And on the Seventh Day God Rested

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Farmers_Son
Farmers_Son
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Charley gave it the old college try. She rubbed Bobby's back for a bit. She licked his ears and nuzzled the back of his neck. She reached around and stroked his chest and even pinched his nipples. These little gestures of love would usually get Bobby hard in a hurry but tonight only seemed to irritate. He was not going to be the object of a pity fuck. Hell, maybe she had talked to her boyfriend about his attitude and Ron had directed her to keep Bobby in the dark with a little sex to deflect any suspicions.

Whatever the reason for the sudden renewal and interest in a sexual relationship it was a little too late for Charley and Bobby. Maybe after Bobby had enough time to fully process his hurt and he had a chance to forgive maybe he would feel a spark of the old relationship again but now was too soon with too much feeling of betrayal of their vows to each other.

He finally turned his head to Charley. "I am so sorry my dear but I cannot get an erection. I don't know why except maybe that Beverly Jean's illness and then my trust issues are just keeping me from feeling any type of sexual stimulation. I know it's been a long time since we made love but it may have to wait a little longer." As he said that he was pushing Charley's hands away from his chest. His shoulders were tense and she could feel them. He was always muscular but tonight he seemed as rigid as a rock.

She finally gave up and rolled over and faked sleep. Somewhere deep in her stomach she knew that some of his reaction was her fault but, damn it, she had tried to bridge the gap. She started to wonder when he had even last pestered her for any sex. It had been so long and she had been so preoccupied with trying to make Ron's last days full and enjoyable that she couldn't even begin to decide how long it had been since she had made love to her husband. He had said that it had been months but she felt it was only a few weeks.

As she tried to decide if she or he were more right about the timeline she fell asleep but not deeply. She sensed every movement, sound and sigh that her husband made as he tried to get some rest also. After sleeping in the office last night he should have been dead to the world but he seemed to have as much trouble sleeping as she did.

Finally, unconsciously, she rolled back and embraced him. Then she slept fully and deeply. Surprisingly so did he. The gentle act of a loving wife soothed him and allowed him to rest for the first time this weekend.

Chapter three

The next day was a day off for Charley. Bobby got up and did his normal morning routine except for shaving his beard off. He trimmed again but let the rest go. A couple more days and he would be over the itchy period. Then he would just have to decide how long to keep it both in length of time and length of whiskers. He quickly made a little breakfast as his appetite still wasn't what it should be and then left without disturbing his bride of 24 plus years.

Charley waited until Bobby was gone for an hour before she rose for the day. She carefully showered and shaved her legs and even her pussy. Ron had been pressing for her to be completely bald so he could fully enjoy her sex as he didn't like to get pubic hair between his teeth. Since Bobby didn't take his due last night she didn't feel any guilt about making Ron happy. And, yes, it had been Ron's idea to give Bobby a pity fuck, though he hadn't phrased it like that. When Charley had called him and told him how Bobby had been acting he had immediately done into a defensive mode and asked her to allay any suspicions that Bobby might have until Ron's final days. He told her that his need for her was great right now and that she was so giving that he was able to face his demise with strength and dignity.

Charley was so mentally involved in being the caregiver that she never questioned Ron's motives and tried to do as he asked. Now she was preparing to go to comfort him in the only way he desired, by being his slut. She dressed carefully and then left the house and drove to his apartment.

As always he met her at the door with a kiss and embrace. He was wearing the same pajamas that he had worn on Saturday afternoon when she was last with him. She immediately made the assumption that he was too weak to change his clothes and bathe regularly. She took control and got him undressed, while fondling his erection, and got him into the shower. Then she changed the sheets. Yes, she decided, he had been sleeping on the same sheets since they had fucked on Saturday. There were a lot of crusty spots that she didn't remember but they had fucked a lot on Saturday. Unknown to her, a different slut had occupied the bed on Sunday.

