The Contract Ch. 07

"Courting? Did you say courting?"

"Yes, I have asked and received her father's permission to court her for marriage. I also told Motoko that I would be faithful to her during the courtship and that I expected her to be faithful to me during the courtship."

Rose turned to Motoko. "Is this true?"

Motoko nodded and started sobbing. Motoko fell down on her knees and started to plead with me.

Rose started to tear up, "I'm sorry Paul. I didn't know. I was just trying to help Motoko."

I turned to Motoko. "Motoko, I am not mad at you, but I need to know what things you two have done to each other. I can forgive you if you come clean right now. I also need to know if you would allow me to do that to Rose. I need to know if you think it was cheating."

Motoko and Rose started talking. They realized how much they had done together. Rose had accidentally brought Motoko to orgasm, which in my mind, completely violated being faithful to me. I had allowed a kiss in the van, but I was becoming horny just listening to how far they had gone. I was going crazy, I knew that I was supposed to feel outrage at Motoko being unfaithful, but I was eating it up. Each time a new thing was revealed, I asked Motoko if she wanted me to do that with Rose. Each time I thought of myself doing that to both Motoko and Rose. Motoko finally confessed that she was jealous of the night that I spent with Mary and Sherri, and that she knew that they wanted me to give them sperm to make children. She was afraid of me leaving her to be with the two of them.

I put my head in my hands, "Did I ever tell you I wanted to father their children, Motoko."

"No, Paul-sama."

"Motoko, I would only agree to do it if you would allow it. It would be your choice, not mine. So if this bothers you, I would never do it. I would have to respect my partner's wishes. It is the same for me with you. It should be my choice to allow you to do what you did with Rose. If I am bothered by what you did, then you should respect my wishes and be faithful to me. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Paul-sama."

I turned to Rose.

"Rose, will you allow me to hug and kiss you, and I mean a real kiss, in front of Motoko. I need her to feel what it's like for me to do it in front of her. This is only for a hug and a kiss, nothing more."

"OK."

"Motoko, may I hug and kiss Rose?"

Motoko had tears rolling down her face, and her hands were shaking, but she nodded.

I reached down and picked Rose out of the wheelchair and walked over to the couch. I gently placed Rose on the couch and sat beside her. I stroked her hair, and slowly embraced Rose. We held each other for a while before I brought myself towards her lips. We had a long passionate kiss, and it lingered as I held Rose against me. Rose melted into me as we continued to kiss and the passion welled up between us. I felt Rose press her body into mine, grinding her hips into me, begging for more. As we parted lips, we just stared at each other for a moment. I blinked and looked over at Motoko, and she was trembling and still crying.

I got up and went over to Motoko, I picked her up, and carried her over to a chair across from the sofa. I sat down in the chair and held Motoko, and stared at Rose. Motoko was facing away from Rose and could not see that our eyes were locked on each other. Rose was gently touching her lips, and staring back at me.

"Motoko, with that kiss, I forgive you for everything that you did with Rose."

Motoko held me close, and started kissing me on the neck. Rose and I continued to stare into each others eyes. Motoko placed her knees into the cracks on either side of the seat cushion and started grinding her torso against mine, as I continued to stare at Rose. Motoko started to moan, and I started to breath heavy, as did Rose. As Motoko continued to grind against me, Rose started to masturbate herself, while we seduced each other with our eyes. I needed to stop this, before it went too far.

I broke my embrace with Motoko, and got out of the chair. After placing Motoko back in the chair, I went down on one knee facing Motoko. I looked into her eyes, and kissed her hand.

"Motoko, I am going to make you an offer. Tonight, if you and Rose want to, we will do what I did with Mary and Sherri. We will have a threesome. You may want to feel what it's like, or, you may still feel guilty about what you did with Rose earlier this week. I don't care what your reason is, but I am willing to let both of us break from a monogamous relationship this one time. I will do whatever you and Rose want, but this has to be your decision. I have done this with Mary and Sherri, so I know how it feels. I don't want you wondering for the rest of your life if you would want this. This is better done in the courtship, and not after we are married. After tonight, we will go back to how we were. If you say "yes", I will insist that you not only make love to me, but also to Rose."

