"Aren't we going to have drinks while we play?" Alexa asked.
"Sure, I can fix those," I said happily, appreciating how getting behind the bar could help hide my arousal.
"No, I'll get them." Riley floated to the liquor dispensary before me. "You go ahead and rack your balls so we can get the fun going."
"Oh my God!" Alexa said. "Did Riley just make a sexual joke?"
When the laughter died down, we began our first game of eight ball. I took Riley as my partner since we all figured that she might have the least amount of success at this point. That put Alexa tag teaming with Jada, which was something they might be doing with me soon if Alexa decided to share your lover. I sunk all our balls and the eight ball to only two of their balls going in. The second game was a little closer, but I still won. I mean, Riley and I won. She even pocketed a ball in that game. After that, Alexa and Jada kept coming up with silly rules to prevent me from dominating the game. Finally, I lost the seventh game to them. I had a very difficult time operating the pool cue one handed as they required with a good buzz on.
The drinks were flowing nicely as we had our fun, and everybody was at least a little tipsy. It was funny to see how touchy Riley got when she was drinking. Nothing sexual, mind you, but she had to touch your arm every time she was speaking to you. And she gave the other girls a few hugs with unusual timing as well.
Alexa was having way too much to drink, in my opinion. I knew that she would fall asleep immediately when we went to bed. I didn't need sex every day, but the way things were going there in the game room, my body was clearly anticipating something.
"Sweetie," I said to Alexa, pulling her aside once again. "Did you want some water? Or something more to eat?"
"No, Mason," she answered with a slur. "I know. I know. I won't be in good shape to have sex with you tonight. But, that's okay because I don't need the attention tonight."
"Oh," was all I could say.
"You, however, will be getting plenty of sex," she said. "I doubt that Jada will be too drunk to perform."
"I'm not comfortable with you making that decision while you are drinking, Lexie."
"I didn't. I made it when I was sober earlier today. And Jada already knows, so don't sweat it."
"Still...." I said.
"Mason, I love you very much. And I love Jada, just not in the same way, of course. But it would be devastating if Jada left us to go find herself a man. I think you should do it. We'll be okay. I'm sure of it."
It wasn't much later that Alexa orchestrated our opportunity. She declared that she was ready for bed and asked Riley if she would walk her there. Riley, of course, offered to take first watch again. However, her tiny body was struggling with the alcohol more than anyone else's. She could barely walk. Jada declared that she would take first watch instead. But I announced that no one needed to stay up at night anymore. We had secured the building well enough that we shouldn't have to worry about it. So, the two thinner women wandered off to bed after giving Jada and I both hugs and sloppy kisses. Well, Riley’s kisses were not sloppy at all. She still had that way of barely touching your lips.
"So," Jada said, leaning against the pool table.
"So," I replied, leaning beside her. "I understand that you and Alexa had a talk."
"Yes, we did."
"She didn't mention it to me until just a few minutes ago. Were there any rules that I should know about?"
"Rules?" Jada asked. "You mean like no kissing? Or, that I couldn't orgasm? No, of course not. We are free to do as we please. I just need to respect that she is your first and most important woman. In fact, in case you are not aware of it, she considers herself your wife. And, for the record, so do I. I have a lot of respect for that woman of yours. The way I see it, being your second choice here is a much better option for me than anything I could hope for out there. It took a while for me to humble myself to the point that I could appreciate that. Now, here I am."
"I understand," I nodded. "So, how do we go about this?"
"Nervous?"
"Kind of."
"Well, don't be," she whispered as she moved in front of me. I was still ass up against the billiards table. She spread her legs to put her knees to the outside of mine, resting her rock-hard abdomen against my crotch as she caressed my chest and shoulders. When she looked into my eyes from that position, I could not deny her amazing beauty. Or her incredible sexiness. Or even how much I desired her. We kissed softly. And again. We literally spent several minutes mostly kissing. Oh, our hands wandered, of course. I had my fingers all over her back, arms, and then her ass. My God, what a perfect ass she had. Her hands wandered likewise, caressing my upper body, eventually grabbing me gently through my shorts.
I continued to kiss her passionately as she pulled my erection out to stroke. Her top came off then to reveal her award-winning breasts. Before I could reach for her shorts she had dropped to her knees. Her oral skills were well beyond anything I had ever experienced, or even knew were possible. I had to stop her before she went too far. Once completely naked I returned the favor, bringing her to a screaming orgasm. It didn't even take that long. We both wanted this so bad.
We left our clothes scattered on the game room floor as she led me by the hand to her bedroom. If the other girls were awake and about it would have been quite a sight to see. She pulled back the sheets and sat down on the edge of the bed, guiding me to her mouth once again.