After Ron was showered he told her that it had been refreshing and had made him feel a 100% better and stronger. Maybe he needed someone to help each day until he couldn't care for himself any longer. Charley agreed and wondered to herself if she could take a leave of absence from work to care for Ron in his last days. It never occurred to her to ask if he was under hospice care or if he had even considered it.

Also unknown to Charley but someone had followed her from her home to Ron's apartment. Notations were made in a computer file on a tablet along with pictures.

Also unknown to the two lovers was that while Ron was in the pub on Sunday regaling his friends about his latest exploits a friend of Spence's had entered his home and placed pinhole cameras in various locations including bedrooms and bathrooms. A laptop serving as a recorder was hidden in a closet and recording all the cameras with sound. All were voice and motion activated so no space was wasted on the laptop's hard drive. The investigator then quickly and quietly tossed Ron's apartment. He was looking for other evidence of Ron's various women friends. He found a list of women on a sheet in the desk as Ron didn't have a computer at home. He also found a digital camera and quickly perused the card and found many pictures of various women. Most were not in compromising positions but he made a copy of everything.

Ron had also left his phone on the table when he went to the bathroom in the bar and a new person to the group, another friend of Spence's had surreptitiously taken it and cloned it before returning it to its previous spot.

Now the three men and their investigators could also knew who and when Ron texted and called and what was said. The information gathering commenced.

The investigator already had struck gold with Charley and Ron's conversation about Bobby's emotional state and that they were getting together on Monday morning. Dossiers were being prepared on each woman in Ron's list. If pictures could be found then they were matched to pictures on Ron's camera. Even if there were no compromising shots (and there were a few topless pictures) just the fact that they were taken in Ron's apartment would not look good to a significant other.

Charley and Ron, not knowing they were now the stars of a video, laid down on the fresh linen and Ron exclaimed how sexy and wonderful Charley's new look was. He spread her legs and rubbed his belly against her mons as he started foreplay by sucking on her prominent nipples. He then moved down to her vagina, that he called a cunt repeatedly, and started to lick. Charley held his head and rubbed it the same as she usually rubbed Bobby's and was mildly upset that Ron's hair didn't feel the same as Bobby's bald pate. It took her a little extra time to get into any kind of sexual excited state.

After a bit she was starting to lubricate and Ron was able to penetrate her cunt with a finger while he sucked on her clit. They had previously even engaged in anal sex but he was more interested in her bald cunt today. After he felt she was wet enough he mounted her and shoved his six inch cock into her pussy and started to pump away. He knew that Charley liked her nipples played with so he used one hand to pinch and work a nipple while he sucked on the other. She moaned with each sensation.

She had long decided there was a direct connection between her nipples and her pussy. Even while nursing her children she had become aroused many times while a baby fed at her teat. There were even a couple of times that she had to hurry and finish feeding so she could then take care of herself.

Now, with Ron sucking hard and pinching, she was getting more aroused. She started to caress his head again and arch her back so that he could get to her breasts easier. Her legs were around his waist and she was pushing back against each thrust. When she became frustrated with feeling his hairy head she instead started to lightly pinch his small male nipples. He had found that he liked that stimulation and this caused him to thrust harder against her pubic bone and thus stimulate her clit even more.

After a number of minutes he was panting and starting to sweat. Charley never liked being sweated on so she whispered to him to roll over. He did so and she then moved over him and straddled his pelvis and guided his cock back into her pussy. He then slammed up into her as she rode him like a horse. The change in stimulation was all she needed. Suddenly she pushed his pelvis down and rubbed her clit against his pubic bone while he mauled her tits again. She would find bruised later but right now she needed that abuse. She exploded with a scream and became rigid on top of him.

Her clit couldn't stand any more direct stimulation so she held herself a little off his pubic bone but Ron then thrust up against her as his need to cum became overwhelming. She actually had another, or rather prolonged her first, orgasm from the pounding he gave her. His semen shot into her cunt as he told her over and over to, "Take this, bitch."

