The Resurgence of a Weary Man Pt. 04

Janet did call me before I reached San Rafael and I made everything all right with her. We were still good although I also knew in my heart I was looking for something and still didn't know what it was.

I arrived at Ann's after a nice drive down and we got caught up on the business. I had wanted to talk to them for a while about it. Softech was in a high growth mode but some of the biotech players were starting to sit on capital in anticipation of expected new regulations from the FDA. Biotech was a key industry for the company and I felt there were probably too many eggs in that basket. I wanted to expand into general manufacturing as well as establish a greater presence in the high tech sector to the south of us.

Jason showed up a while later, at Ann's insistence, and I guess we had an informal 'board meeting'. The kids had developed a field of expertise in biotech. They knew the demands and expectations of the equipment and software solutions they were supplying. Expanding out into more lateral business sectors was a bit of discomfort. I needed to push my young entrepreneurs.

"Listen, we are three years into this. We have a good, established line and we have street cred. To continue growing, we need to do one of two things or a combination of both. We need to either R&D new products or we need to take our existing products to a broader market. I think we will end up doing both.

Ann, you need to get more aggressive in the markets and Jason, I think you should get back into the R&D shop. That means you are going to need a manager, somebody to step up and run production. That's just my opinion and like you have been doing, the two of you will call the shots."

They both looked at me like I was pushing them out of a nest. I guess I was actually. They had become comfortable sitting on the track observing the view and didn't see the train coming at them. It was time for them to move. They didn't see it that day but later they agreed and Softech hired a new production manager while later securing several new contracts for upgrading light manufacturing automation operations along the west coast.

We left for dinner shortly after our discussions and met Helen at the restaurant. Helen didn't know I was coming and that surprised both of us. She was with another man when we arrived and he wasn't the real estate guy. If I thought I had a pang of jealousy when I saw Janet with the fellow earlier that afternoon, I was torn with it now.

Helen was dressed in an incredibly beautiful yellow dress that accented her cleavage. Her hair was perfect and had on just a dab of a particular perfume that I used to love. They were seated together at the table we were joining. Helen had a look of angst on her face and I know mine was one of hurt even though I tried my best to mask it. She could always see through any of my disguises. I whispered quietly to Ann.

"Did you know she had a date??" She shook her head slightly.

Helen made the introductions, as awkward as they were. He was a developer who lived in her condo complex. My eyes met Helen's and I could feel the pain in mine. Hers were of anguish and I knew what I had to do. I spoke softly and gently.

"Guys, I'm going to excuse myself. I shouldn't have accepted on such short notice and it isn't fair of me to intrude. "

I looked at Ann and Jason and told them I'd call them later. I was trying to be as polite as possible and still extricate myself from the horrible social setting. They objected but I could see it in Ann's eyes.

She mouthed 'I'm sorry. I love you' at me when I made my escape.

Unfortunately, I had ridden with Jason and Ann and now I stood there outside the restaurant thinking 'what now?' I stood there for several minutes.

"Can we go for a walk?"

She looked up at me with tears in her eyes as she took my arm. We started walking down the sidewalk.

"Ann, you don't need to cry. I'm a big boy and have been for a long time."

She gripped me harder.

"She loves you so damn much. She is in there crying and he doesn't know what the fuck to do. Jason is holding down the fort but you need to let her talk to you. She didn't know you were coming and hell, talk to her, Dad. Please?"

"Ann, she was dressed to kill, not to have dinner with her kids."

"Dad, I helped her pick out that dress and convinced her to wear it. I wanted to see her in it!"

I looked at my little girl and I believed her.

"OK" is all I said.

We turned and walked back toward the restaurant and I sat on one of the benches next to one of the walkabouts on the sidewalk. I saw him walking toward me and glanced up.

