Kathy held my hand and their eyes went to the gesture, looking at the diamond rings that adorned our fingers. Kathy must have heard the break in my voice and knew how hard this was for me. I was not used to my family being silent on any topic, so this was a first, and it was killing me.
“Dad?” I called to the most reasonable of the bunch, but he hung his head in shame.
“Mom?” The tears ran down her face and my heart broke.
“Mr. and Mrs. Callaway, I love your daughter very much, and…”
“Don’t say another word,” my father said through gritted teeth. “You will never be a part of this family. Both of you leave, right now!”
“Dad…”
“Leave, River!”
“Come on, honey,” Kathy whispered and picked up my keys from the sofa.
She held my hand and led me to the door leaving my heart in pieces at my family’s feet. I took one look at their faces, knowing that I was seeing them for the very last time.
Chapter 13
Kathy led me out of the house and closed the door behind us, leaving silence inside. She put me in the passenger’s seat of my car and took the wheel. We drove home in silence with the lump still stuck in my throat, but the tears unable to come. I knew how the night would end, but I didn’t know it would hurt so much. I felt so bad for Kathy that she was hopeful for a different outcome, and I knew she was really disappointed. She placed her hand on mine as she used one hand to maneuver the car that was not as advanced as hers, but she was a skilled driver, despite being mostly chauffeur-driven.
“Baby, I’m so sorry,” I said and started to cry as she drove into the garage.
“Honey, please don’t. Come let’s relax in a warm bath and just focus on us and our family. It’s their loss. OK?” she said as she caressed my face.
“OK,” I said and got out of the car.
Kathy led me to the bathroom and I sat on the stool, looking in the mirror as she prepared the bath for us. I looked at her as she removed her clothes then stood naked waiting for our bath to be perfect. I should remove my clothes, but I did not have the energy, besides, I felt better just sitting and looking at my wife’s perfect body that I had licked every inch of. Her ass was one of my many weaknesses, and I could still see my teeth marks from our last lovemaking. She turned to me and caught me checking her out in the mirror, and as attractive as I was to her, she knew I did not have the energy to make a move.
Kat walked over to me and slowly removed my clothes as my body reacted to her slight touches. With whatever little strength I had left, I pulled her to me and took a nipple in my mouth. I needed her to ease my mind and release the tension that had taken my body hostage. Kathy grabbed the back of my head and forced her breast deeper into my mouth. Her moans comforted me and rid my mind of the horrors of the day, from my job to my family. Kat pulled her breast from my mouth and hurriedly removed my clothes then led me into the warm bubbles that awaited us. She came in beside me as the candles cast a dim light that added to the feeling of deep relaxation as our bodies wrapped around each other.
Kathy’s breasts rubbed against mine and my clit started to throb. I brought my fingers between her legs and slipped a couple between her folds.
“Aah! Fuck yes,” she said and bit into my neck. I rubbed her pussy and she started moving her hips.
I put two fingers together and slipped them deep inside her, and I almost came at the feeling of the grit of her inside against my fingers.
“Kat...oh fuck. Inside you feel so good.,” I said as I slid in and out of her with my fingers. “Give me your nipples.”
She moved to give me access to her breasts and I moved in on them, ravaging them with such desperation to quell the raging passion inside me. She was all that mattered to me and enjoying her this way drowned out the noise of my family, my coworkers, her family, everyone and anything that threatened our happiness. Everything would be fine. As long as I had Kathy by my side, to hell with the rest of the world.
“Don’t stop, baby...I’m cumming,” she said and a wheezing sound left her lips as my fingers fucked her.
“Cum in my mouth,” I said and helped her to turn over with her ass in the air.
I rinsed the bubbles off her and got lower. Her pussy was beautiful and inviting, begging me to suck every drop of cum out of her body. I licked my lips because I was more than happy to oblige. I slid my tongue between her folds then slowly went up and down with it. I heard her cries and her ass started to shake, telling me she was dangerously close to an orgasm. I slowly sunk my tongue deep into her hole and she pushed her pussy back on it, sending me deeper inside her. Kathy started slamming her ass into my face as she worked toward one of her most powerful orgasms, and her juice saturated my tongue.
“Oh fuuuuuuuck! I’m going to fucking...I can’t….shiiiiiit….fuuuuuuuck!” she cried out as her pussy pulsated on the tongue still trapped inside her.
It was the most amazing feeling to have the one you love experience such intense pleasure because of you. Kathy shook violently as waves upon waves of pleasure took its time to leave her body. I held her in place when it seemed like she was about to fall back into the water.
“Wait, babe. Let me…,” and my tongue was lapping at her drenched pussy to get every drop of her nectar.
“Stop...I can’t...fuck,” she said then slipped into the water.
“Taste it,” I said and brought my lips to her.
Our kiss was endless and we basked in the love and euphoria. Her lips were delicious and soft, and all I wanted to do was kiss them all night. However, Kathy had other plans.
“Bend over,” she said, putting me in the same position she had assumed earlier.