When they had recovered a little Ron pulled his head up and gave Charley a bite on her breast. When she jerked away and grabbed her sore boob she noticed that he had drawn a little blood. "Why did you do that, Ron? That hurt and it will show. My husband might see and start to question."

Ron actually could care less. He smiled and shrugged. "Baby, you make me get carried away. You make me feel so good that I wish you could stay with me until the end. I'm sorry about that bite. With a little makeup he might not notice. Anyhow you haven't been having sex with him and he didn't even jump on you last night. Are you sure he isn't getting a little 'somethin, somethin' on the side?"

Charley reared back on Ron's deflating cock. "He would never cheat on me, just like I would never cheat on him."

Ron smiled again. The power of self delusion was so evident in these bitches he seduced. They so believed they were just giving comfort to a dying man that they justified any action and firmly believed that they were not cheating on their spouses.

He calmed her and then they made love again. This time he put her on her knees and rimmed her tiny anus until she relaxed and allowed him to fuck her tight rectum while she fingered her clit until she climaxed again. The tightening of her anus on his cock as she came made Ron fire his last little bit of sperm into her.

After they were done Charley made a light meal for them before leaving to do a little shopping for her household and also for Ron. She then came back and made a meal for Ron to heat up for supper.

She then went home and changed and went for a long walk.

Bobby meanwhile went to work and quickly took care of his inbox. Then he called Beverly Jean and let her know what had happened with Charley and how it might affect her. Beverly Jean was understandably upset to find out that she had incurable cancer so Bobby spent a lot of time explaining exactly how he had to justify his depression and feelings. While he was letting his friend know everything that had happened over the weekend the stress finally got the best of him and he broke down and sobbed about how hurt he was by her betrayal.

Beverly Jean immediately begged Bobby to come and meet her for lunch so she could comfort him personally. Bobby agreed and hung up. After regaining control he drove across town to a small lounge that served great lunches and was only a short distance from their home office building.

As they ate Beverly Jean agreed to go along with the story that Bobby had concocted. She would let her husband in on the story also. When they parted she hoped that Charley and Bobby would be able to find a way to get past this scandal. She understood it would be hard to do.

Bobby returned to the office and checked and found there was nothing much to catch up on. His assistant was on top of the small details still needing to be completed in this project. His professional life was well ordered and right now, predictable. His private life was in shambles.

He sat and thought about his options. He was slated to start a new project but the early days of the project were ground clearing and dirt work before foundations could be dug. He was not necessarily needed right then. Maybe he should take some time off. It had been a while. Maybe even take Charley somewhere so they could reconnect. It was a thought. Somehow he had to get back into control of his private life. He couldn't continue like this.

As he pondered whether to get away for a while he received a call from Troy Davies. His old friend wanted to give him an update on the information that had been gathered on Mr. Reynolds. They were compiling the list of women that might have been involved with him recently. Significant others were being traced also. Bobby hoped to find at least 5 or 6 women who had risked their relationships to fuck Ron Reynolds. When Charley was faced with proof of her stupidity he wanted her to see that others had done the same thing. He wanted her to realize that she wasn't helping a dying man, just an asshole who was looking for free sex.

After discussing their mutual problem the two then started to talk about other things. Bobby related that the building was getting finished and that he was considering some time off and getting away. Troy agreed with his assessment of his personal needs. He would be no good to anyone if he was getting even more depressed from the situation that Charley was placing him in.

Then Troy started to talk about his own business. He owned a small trucking company that mostly did local cartage. Some of his customers were asking him to take on larger loads and go over the road. He had a few semi-trucks but not enough drivers to see if it would be profitable.

Bobby understood his dilemma. Finding good skilled labor was always an issue. Too many people went to school for almost useless degrees and few went to technical schools and were in high demand. He fondly remembered working as a truck driver, usually on straight trucks, but occasionally as a big rig driver when he was working to earn enough money for school.

