And Then There Were Three

by Renee Lindemann

  “Oh my God!” She finally managed to croak out, her voice low. “I love you two so fucking much.”

  We were so happy the chauffeur managed to beautifully capture that moment for us to show the kids and our family later. Mark shoved a handful of bills into the driver’s hand whispering something to him before joining us in the car. With Nicole and I flanking both sides, we began a heavy round of kissing. Mark allowed his hands to caress both our exposed legs. I unbuttoned his shirt, caressing his chest. Nicole and I would kiss each other in front of Mark’s lips driving him crazy while our tongues caressed one another. Together we attacked his neck with long strokes of our tongues, Mark groaned appreciatively. We both dropped our hands to his lap as the car continued to drive, where we had no idea.

  “Oh fuck,” Mark whined as we caressed him through his slacks. Nicole did the honors releasing him much to our combined delight. Mark dropped his head against the back of the seat as we both stroked his length in rapid succession. I was the first to take my husband into my mouth. Mark instructed Nicole to put her feet up on the seat. This allowed him to pull her panties down with ease. Quickly he pulled the zipper down on my dress as I continued to suck and tease him. The one arm in a sleeve was freed, as were my ample breasts. With a quick tug of my dress I was on my knees on the seat. My breasts covered my husband’s erection as he positioned Nicole’s exposed goods in front of my face. My breasts continued to caress his erection as I licked my fiancée. Nicole moaned loudly as Mark slipped a finger inside Nicole. Together we turned her into a quivering mass moaning loudly. I shared the taste of Nicole with Mark, who hungrily sucked my tongue and lips. Nicole took my nipple into her mouth sucking greedily as she stroked Mark. After freeing my nipple from Nicole’s mouth, I slipped my panties off. Lifting the long fabric of my dress my husband pushed inside my dripping body. I cried out as we moved in unison, faster and then faster. Nicole touched herself as she watched us fuck fast.

  “Oh E, you feel so fucking good.”

  “Mark, oh baby yes,” I cried as my orgasm surged threw my body. I passionately kissed my husband before motioning Nicole to try Mark as if he were a rollercoaster ride. Nicole and Mark groaned in agreement as they connected. I took turns kissing them as they moved.

  “Make my fiancée come Mark,” I ordered. Nicole placed her hands on Mark’s shoulder, her new diamond ring glistening. Mark gripped her hips and plowed into Nicole who screamed. Slowing his rhythm Mark gave her time to reach orgasm. After several monster thrusts Mark spilled everything he had inside her as she clinched around him. The look of absolute satisfaction spread across Nicole and Mark’s faces. Forever the mom, I produced baby wipes for us to clean up while the car continued to drive aimlessly. We took our place on either side of Mark, once our clothes were properly arranged. Mark lifted the sunroof enjoying the rush of cool air. Snuggled into Mark’s arms, we enjoyed another hour of driving before heading home.

  We gingerly exited the limo, with the chauffeur practically panting. It didn’t occur to me while we were making love that he heard every single word. I am sure his imagination was working overtime with the sounds coming from the back seat. I thought the driver was going to hug Mark as a show of solidarity for having his way with two willing women. After checking on the kids, who were all safe in their beds, we opted for a shower. Inside the shower Mark tenderly made love to both of us, before coming inside me.

  “I have to come in both of you every chance I get,” Mark explained. “So that when it’s just you two, it’s like I am still participating.”

  Mark laughed at his explanation. Nicole and I both threw our towels at him. The bed was screaming our name as we slipped into simple pajamas for rest. My sleep was short-lived as I awoke later that night to what sounded like crying. Panicked I hurriedly looked for my bathrobe before I realized it was coming from our bathroom. I gingerly opened the door to find Nicole sitting on the floor looking at her engagement ring crying.

  “What’s the matter sweetheart? Are you having second thoughts?” I questioned worry lacing my face.

  “No Eva, I am really happy. I never thought I could be this happy,” Nicole cried. I lowered myself to the floor taking her in my arms.

  “It’s okay sweetheart. You know that we would never hurt you.”

  “I now Eva. I just keep thinking if you were not strong enough to love me, I wouldn’t be here with my new family,” Nicole sobbed into my bathrobe sleeve.

  “Oh sweetheart, you are so irresistible. We will always be your family. We love you so much Nicole.”