I was shaking before her tongue even touched me, and it was mind-blowing as I experienced exactly what I did to her earlier, maybe more. Kathy’s technique was that of a professional pussy-eater and was doing serious damage to my ability to endure a certain level of pleasure. I wanted to pull away from her because I had reached maximum capacity and was crying real tears as she washed my pussy inside and out with her tongue. It was too much to manage the pleasure and my orgasm had no choice but to make its way out of me. I held on to the tub and braced for one of the most insane orgasms of my life because Kathy didn’t seem as if she had any plans of being merciful, and it was time to pay me back for what I did to her earlier.
“Kat! Wait...I’m going to cum...just...nooooo! Fuuuuuuck!” I cried out as she held me tightly in place, sucked my pussy into her mouth and flicked her tongue rapidly over my clit. “I’m cuuuuummmming!”
My body turned to stone as my orgasm ripped through my body, and I wanted to push her away as she continued her merciless assault on my flesh. I came hard, and Kathy moaned as she enjoyed all I had to offer. I had never cum like this before I met Kathy, and it felt right and wonderful to share this experience with her. I convulsed as the last of my orgasm took its time to complete its wrath on my mind and body. I finally found the strength to get Kathy away from my swollen flesh so that I could at least breathe normally again.
“You are so cruel to me,” I said as Kat laid on me, sending me deeper under the bubbles.
“What have I done to you, my darling. Only what you did to me,” she smiled and kissed my lips.
“I at least allowed you to cum at a manageable rate. I did not keep eating you while you came.”
“And I appreciate the thoughtfulness, but I do things a little differently…”
“Like trying to give me an aneurysm?”
“Don’t exaggerate, babe. You sounded like you were enjoying it,” she said and started washing my body.
“I did enjoy it, honey,” I said then allowed my eyes to roam over her. “You’re so beautiful. I can’t believe you’re mine.”
“All of me,” she smiled and those eyes were the ones that got me the moment I saw them.
It was inevitable that we would end up together because having a wife was a story I couldn’t even make up, even if I tried. I
soaked in every inch of her as she moved and everything about her turned me on. I had to exercise immense control to not be eating every inch of her every second of the day. I considered myself so lucky to have found her, and for the way she had changed my life from the girl who had no luck with relationships, and the girl who was fighting to provide for herself. Now I had it all...except my family.
My love for Kathy came at a great cost. My family was a pain in the ass, but they were mine, and I never imagined my life without them, no matter how much I wished they were different. Their rejection of Kathy was a rejection of me and who I was. Kathy was my heart, and I felt like they ripped it out and threw it on the floor. There was no forgiveness for what they had done and they ultimately forced me to make a choice...and I did. It was painful, and the tears that fell from my eyes as Kathy brushed my hair told her everything. She wiped them away without saying a word, and I knew she understood what they meant.
“Come on, honey. Let’s have dinner. You’ll feel better,” she said and pulled me to my feet.
“I’m sorry, Kat,” I said, hanging my head in shame at what she had to witness.
“You warned me, but I had to see for myself, so it’s not your fault,” she said as she caressed my arm. “They are just shocked. They didn’t mean…”
“My family is not like that. They meant every word. They will never accept you, and if we have a child, they would want no part of it...unless it’s my flesh and blood,” I sighed. “I can’t have you and our child exposed to that. As heartbreaking as it is.”
“Well we both have issues to work out with our families,” she said and I shook my head. “I know you say there’s no hope, but I think we should try.”
“So are you going to speak to your father? He’s been calling for two weeks.”
“No. I’m not going to speak to him,” she said and led me to the elevator. “I have nothing more to say to him. He made himself clear.”
“He was just worried. It had nothing to do with me because, unlike my parents, he knows you’re gay and accepted that.”
“I begged them, Riv. You heard me,” she said as we walked into the kitchen. “They really hurt me. And you know what? I’m a grown woman. I can do whatever I want without including them, but I went to get their blessing anyway and look at how they treated us. I have nothing more to say to them."
Kathy called for the housekeeper on the intercom and took a bottle of wine from the chill rack and headed to the dining room.
"Babe, I know you're upset but your parents have had time to think about what you told them and...maybe they have accepted it and want to make amends. That’s probably why they have been trying to reach you,” I suggested.
“Honey, let's not talk about this right now because I feel like crying. They painted such a horrible picture of us having a relationship that you could have decided to walk away…”
“I would never do that.”
“If you knew that being with me would send me through a retrial, would you have stayed? And before you answer, remember that you turned down my marriage proposal for that reason, and I had to fight.”
I thought about it for a second because I wanted to answer her confidently, but I wanted to make sure it was accurate.
“No.”
“See? They could have fucked the whole thing up for me. I’m having a hard time forgiving them for that,” she said and started eating.
“But we’re married. Whatever could have happened, didn’t.”
“Babe, please eat.”
“Promise me you will think about fixing this thing with your parents,” I begged.
“I promise I will try to fix it once you start trying to fix it with yours.”
