A Fantasy about Love Pt. 07

I poured myself another whisky and took the tumbler to the bedroom.

What had I done? There were other means to incapacitate the drunken guy, but I had given reign to my fury that someone had touched my wife against her will. Could this happen again? What should I have done? It was serious without a doubt; the guy could have cut me with the broken bottle, but I had enough training to avoid him. Had I become so possessive about Maureen that I could kill people? I shook my head: what had I done? Would I be able to control myself if one day (and heaven forbids that this would happen), Maureen and I had a serious argument and I would become furious? I was unable to harm her, but could I just walk away from her in my emotion?

Suddenly the door opened, and someone slipped in and sat beside me, holding me tight.

"My love, you did nothing wrong; you defended your wife as you've always promised. I was furious with the guy, but never felt in danger because I knew you'd be there for me -- and you were. You hurt him and he deserved it, but when I told you to stop, you did it. You did not lose control and you probably would have stopped yourself without me yelling at you, but even if you would have hit the guy, this does not make you a bad man; it makes you a shield for your wife and your love. You don't scare me because of this; I'll gladly walk through fire for you because I know the man I've married -- and the man I'll love to the end of my life."

She hugged me and leaned her head on my shoulder.

"Relax, my love. I'm here with you and I always will be there for you. Don't forget that I'm your other half in heart and soul and whatever happens, we'll carry it together."

The door opened again, and someone sat on my other side, laying her arm around my neck.

"James, my love, you did what you had to do. I was afraid for you when the guy broke that bottle and attacked you, but you resolved the problem efficiently and rapidly. James, this is another proof for how safe we are with you, and that whatever happens, you'll always be there for us. I'm proud of you and if that guy would have hurt you, I would have broken the vase in my hand on his head, and I would not have stopped. Please come back to us and love us -- you did nothing wrong."

Jenny started to cry and hugged me tightly, then both started to kiss me with deep feeling. I laid my arms around them and hugged them back. They were pulling me out of my misery and back to real life, where I had the support of the women I loved so much.

The door opened once more, and Eileen walked in kneel in front of me.

"James, darling, forgive me. I should have done something, but I was frozen with fear for you. " She laid her head on my knees and started to cry. "I was so afraid that this idiot would hurt you and that I would lose you; please don't do this again. There are other ways to resolve this than to put you into danger."

I leaned down and kissed her head. "Eileen, what happened is in the past now. We are sound and safe, and I know that I've your full support in everything we've to do now, but one thing I'll do: I'll sue that guy for everything I and my lawyers can think of, and I can be quite creative!"

Maureen got up and pulled me up, too. "Let's have the rest of that Liqueur and relax. I at least will also need some help to get out of this dress. James, do you volunteer?"

Jenny immediately asked for help also and Eileen was not far behind. We finished the Liqueur and Maureen stood in front of me.

"OK, Handsome. Do your duty!"

She turned around and I looked for the zipper or any other means to take off her dress but was not very successful. This turned the situation into a more joyous mood and when with a whispered advice from Jenny I found the little bow, the dress just slipped down her beautiful body. She hugged me and said: "Now do the others, my love!"

Jenny's dress was easier to open, and she was rapidly as nude as Maureen. She held me close and whispered that she loved me and always would. Then she stepped back and offered me to Eileen. She had watched the proceedings with interest and was immediately in front of me, presenting her body still hidden by the slinky gold and blue dress. She did not waste any time and placed my hand on the zipper; pulling it down, her body was revealed as well. There they were: The Three Graces and the essence of beauty, charm, and grace. They looked at me and Jenny asked: "What are you thinking, darling?"

"I'm trying to remember my classical education on the Three Graces, which you so proudly represent: Aglaia, who is youth, beauty and happiness and that must be you, Maureen; Thalia, who is mirth, charm and joy, and that's you Jenny. Sorry, Eileen I can´t remember the name of the third, but I do remember that she is elegance, brightness and splendor, and I see that in you, my love. But one more I thank you for the pleasure you give me, letting me look at you and love you."

"Since I'm mirth and joy, let me add that you can also touch us, if you so desire, oh Lord and Master!"

Since I so desired, I stepped forward and hugged them all, feeling their beautiful bodies taut against me and their faces inviting my kisses. They cooperated to free me from my dinner suit and accessories, and my bad mood was gone.

A curious discussion started among them: who would sleep with me? Eileen claimed that she was the oldest, had fewer years to enjoy and in any case, she was living far away from us and needed one more night to be able to sleep alone again. Jenny said that she was the youngest (which was not true, but she ignored this), had fewer opportunities in the past to be with me and still had to learn a lot on how to please a man. Maureen listened to this with interest and when the two looked at me, said that she was my wife and wives always have the preference. That ended the discussion and when I asked whether I could put a word in, the only response from the three was a clear NO.

Maureen pulled me to the bedroom and told me to brush my teeth and do whatever I had to do. She would just stay a moment and then join me. I did as was told (one day I would have to discuss with her the definition of Lord and Master) and lay down on the bed. The door opened, and Maureen appeared, pulling Eileen behind her.

"James, my love, to avoid problems in the future, I negotiated a deal with my two friends. Mom can join us tonight and I shall give Jenny full priority during a weekend to do whatever she wants to do with you and/or me. I assume you agree?"

Did I have a choice?

It was a pleasurable night with lots of sex, with Eileen trying to satisfy me, but principally herself. It was thrilling to serve her desires and when she finally was exhausted, I was drained also. Maureen had watched us and occasionally participated in the fun, but her heart was not in it. This took some of the pleasure out for me, too, but Eileen was delirious with joy and pleaded for me to come to Brisbane and stay there forever, close to her. We fell asleep and waking up in the morning, I saw that Maureen's face was a bit closed, not the happy wake-up look at all. Eileen woke up, too, and after the usual exchanges of kisses, decided to go to her room and start to pack her luggage.