  She continued to cry for a few more minutes. I retrieved a washcloth tenderly washing her face. When she finally stopped crying I could see the wonderful smile emerging. Inside our bedroom Nicole stopped me before I could get into the bed. The bathrobe hit the floor as she pulled up my pajama shirt. I hissed as she took my nipple into her mouth gently massaging the other. I pulled the tank top over her head before yanking down her pajama bottoms. On the bed Nicole laid on top of me explored my mouth. Being pelvis to pelvis was a rush like none other. Using a light rhythm we rocked together, the sensation of which was marvelous. I allowed my fingertips to lightly cascade down her back as we enjoyed the soft motion. Eventually Nicole lowered her head between my thighs as my back arched. Mark continued to snore next to us as she brought me to a quiet near orgasm, refusing to let me finish. With Nicole positioned over my face, she continued her work on my lower half. The ability to give pleasure while providing pleasure was a tricky line to walk. Several times I paused my work because she was hitting a particularly good spot and vice versa.

  “I stand corrected on any of my previous statements. This is the sexiest thing I have ever seen in my life,” he said glaring at us in the sixty-nine position. Nicole finally allowed me my release and I returned the favor several minutes later.

  “I just wanted to watch that,” Mark said snuggling back under the covers, with an obvious erection. Nicole and I gave a few naughty giggles as we pounced on him. Together we licked, sucked, and teased him to a very happy ending.

  *****

  Mark and I walked arm in arm down the makeshift aisle after the kids. The rose colored sleeveless gown with lace detailing over the breasts and gathered chiffon at the bodice was the perfect dress for this occasion. The charcoal gray three piece suit worn by Mark complimented the rose color of his tie and handkerchief. Standing eagerly before Nicholas we waited for Nicole. Nicholas not only doubled as a fantastic actor/dancer, but unofficial minister to gay and lesbian couples in his spare time. The music began as our backyard a wash of white and rose-colored flowers came to life with the entrance of Nicole. Considering neither of us was privy to her dress we both gasped at the sight of our lovely bride. I felt the tears immediately cascade down my cheeks as Mark wiped quickly at the few escaping tears on his own cheek. Nicole looked positively exquisite on the arm of her grandmother. The long rose-colored lace gown with center front slit was perfect on Nicole. The gathered center knot at the waist made this romantic dress perfect for this very romantic day.

  I could see the parents in the front row and there were very few dry eyes in attendance. Even Junior let out a few tears as Nicole made her way down the aisle. Sabrina and Celeste were full on crying as Nicole approached us. With the exception of an ever scowling Amber and Monica, my friends were all reaching for tissues. Nicole reached us as her grandmother gave us both kisses before taking her seat.

  “You look absolutely stunning sweetheart,” I managed to squeak out. Mark nodded his agreement unable to find the words. Nicholas with a passionate flair conducted our simple ceremony were we presented Nicole with an additional ring. Nicole added an extra band to our rings as a symbol of our joint commitment. Words were difficult as both Mark and I stumbled through our vows. Nicole managed to get through her vows with grace before giving into her own emotions. We managed to calm her enough to finish the ceremony. After our non-legal pronunciation, we walked proudly each taking one of Mark’s hands. We made the necessa
ry thanks before whisking our emotional bride to our room. The caterers converted the backyard into a reception while we were away.

  “It’s okay sweetheart,” we said hugging her tightly. Nicole continued to sob uncontrollably.

  “I am just so happy. I love you both so much,” she whimpered.

  “We know that Nicole. We love you too,” Mark reassured wiping her tears. It took us a few more minutes to get Nicole ready for the small reception. The music was blaring as we reentered the backyard with our blushing bride.

  No matter how unorthodox this union, it felt completely normal. With our kids and our new bride, we looked forward to a long future together. We looked forward to continuing the trend of making our own rules. Those rules however would most certainly be laced with love.

  The End!

  About The Author

  Renee Lindemann has been writing for over ten years, mostly for friends and family. Her husband finally convinced her that it was time to start the publishing process. Love and the beauty of adult relationships have always fascinated Renee. Renee brings her brand of contemporary adult love stories to a very captive audience. When Renee is not writing sizzling stories she works as a registered nurse. Renee lives with her husband, four daughters, an old beloved housecat named Punk, and a Ball Python named Blake the Snake.

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