Suddenly a light bulb went on. "Hey, what if I got a little practice and got my CDL back? I could help you out and get away from here for a while at the same time."

Troy kind of laughed. "I agree you need time off but why would you want to drive a truck?"

Bobby replied, "It would be kind of work therapy. I get away from here for a while and you get some help temporarily."

"What about Charley? I don't imagine she would think a ride in a big rig would be a vacation."

"Well, with all that is happening I will probably give her one chance to come on board for an extended vacation. If she doesn't jump at the chance I will be on your rig and down the road for a while. If and when I come back then we can sit down and decide what the future holds for us."

Troy was still skeptical but he would welcome a chance to have a full time driver for a short while to help see if that aspect of the company could make money.

They rang off from each other and Bobby sat and contemplated his idea. What the hell, why not go for it. He called his boss and quickly outlined his current private problems and what he felt he needed to do for his peace of mind. They came up with a plan to get the next project off the ground without any delay. He spent the rest of the afternoon in conference with his assistant outlining the work needed. By the time the day was finished they had a working outline completed and, even though the company didn't want to risk Bobby leaving, a reluctant blessing by the head office for his leave of absence.

Bobby left the office feeling a little more in control again. If nothing else good happened he would have given his marriage its best shot. He just wanted to jolt Charley into admitting she had done wrong. Nothing could go forward until that time. Maybe marriage counseling would be the answer but still she had to admit that she had harmed their relationship. If not, then he could escape from here for a while and get his own healing before tackling the next part of his life, both personally and professionally.

His daughter Chelsea was waiting for him when he got home. She was full of news about her trip to a couple of colleges. They discussed the various pros and cons. Chelsea was actually leaning toward the same college as Greg, her brother, was attending. The campus was about a two hour drive away so it was not too far but far enough that the two could feel like they were adults making their own decisions. Having both at the same campus would allow more visitation by Bobby and Charley without making it seem like they had to split their time between two different campuses. The college was large enough that Greg and Chelsea wouldn't see each other every day but allow them to lean on each other when necessary.

Chelsea then brought up the anniversary surprise. "How are we going to keep mom from tumbling onto what we are planning? How do we get her to the banquet hall without telling her what is going on? All of the family will be there and would be a tip off when you guys walk in."

Bobby was torn. He wanted to tell his daughter about the revelations of the weekend while she was gone but, at the same time, 24 point whatever years was something to celebrate. Especially since all three of his great kids were hoping to celebrate their milestone. He was also leaning toward shocking Charley in front of her family and friends so that she would not have any way to spin the story to her advantage. Hopefully the full pressure of their disapproval would help to get her mind straightened out again.

He pondered a little and another light bulb went on. "Hey, since my project is about done, why don't I ask my boss to play along and we will act as though I am getting an award for completing the project on time and a little under budget? That way we have a reason to celebrate and we can have some of the tables full of my fellow employees when your mom and I arrive. We could be seated at the front table facing a stage so she wouldn't notice the family coming in. We then could spring the whole thing on her."

Chelsea jumped up and down and clapped at the same time. "That's a great idea, Dad. Do you think your boss would do that for you?"

"Well, we do get along pretty well and I did bring the project in on time. After all, he just has to agree to the idea, we would pay to put it on. Isn't he and his wife on the guest list already?"

"I think so. He should be. After all, you gave me your list. It was mom's that we had to guess on. Aren't you inviting some of the staff from the hospital?"

Bobby nodded. He had forgotten that. "Well, we could spin it that some of her co-workers should be invited since the company wants to not only praise me but also my loving family who supports me while I bring in the bucks for the company."

"That could work, Dad. I will call the ones we invited and ask them to act surprised if mom says something to them."

That part done, the two then checked over the list of what else needed to be done. Bobby then came up with another idea. "Why don't we make up a video or a slide presentation that chronicles our life together? We could find old photos of when we were dating, newly married, then to when you guys were born and growing up and then to now. That could start playing when we spring the surprise on her."

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