“No. When I’m with Cindy, I’m generally not. But Cindy organised it with her friends. Most of them are, what do you call it, versatile? Switch? Basically, they like it both ways.” I paused before adding, “I think I might have more than one girlfriend now. I mean, Cindy and I are in love. But there’s no doubt at least two of her friends like me quite a lot too. But Cindy and I have already talked. I’m not interested in an open relationship or a poly relationship. Weekends like we just had? Sure, it was fun but I don’t think it’s something that would work permanently.”
They shared another glance before grinning at me. “Glad you’re living the good life now, Mark,” Mike finally said, “How are things with Megan?”
“We text nearly every day. Cindy is trying to set her up with a friend or two, a girl like her who is interested in women.”
“What about anything with you and Megan again?”
Shrugging, I replied, “I think it might happen, but I’ll leave it for Cindy and her to decide. I won’t say no… Probably…”
“So the relationship is okay now?”
“I’ve forgiven her. I think she needs to forgive herself now. She’s been beating herself up for so long that she’s almost afraid of moving on. Part of me honestly doesn’t mind that I’m still a shoulder for her to lean on.”
“You’re far too fucking magnanimous at times, Mark. If my ex-partner showed his face at mine again, the police would find him buried in the backyard.”
Chris and I chuckled at that. “Honestly, mate, what you went through was worse than me. Megan cheated on me with one guy for a couple of months. Richard was fucking around on you nearly the entire time.”
“So, you now have girlfriends. When’s the big family gathering?” Mike wondered.
“Natalie is with us this weekend, so it’ll be a sedate weekend in comparison to the weekend just gone. Next time I have Natalie, we’re going to take Cindy’s mother and sister to meet my family on Saturday afternoon for dinner. Alexa, Emma and Georgie are going to join us. Cass is working while Melanie
isn’t interested in that just yet. She’s more about just having fun with us than letting feelings develop.”
It was a quiet couple of weeks for Cindy and I, particularly in comparison to the weekend just gone. We made love every night as always, but it had an air of domestic bliss more than anything. We just loved being around each other. Waking together every morning. Showering together. Sometimes fooling around, sometimes just cleaning ourselves and getting ready for the day. Cindy loved to be in control of the kitchen. Having learned that, I helped keep the apartment clean. Even at my bachelor pad, I’d kept it neat and tidy. It just lacked life.
Every evening, we’d be in the door at roughly the same time. She finished work later, so I would go to the gym before going home. Cindy cooked dinner, I would help, we’d eat, clean up, relax, make love, shower, then go to sleep.
We enjoyed dinner with Megan and the children again on Friday night, though we didn’t stay the night. Did I find Cindy and Megan kissing rather heavily a turn on when we left? I did. Did Megan feel my cock press into her when she kissed me? The colour to her cheeks and almost desperation in her eyes for me to stay nearly had me suggesting to Cindy we stay the night.
“Soon,” I whispered, “But… You know…”
“Megan, we’re good friends now, or so I hope,” Cindy added.
Megan smiled. “You are. It’s nice having friends again.” Many of the friends we’d shared as a couple had deserted her, and when I’d gone through my dark days, they’d done their best to reach out, but I hadn’t really responded. I’d got back in touch with a few of them, but it was tentative at best.
Cindy absolutely adored Natalie. I felt like a third wheel from time to time, though I was glad my daughter had someone to bond with again. My son, Greg, was always invited to come along too. He’d always have a place to sleep over at our place but he was close to sixteen and would likely start part-time work. He spent most of his time with his friends, whether gaming on-line or gaming at one of their houses. From what Megan told me, their relationship had improved significantly.
The next weekend we had to ourselves, Cindy and I agreed that we’d do absolutely nothing except laze around the apartment, except we might head out for lunch or dinner on the Saturday. It meant nothing more than keeping warm and comfortable, though Cindy looked sexy even in a loose top and tracksuit bottoms. She’d forego underwear, so at least I could easily tell when she got horny.
I made sure that my entire focus that weekend was on her. I cooked dinner Friday, Saturday and Sunday night. I pampered her all the time otherwise, practically acting like her servant. Whatever she wanted, within reason, I did for her. She figured out what I was doing on Friday night, so she ensured that my cock spent a lot of its time in her mouth or butt. Fairly sure that was doing me a favour at the same time, but she couldn’t stop smiling as we made love a few times each day.
The next week was when Cindy started to show some nerves about the upcoming family gathering. She’d already met my family, spoke to my mother and sister at least once a week, while we spoke to her mother and sister at least twice a week on the phone. But the meeting of families was a big thing, add to that Natalie would be there, Megan informing me on the Monday that Greg wanted to go too but would be busy, and that three of our friends would also be joining us. I knew that was going to spark conversations, particularly as Cindy and I spoke to Alexa every night, and she’d started texting me privately, though Cindy remained completely aware of what she was sending me. Nudes and videos, but also very sweet messages. Cindy had no problem with any of it, knowing how Alexa felt about me.
Collecting Natalie on Friday night again, we enjoyed dinner with Megan and the children. Natalie was still oblivious to the new dynamics, but Greg had figured it out. Once Natalie happily returned to her bedroom, he rather bluntly asked, “Dad, are you sleeping with Mum again?”
Megan blushed brightly. Cindy started giggling. I took a sip of my drink. “It’s awkward, Greg. I’m sure you’ve noticed your mother and I are getting on much better.”
“Dad, Mum’s still in love with you.” Megan stared at him, wide-eyed, but I could see the shimmer of tears building quickly. Cindy stopped giggling, taking her friend by the hand. “It’s true, Mum. I’m not blind. I know what happened between you and Dad. It’s obvious he’s forgiven you for it, and despite the fact you’re now divorced, I know how much you still love him. And it’s obvious Dad still has at least some feelings for you too.”
“You have a rather astute son there, Mark,” Cindy said.
“Do you still love him, Mum?” Megan nodded immediately, wiping her cheeks. To my surprise, Greg got up, walked around the table, and hugged his mother. “I’m sorry,” he said softly.
“I am too,” she whispered back.
He hugged her for a long time, Megan getting to her feet, realising how tall my son now was compared to his mother. It was a beautiful moment, Cindy moving to sit next to me. By the time they pulled apart, my son needed to wipe his eyes. “I’m sorry, Mum.”
She shushed him. “You’ve done nothing wrong, Greg. Nothing wrong at all. But I needed that. Thank you.”
“I love you, Mum.”
I couldn’t help smile at those four words, unsure when Megan would have heard them before. She nearly broke down again, managing to return her love for him as they hugged again. Cindy cuddled into me, hearing her quietly cry to herself for a couple of minutes. She was more than aware of everything. Greg hugged me and Cindy before he returned to him room, Cindy hugging Megan as I walked away to ask if Natalie was ready to join us. Excited as always, Cindy took her by the hand, leading her to the car.
“We raised two good children,” I said, “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine, Mark. I needed to hear that from him. Our relationship hasn’t been the best for a few years now.”
“Still interested in meeting a friend of Cindy’s?” She grinned and nodded. “Cindy will probably give you her phone number first so you can talk on the phone before agreeing to meet. As you can imagine, it’s not always that simple.”
“If she’s anything like Cindy, I’m sure I’ll adore her rather quickly.”
Smiling, I hugged her. “Thank you.”
“No, Mark. I don’t know what to say or do most of the time you’re here nowadays. You’ve changed so much, all for the better. And I think she’s played a large part of that too.”
“You’ve changed too, Megan. You’re happier.”
“Because you’re back in my life, Mark,” she whispered, “That’s all I ever wanted.”