"No," I said. "I'm too excited."
"Okay," she whispered. "I just want to do a very good job for you. How do you want me then?"
I guided her to a missionary position and tried to take it slow. My passion for this cocoa goddess was too much, though, and I kept raising her sexy legs up. I had to stop myself short time and time again. Then, I had her on all fours facing the headboard as I entered her from behind. The view again was so incredible that I didn't last but a minute. When I reached the point of no return, she joined me, screaming out once again.
After that superlative performance we laid there for a while silently, her head on my chest. I caressed her silky skin so softly. I never believed that the color of a person's skin or their race determined anything about them. But Jada's skin felt so smooth it was just felt like candy to my touch, matching its chocolate appearance.
"Are we okay?" Jada finally asked.
"Sure," I replied hesitantly, not really expecting the question in the first place.
"I hope so," she said. "I love you both and don't want to hurt either of you. Please take care of Alexa so she doesn't regret her decision."
"I will. I promise."
"Good," she said. "So, when can we do this again?"
"I don't know. Let's see how Alexa feels tomorrow and the next day. Hopefully, we can get together soon.
"I would like that," she said as she kissed my chest again.
"I'll try to last much longer next time."
"Why?" Jada asked. I figured she was trying to protect my ego. "Hey, I had a fantastic time. I wouldn't change a thing."
"Me, too. Me, too."
Shortly thereafter I dismissed myself and went back to my room where Alexa was sound asleep. I tried not to wake her but couldn't resist putting my arm around her slender waist causing her to stir.
"Sorry to wake you sweetie. Love you."
"Love you, too, Mason. So, how did it go?"
"Did you want to know the details?"
"No, not really. I just want to know if you both got what you needed out of it. And," she hesitated, "if you still want me."
"Oh goodness, Alexa. I want you more than ever. You are the prefect woman, really."
"Yeah?" I could tell she was working up her nerve to say something. Then, "Would I make a good wife?"
"The best," I answered. I could be a little dim witted sometimes, but at that moment I knew what she wanted. What she needed. What we both needed, really, to make this new world work properly for us.
I tilted her headed so she could look me in the eyes. Then
said, "Alexa, you are the love of my life, and I always want you with me. Would you do me the great honor of being my wife?"
She cried. Then she nodded. Then she cried some more. Finally, she said through the tears, "Yes, Mason. I would love to be your wife."
I fell asleep thinking, "what a perfect day."
CHAPTER FIFTEEN:
I began the next morning in the arms of the most wonderful woman on the planet, once again. She held me so tight that I couldn't bring myself to get out of bed, despite my work list calling me. Eventually, Alexa declared that it was time for coffee. We started our new morning routine together. I checked to make sure the building was secure as she started up our hot coffee process and figured out breakfast.
Once Jada and Riley joined us, I made my way upstairs before it got too hot up there. I kept my greeting with my new athletic lover brief intentionally so as not to offend my wife. Jada seemed to understand quickly, but still managed to plant a brief smooch on my lips before I broke the embrace. I had no idea if the kiss went unnoticed as I was heading for the ladder already.
There were suitable peek holes in all directions in the attic. Some adjustments would need to be made to enable me to use the binoculars easily through two of the vents, but I was happy with the situation overall. I couldn't spot any human forms in our new yard, but there were a few deer, and some rabbits. So far, we were off to a very good start in our new home. We had chosen the place without doing extensive recon on the area. For all we knew we put ourselves in a hotbed of rotter or clan activity. But there was no evidence to suggest that yet.
Breakfast was ready when I returned downstairs. I could smell the coffee easily as well as something made with cinnamon. Riley was in the process of setting the dining room table with plates and silverware. This house was not only better than our place at the old beer store, it was much nicer than the home I grew up in. I began to feel like a king, especially with the affection of Alexa and Jada, as well as the respect and admiration of Riley.
I declared to my devoted women that I had chosen Alexa as my wife and was prepared to have a ceremony. However, Alexa made it clear that a formal arrangement would not be necessary. She did insist that I get her a decent ring, though. I could find it in a house, or steal it from a store, she didn't care, but it had to fit. And it had to be "wow". I put the task at the top of my list.
As the day continued, I couldn't help but notice that Alexa was acting a little differently around Jada. She was keeping her emotional distance, so to speak. I guessed that it was to be expected, but I feared how much damage to our group dynamic may have been done by my sexual escapade the night before. I made a concerted effort to show more affection to the one and less to the other. Jada gave me a stare and a weak smile that I assumed meant that she understood what was going on but was not at all happy about it. Shortly after that I was able to overhear the two women talking in the other room when Jada finally had the opportunity to approach Alexa in private.