I turned to Rose. "Rose, are you OK with this? Are you willing to let Motoko make this decision?"

"Yes Paul, I will agree to what she wants to do."

"I am going to go into the workshop. You can take as long as you want to discuss this with Rose. Motoko, if Rose comes out, then I will assume that she will go home, and I will make love to you and you alone. If you come out, then all three of us will go upstairs together. After tonight, I will consider this matter closed."

I left and paced about the main workshop, trying to get my hard-on to soften. I eventually sat on a stool and waited. I had watched Sherri and Mary kiss after Sherri had proposed to her, and I saw the passion between the two of them. I felt the passion in Rose's kiss and I had never felt a kiss that powerful. I was breathless and yearning for more. I may have had images of Sherri's face in my mind, as I knew she was Rose's identical sister. The sexual urges that flared up in me every time I saw Sherri were now being imprinted on Rose. Even with her face hollowed out on her left side, I could see her smile, and it didn't matter. It was wrong, but I secretly wanted both of them tonight.

I was giving Motoko a chance because I wanted to touch Rose, to feel me inside of her. I knew that Motoko was feeling guilty about what she did, but she had made a choice to do what she did with Rose. Even when I looked back at my indiscretions with Ran, I felt I had not crossed the line. The closest we ever got was holding hands, a slap on the face, and one hug. Motoko had actually been brought to orgasm. I knew it was an accident, and I had let Motoko off the hook, but my guess was that she would not let herself off that easily. Motoko would feel like she had to punish herself, and that would be done by giving Rose to me, just this once.

The longer I waited, the more I knew the outcome. If Motoko would have made a quick decision, it would have been to close the door on Pandora's Box. I had left Rose in there, and from what I saw, Rose wanted me as much as I wanted her. She would work on Motoko, and I would look more and more like the saint. I was the one who had been cheated on, I was being generous, and I had forgiven Motoko. But forgiveness does not get rid of guilt. Motoko had already said that she was worried about Mary and Sherri pulling me away from her. Her curiosity would also play a part in making her want to take this chance. Motoko had sympathy for Rose's condition, and that would also play into the decision. After tonight, Rose was going to get her knee replaced, and Motoko may feel more threatened by Rose. As the minutes dragged on, I knew that Motoko would be at the door.

The door opened and Motoko came out. I went over to her and kissed her. "Are you sure?" Motoko nodded and I gave her a long hug and a gentle kiss.

We both went in. I picked up Rose off the couch and held her. We went over to her wheelchair and Rose picked up her purse. Motoko came over and took the crutches from the wheelchair, and the three of us ascended the stairs into the bedroom. I placed Rose on the bed, and Motoko and I helped Rose disrobe. I then spent time kissing Motoko as I took her clothes off. I then sat down in a chair.

"OK, Motoko show me what you did with Rose."

While I watched, I started to admire Rose. Yes, she was overweight, but some of that was caused by her injury. Once her knee was replaced, she would be able to walk, and lose some of the weight. For now, I would say that a sixth of her excess body fat went directly into her breasts. Even though Rose was not lactating, and clearly had at least a cup size over Sherri. The curves were there, and even exaggerated more by Rose's Rubenesque figure. There was a lot of Rose to love, and she started to show Motoko that she was unimpaired by her injury when it came to love making.

Motoko was timid at first, and Rose took the lead. I voiced encouragement to Motoko as Rose made love to her. I started to disrobe myself, as the two of them started to forget that I was even in the room. I joined in and Rose and I showered Motoko with kisses. Motoko became the center of all of our affections, as we carefully brought Motoko to a climax. Once Motoko came down, it was our turn to do the same to Rose. After Rose, the two women turned their attention to me. Rose went for my lips, and Motoko went below.

This was the first real fight that I had with Motoko, so this was the first makeup sex that we had ever had. Once again, Motoko went primal on me, and ravaged my body. Rose unlocked a whole new level of passion that was indescribable. She had been drowning in loneliness for so long, that neither of us could keep up with her. Rose went from one of us to the other, pleading for more. This was not long and slow, as I had with Mary and Sherri, but hard fast passionate sex. The air hung heavy with our sweat, as the three of us gave ourselves to each other in lust. I finally gained control of myself and started teasing Rose into climax after climax, until they started to blend together. Rose shuttered and screamed before passing out in a state of bliss.