When she closed the door, I looked at Maureen and before she could say anything, took her in my arms and told her that I loved her. Then I came to the point: I wanted to avoid at all cost in the future to travel with the three of them at the same time; I simply could not handle the inter-personal relationships, especially with her Mom going overboard again and again. I could handle Eileen on her own, even most of the time when Maureen was present, but with all three together, Eileen simply could not relax. She was a wonderful person and I really did love her, but on her own, not when she was trying to dominate the situation.

Maureen nodded; she had come to the same conclusion. She and Jenny were wonderful to watch when they played together. It was so obvious when they did this, that they wanted to please the other to be pleased, not looking only after their own pleasure, and especially not always pushing and pushing. With Eileen it was different; it was love and emotion, but often sex was more important than love. I hope we could find a solution to this problem; after all, we loved her.

When we got up, Jenny was waiting for us; she had packed her luggage already and was passing the time to have breakfast together. She was dressed in a nice little light-blue top and white tennis shirt, her face smiling and waiting to be kissed. She lifted her top and said in a very sad voice: "You didn't kiss them last night and you don't kiss them now when they are offered to you. Do you still love them?"

I immediately bowed, scraped my feet and pleaded forgiveness.

"It's an inexcusable failure on my side, dear Lady, and I promise that it'll not happen again. May I have the pleasure now, my Lady, and feast on them?"

The lady considered my plea and conceded the boon. I kissed them thoroughly and when one hand twisted her nipple and my tongue laved the other, she shuddered softly and melted into my arms. "You're forgiven, oh Lord and Master! but do not let it happen again, I pray!"

Maureen stepped forward and embraced us. "You two are so lovely to watch; my heart goes out to you. Let us never change this!"

We looked at each other and with some humidity in my eyes, I promised that they never would be alone. I also took a step back.

"I have not thanked you yet for the support you gave me last night. When these idiots bunched together and nobody in the audience did anything at all, you immediately stepped forward to my side and were ready to battle with me. It's not only I who protects you, but I know that I'm protected by you also. Thank you and I hope this will not be necessary again."

Maureen looked at Jenny and embraced her. "I know that I can trust you with James' life if I'm not around. You are my sister, my friend, and who knows what may happen one day."

Jenny hugged her back. "You're my family as well and I'll give my life for you if one day this would happen. I love James so much, but you're not far behind, my love."

They kissed each other and then looked at me.

"What have you done to us, James? Two lonely maidens ... well, definitively not maidens anymore ... have become fierce warriors to protect their master! But enough of the serious talk: I'm hungry, oh Lord and Master, and I need sustenance!"

Eileen stepped in at this moment and asked whether she had heard the word food? She was ready to go, with a nice silk shirt, long, black and narrow pants, and her hair already done up. She was fabulous, as always, and she knew it. She took my hand and pulled me to the door, but I resisted.

"Ladies, are you coming? Breakfast without your smiling faces would be terribly boring, indeed!"

They knew what I was implying, and each grasped one arm and off we went. When we arrived at the breakfast room, a man in his fifties was waiting.

"Count de Winter? I'm the father of that idiot that ruined our night yesterday and I want to apologize for his behavior. He cannot come, because he is in jail and I have done nothing to take him out of there. This serves him right for his inexplicable and inexcusable manners in front of you and your ladies. I know that this sounds like an often-repeated excuse, but he had never given me any reasons before to believe that he could act this way. Once more my apologies and if there were anything I could do to at least partially make up for him, please tell me."

He was very serious and visibly disturbed.

"Mr... " he bowed his head and said: "Young." I hesitated for a moment, but I had to answer.

"Mr. Young, you're right; it was inexcusable the way he and his friends behaved. He was impolite to the extreme to the two ladies standing beside me, he tried to force my wife to dance with him, and when she refused, he insulted her with words a gentleman should not even know. When I asked him politely to apologize and step away, he laughed and incited his friends to grab the ladies for their fun. I warned him four times and even when he tried to hit me, I stepped away, telling him that I had a black belt in martial arts and that he should disappear. Only when he tried to injure me seriously with a broken bottle, I acted, and you can thank my wife here that she stopped me at the last moment because your son would have been in hospital by now. So I agree: it was an unacceptable behavior. I'll sue him and his friends, and not so much for what he wanted to do to me, but more so that he learns a lesson for the future."

When I turned away, he only said: "Count de Winter, I do not dispute your words nor your actions. I'm here only to apologize on behalf of my family and to promise that I shall take the appropriate actions. Good bye, Sir."

I turned back to him and looked at him for a long time.

"Mr. Young, your son might be a good boy with bad friends or simply out of control with too much alcohol, but remember this: I stopped at the last moment and the next time someone might not; the consequences would be very serious indeed. Change him; I do not know how, but you've not many chances left."

He nodded and took out his card.

"Count, I am the CEO of a big retail company located in Melbourne and have heard good comments about you from my friends in the business associations I'm a member of. If you ever need information or references, call me. It will not compensate for last night, but perhaps I and my wife can show our gratitude for your conduct."

I looked at him and he sounded sincere, so I accepted the card and his hand and said: "Good luck, Mr. Young."

We had breakfast and before leaving the city, I had to go to the police and make and sign another statement about last night's event. When they tried to keep me for more time; after all, the guy was injured through my actions, Eileen assumed her CEO position and told the police officer that we had to leave, but that her lawyers would be in touch with him and they would handle everything. This was finally accepted, and we drove back.

Eileen left us at the airport and after a tearful goodbye, we were off for home.

TO BE CONTINUED