"Alexa? Are we okay?"
"Sure," Alexa replied, unconvincingly.
"I can tell that you are not happy with me," Jada said. "I'm sorry if I have offended you. I tried my best to only do what you allowed."
"I know," Alexa said. "It's my own fault. I'm the one that made the decision to allow you to have sex with my man. I can’t help feeling now like it may have been a mistake. Maybe I'll get over it eventually."
"What can I do?" Jada asked.
"Nothing."
"Alexa, please. Talk to me. I want to make this work for all of us. If you're not happy, I'm not happy. And I know Mason will not be happy. What can I do?"
"I said, nothing! There is nothing anyone can do now. The deed is done," Alexa choked out as she started to cry. I refrained from rushing into the room to comfort her. Peeking around the corner, though, I could see that Jada was already giving her a hug, and Alexa received it without issue. It was a while before they spoke again, but I waited patiently.
"So, did the two of you have a good time last night?" Alexa asked without looking directly at her friend.
"I'm not going to lie, Alexa. I had a great time. Thank you so much for sharing. I know that is not an easy thing to do. You are a strong and brave woman, despite how you are feeling right now."
"Did he have any hesitation at least?" Alexa asked.
"Girl," Jada replied. "Make no mistake about it. Mason loves you more than anything else in this world. And that will never change. You can be confident of that."
"Do you love him, too?"
Jada hesitated, then took a deep breath. "Yes, I think I might. But that doesn't mean that I will try to take him from you."
"How long can you stay happy being his second woman?" Alexa asked. "I don't think I could do it."
"We're in a new world and I have to make adjustments. We all do. Even Mason. Do you think he would even consider having a second lover if things were still the same as before? No way. He is devoted to you."
"If I change my mind and want to keep him to myself, will that cause you to leave us?"
"Maybe. I don't know. I don't want to go."
"I don't want you to go, either," Alexa replied, pulling Jada close again for another embrace.
"Then let's make this work, dear," Jada said. "Let's make it work the best we can for all of us. I want to help and support you in every way I can. Just, please, don’t shut me out."
When the two of them came back into the living area I pretended like I had no idea what they were talking about. Unfortunately, I was a terrible liar. And Alexa would know anyway. Hell, she probably knew I was eavesdropping just by reading my emotions while they were talking. She had gotten very good at not letting it affect her.
"I need to go on a quick supply run," I announced. "I think I'll just take Riley with me this time."
"No, I should go, too," Alexa insisted. "You need me to sense danger."
"Not this time, I think. Between Riley's speed burst and my deflection ability, I think we'll be alright. You two should stay here and chill out."
"You don't think I'm able to help you in my current emotional state," Alexa stated. "I get it. I disagree, but I appreciate where you are coming from. But why not take Jada?"
"I want her here so you two can protect each other while I'm gone. We should avoid having any of us on their own from now on."
"And," Alexa stated. "You don't want me here by myself wondering what you and Jada are doing together elsewhere. Okay."
"Mason is a smart leader," Riley announced.
Jada barred the door securely after we exited. We came up with a knock system that would let each other know who it was at the door just in case we had to be too quiet to be heard through the boarded windows verbally. Some of them walkie talkies would probably come in handy now that our clan was growing. I would have to keep an eye out for some. I carried Jada's hatchet with me while Riley brought along the small baseball bat. I also took Earl's rifle this time. I was not comfortable using a gun, or shooting to kill, but maybe it would help ward off would be attackers.
"What kind of supplies do we need, Mason?" Riley asked as we walked tentatively around the pool house.
"None, really, but we'll grab anything useful while we're out."
"Then what is our primary objective, if you don't mind me asking."
"I need to get Alexa an engagement ring. I imagine we can worry about wedding bands later. I think that a big ring on her finger might go a long way in stabilizing our household," I said. "I assume that you already know about Jada and I spending some time together last night."
"Yes, I have been told that the two of you had sex," she replied as if it was of no serious consequence. "But I thought it had already been agreed upon. It came as no surprise when Jada told me this morning."
"Jada told you, did she? What all did she say?"
"Not much, that I can repeat comfortably. She did say that you were a great unselfish lover."
"Well, that was nice of her. How do you read this situation
between Jada and Alexa? I mean our love triangle. I'd really like to know more than what I can see for myself, if you don't mind talking about it."
Riley paused. For a moment I thought she might refuse to reveal anything useful. I couldn't blame her. I always tried to stay out of other people's messes. It seemed like you were more likely to make things worse anyway. But now, the way things were. I might not even be alive if Alexa had stayed out of my mess back when I faced Earl and the two girls. Jada probably wouldn't be alive if we didn't get involved when she was surrounded by the stinkies at the church.
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