I then went to Motoko, and tried to do the same. Motoko had fallen back when I started teasing Rose, and was back to her insecure self. I gave myself to Motoko, and she started to respond. When Motoko came down from a climax from oral sex, we heard Rose wish us the best. We both looked over as Rose had pulled herself up on her crutches, and headed for the stairs. With Rose gone, Motoko regained her composure and threw herself at me again. It took longer, but I ended up getting Motoko to start having multiple orgasms too. After a while, Motoko started urging me on. After I came, Motoko and I cuddled and kissed. I held her as we both fell fast asleep.

***** Sunday 12/10/2006 *****

When I woke up, Motoko was still in my arms. I got up and looked for Rose. I found her downstairs asleep on the couch, wrapped in a comforter. I went and made coffee. I set up my rice cooker to make oatmeal and turned it on. I heard a Rose stirring, so I went over.

"Paul, we are business partners. Last night should never have happened."

"I know Rose, did you encourage her?"

"No, I told her to be true to you, but she felt guilty as hell for betraying you."

"So, last night was all Motoko's choice."

"Paul, don't be hard on her. Let's forget last night ever happened."

"Rose, can you do that?"

Rose didn't answer. I went upstairs and brought my bathrobe down for Rose. After helping her into the bathrobe, I pulled Rose's wheelchair over to the couch, and we went into the kitchen. We sat and had coffee and talked in low voices.

I was not able to forget about last night, especially that first kiss with Rose. It was the best sex that I had ever had in my life, and now I was supposed to forget it ever happened? This was turning into a mess. I needed to concentrate on my business, and I wanted Rose as a business partner. The kiss kept coming back into my mind as we talked about working together. We talked about the jewelry craft business, and I found out that I had about seven weeks before we needed to go to Tucson for the jewelry wholesaler's show. Again, I was not aware that such and event would be taking place. Rose was trying to keep our conversation between us to be completely business oriented, and kept glancing at the doorway to see if Motoko had come down. I could tell that she, too, was having trouble forgetting. We eventually heard Motoko come down the stairs, and I fetched a cup of coffee and handed it to Motoko as she entered the kitchen.

After a few minutes, The rice cooker beeped, and I served oatmeal to everyone.

"Did you like seeing me with Rose last night?"

Motoko bite her lip, and stared at the coffee.

"We never need to do that ever again, OK? It was just and experiment, and if you didn't enjoy it, then we don't have to do it again."

Motoko didn't move.

The insecure Motoko was back. Motoko was starting to look like my rebound girlfriend again. I decided that I might be able to do some more experimentation. I thought about Ben, and knew he wasn't seeing Tonya at the moment. I wasn't bisexual, so it would be Ben and I taking turns. I wouldn't want it, but this would be a piece of information I needed to know.

"Motoko, would you want me the share you with another man?"

Motoko quickly shook her head no. I let out a sigh of relief, "Good, I wasn't sure."

"I liked it."

"What?"

"I liked being kissed by both of you, it made me feel special. I didn't like watching you doing things to Rose."

"Motoko, you can't just pick the things you liked. It's either all or nothing."

"I know."

"Do you want to do this again?"

"No. Maybe...... No."

"OK, then it's settled. Can we go back to being in a monogamous relationship?"

Motoko nodded. All three of us let out a sigh of relief.

We ate in silence. This was the first time I felt that Motoko had been emotionally open with me. Even though it was something that would not be repeated, she had opened up and talked about her feelings. This was a start. I need to reward Motoko.

"Motoko, why don't we visit my mother tonight?"

Motoko stiffened up, and then stared at me with tears streaming down her face. "You're not mad at me?"

"No, I am not mad at all. I am proud of you for speaking your mind. We need to take the next step. I have met your parents. You need to meet my mother."

Rose gave me a smile and a wink. She had tried to open up Motoko for me, and it was working.

Motoko was on cloud nine for the rest of the morning.