“My parents are not like your parents. That family would destroy ours. Absolutely no way would I allow them to do that.”
“Neither will I,” she said so firmly that I knew this topic had come to an end.
“So we’ll be going this alone?”
“I guess we will,” she said and went back to eating.
Kathy could be so stubborn and nothing could get her to relent unless she wanted to. There was a lot that I still didn’t know about her, and the longer we were together, the more evidence I saw of what her true personality was. There was nothing there that scared me. What has been revealed so far either made me more attracted to her or made me love her more. However, I sometimes wondered what was to come, which was a habit of mine with any new relationships I formed, including friendships.
“Riv?” she said, and I looked up from my plate. “Are you going to resign tomorrow?”
“I’m going to resign, but it will take a few days to make that transition, so I’ll go in and speak to Mr. Henderson. He’ll need me to bring the new person up to speed,” I said and my heart raced at the idea of having to walk away from my job, but Kathy was my wife and I need to take her wishes into consideration.
“How many days are we looking at?”
“Why is that necessary?”
“It’s necessary because I don’t want you dragging this out until it doesn’t happen.”
“It will happen. You don’t want me to work so…”
“It is not that I don’t want you to work. It’s just that I don’t like you being in such a stressful job with people bitching about you behind your back...and to your face.”
“I know. I get it. Three or four days could do it,” I said. “Mr. Henderson might be so upset that he tells me to leave right away.”
“I hope he does,” she said. “Riv, I understand that you are not used to just being at home or living the way I have, and I’m not stopping you from doing what you want, but I would rather you start your own business and be in charge. How about that? Think of a business idea and we’ll make it happen.”
“You would want me to start my own business?”
“If that would make you happy.”
“I’ll think about it. I might get so used to being spoilt that I might not want to do that either,” I said smiling at her.
“Well, being a mother is a full-time job, so we could go into that business,” she smiled, and her beauty caught me off guard every time.
“How many are we talking about?”
“Let’s not put a number on it. We could start with one, and now that you have cut your family off, you could spare me and go first,” she said and clasped her hands in prayer.
“No. I don’t believe I will be able to keep those people out of my life forever if they knew I have a biological child.”
“Then use my eggs.”
“What? Is that even possible?”
“It is. I researched it. That’s all I have been doing whenever I’m not with you. I want us to have a child so badly that it hurts,” she said. “Why don’t we start right now?”
“Of course...we could.”
“Are you scared?”
“A little.”
“I’ll be there to take care of you. Spoiling you, actually,” she held my hand as her face lit up.
“More than you already have?”
“Oh, you don’t know what I’m capable of. You just need to get our baby here safely and leave the rest to me,” she said as her smile threatened to rip her face in two.
“Your eggs, my body. Let’s do it.”
Chapter 14
It felt surreal that this was my life. I never imagined that staying at home could be this good. I adjusted the sunglasses on my face and my float took me around the pool as I relaxed with a glass of sparkling water in the holder. I was unable to drink plain water because my baby was resisting any other form of liquid other than something with fizz. Kathy would not allow me to have soda no matter how much I yelled at her that I needed it to survive. It turned out to have been the best idea because our baby had gotten accustomed to sparkling water so that’s all I had been drinking.
This pregnancy had turned me into a real bitch, but my wife took the abuse like a champ. She said she would take care of me and spoil me, and that
she did. During the period of fertility treatment and five months of pregnancy, Kathy had been amazing. She was so anxious for our daughter to get here and the wait was driving her crazy. I tried to give her space as she filled her mind with the contents of a hundred books, and decorating then redecorating the nursery. I stayed clear of all that work because I had been sick for four months. At the beginning of month five, I started to feel better, and now I could really enjoy my pregnancy.
There had been really sad days when my mind would stray to my grandmother who had officially written me off when she found out that I was involved in a lesbian marriage. It was really heartbreaking and I had no idea I would miss them so much. I tried to keep my feelings to myself because I did not want to worry Kathy, so I pretended that I was better off without them. The days when I was not depressed over my family, I was depressed over Kathy’s. She refused to forgive them, although she made progress and spoke to her mother on one of her many attempts to talk to her.
Her mother learned a couple of months ago that Kathy had gone ahead with the marriage and we were expecting our first child. Instead of her mother being happy about the news, she reacted by crying to Kathy that she did something wrong and should have listened to their advice. That closed the window of opportunity to forgive and move on. Since then, one by one her family members turned up or called, and one by one she rejected them. I begged her to forgive them, but she kept reminding me what happened when she tried with her mother.
There was light at the end of the tunnel though because she spoke with her father two days ago, and he decided to take a different approach by telling her that he was proud of her for standing firm and fighting for what she wanted. Unlike my family, they were prepared to accept their grandchild without any question of biology, and her father expressed how distraught he would be to not be a part of her life. He really seemed to get through to Kathy, but after she hung up the phone, she was so angry with him that it didn’t make sense to me. She was more upset with him than her mother, but I assumed that she expected more of him because of the relationship they had.
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