***** *****

Mary, Sherri, and Jason came over. The six of us drove to Little Rock in two cars. We stopped in a bookstore, and this time Motoko picked out three books very quickly, another cookbook, and two books on jewelry making. I wasn't sure, but I got the idea that Rose may have also been teaching Motoko how to make jewelry. Sherri stayed in Little Rock with Rose, and Mary, Jason, Motoko, and I came back in to Quartz Springs. That evening, I took a very nervous Motoko to my mother's home that night for dinner.

My mother lived alone in a small home. My father died in an industrial accident when I was eight. My mother was given a sizable amount of money from the accident, but it was still hard life. For three years, my mother raised me and my two younger sisters on what money she was given. My mother insisted on staying at home until my sisters were in first grade. She then worked at a diner for the breakfast and lunch shift, to make ends meet. I had to grow up fast, and at eleven years old, I was in charge of getting my sisters up, dressed, fed, and to school each morning. My substitute father was every Sensei that I had at the Karate Dojo, and then at the Himaki Dojo. I will always remember my mother's dedication to her family, and I tried to insist on that with Tonya.

Tonya was not the domestic type, and this rubbed my mother the wrong way. My mother was polite about it, but she kept asking about children. My mother was always smiling, and usually she held her tongue when around Tonya, but there was always tension between the two of them. I had to get between the two of them several times, and I sided with my Tonya out of loyalty to my wife.

My mother welcomed Motoko and myself into her home. The three of us went into the kitchen and they talked about cooking. My mother offered to show Motoko how to make my favorite meal, Beef Stroganoff, and Motoko leapt at the chance. The two of them pushed me out of the kitchen and had me sit and watch football as they made dinner. Mother was still waiting for her first grandchild. When I heard Motoko voice saying "many, many children", I knew my mother was in heaven. My mother came out several times and just looked at me with tears in her eyes, and then went back into the kitchen.

I felt trapped. My mother was already having visions of grandchildren dancing in her head. I knew the pressure to re-marry would be coming soon.

That evening's meal was full of motherly advice to Motoko about raising children, which Motoko lapped up. I was starting to think this meal was a huge mistake. I had only known Motoko for six weeks, and she had in three hours forged an alliance with my mother to start squirting out children.

I was feeling very trapped.

I was out of work, starting up a part time business, training to take a job at the cultural center, and I felt that I would at least need a year or two before I would be completely stable again. I really didn't need my mother hounding me about having children. This was not my idea of how the evening would go.

I started to remember the dream I had about Motoko caving into every whim that our children had. I was starting to have trouble breathing.

Motoko was in heaven when I took her home that night. She talked about what to name the children. By the time I walked her to her apartment, she had picked out three girl names and two boy names. She opened the door and held it for me. I stood there and sighed.

"Motoko, this is all happening too quickly. I can't start talking about marriage for at least a year."

I turned and walked back to my Impala, with a frantic Motoko behind me. She begged me to go inside with her. I did turn around and go with her into her apartment. We talked, just talked that night. I told her how uncomfortable I was about starting a family until I knew the woman completely, and I also needed to be able to financially support her and the children. I knew that she was ready to start the family tonight, and I had to put on the brakes.

Motoko sobbed, "This is about Rose and last night, isn't it?"

"No Motoko, this is about trust. The trust that was broken was to be exclusive during our courtship. I just came from a marriage where my wife left me for another man, and then I find out that you were having sex with another woman. I know that some of this started when we drove to St. Louis last week, so I am partly responsible. I have forgiven you for what you did, but I will still need time to regain trust in you. What we did last night with Rose was agreed upon by both of us, so that had nothing to do with gaining or losing trust in you."

"Motoko, my main problem is with being able to support a wife. I want to get back on my feet financially, before proposing marriage to anyone. From what I saw, I believe that my mother may start pressuring me to marry you. I cannot start a marriage without trust Motoko, and I will not be pressured into marrying anyone until I can support them."

I didn't think that Motoko had acted wrong in front of my mother. She had been completely open and honest with my mother. Motoko was ready to be my wife and have my children, and that is exactly what my mother wanted to hear. I left feeling like an ass for not nipping this when I was ushered out of the kitchen, or when I heard "many, many children", or sometime during dinner. I wasn't sure when I should have intervened, but I was certain I needed to. It was just little things that snowballed together.