"Mr. Davis, I'm sorry for all the misunderstandings here this evening. I would never have joined Helen for dinner with her kids if I had known of her feelings or if I ever knew you would be here as well. It really was nothing more than dinner. Please accept my apologies for my intrusion." I looked up at him and shook his hand.

"It was nothing you did, sir. I might have done the very same thing were the circumstances reversed."

We parted company and I waited on the bench. Helen came over and sat down next to me. She looked right in my eyes.

"Tom, when are you going to take me back? When are you going to claim me as yours? We both know you are going to at some point. I just want to know when. Am I asking for too much?"

She wasn't crying any more. She was smiling instead and I took her in my arms and asked her.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Home"

"Perhaps, but let's eat first."

I rose and went in to speak with the maître d' and explained the situation with some delicacy. He agreed to reseat us away from the turbulence of our earlier meeting and we enjoyed a wonderful meal together, as a family for the first time in well over three years. Before we left, I made sure to generously tip both the waiter and the maître d' for their understanding and accommodations.

When we arrived at Ann's, I explained to Ann and Jason what I was doing and we said our goodbyes. I pointed the Carrera toward Helen's condo, with her directions, and when we entered her place, I turned her around and slipped that yellow dress off her shoulders and fucked her on her new leather couch. We didn't make love. We fucked like two whores. I fucked her like I fucked Janet and the two English tarts. I wanted to use her pussy and I wanted her to use my prick and she did. It was hard, slow, fast and when the time came, I nutted deep inside her cunt.

That night, she was a woman I wanted to sate my desire for sex. I took what any aroused man would from a willing woman. I fucked her cunt. I even ejaculated in her mouth with her on her knees the second time. When I was done, I knew I had fucked the woman who walked out on me over three years ago, better than the prick bastard who snuck her away from me and better than the development man who sniffed her pussy earlier in the evening. When we went to sleep that evening, it was that well fucked woman who rested her hand on my chest and had her knee and thigh draped over mine.

The next morning, I rose and fixed her breakfast. When we finished, I informed her we were going on a trip, a vacation before I went back into the rigors of my job back here in the States. The Porsche headed toward Sonoma with Helen's two bags crammed in the storage space. When we arrived, I lugged both of them in the condo and told her to pack just one. If we need more, we'll buy them and to leave the rest of it here. I did the same and retrieved a couple things I knew I would need later.

Helen was a little sore on the ride. I was hard on her the previous night. I made sure I owned her, that I could mark her as my own bitch, if just for that one night. For an odd reason that was important to me and I satisfied that need. Now, when we fucked, it would be making love, every time and often.

We drove up the coast, stopping as we wished, and spent the night in Eureka. The next day we continued on to Portland and decided on the Downtown Marriott as a place to stay. That night, I made love to Helen, slowly and attentively. We explored Portland and the surrounding area. I had never spent any time here and had always wanted to. We sampled the food trucks, browsed the shops and milled about the waterfront.

When we tired of Portland after a couple days, we hopped an Alaska Air flight to Anchorage and did the tourist thing for a couple more days before returning to Portland. At dinner that evening, I put two things in front of Helen. The first was the letter she left for me when she walked away from our marriage.

"Helen, I want you to read that and when you are done, if you know in your heart that the old Helen of that day is dead and buried, never to be resurrected, then I want you to walk over to the fireplace over there and drop that letter into it."

She read the letter, slowly, and then rose from her chair and walked over. Before she burned the letter she looked back at me. When she returned, I continued.

"Helen, I'm not the same Tom you left behind that day. I'm a very different man. My tastes and desires have changed. My interests are more varied. God knows my experiences have been varied. One thing I do know is that I do love you. I have always loved you and always will. If you can say the same thing, I want you to pick that up and put it back where it belonged."

She looked at it for a while, her eyes glistening with tears. Without saying a word, she picked up my grandmother's ring and slipped it on her finger, next to her wedding ring that she had been wearing since after my first meeting with her back at the Waterside apartment. She began weeping softly as I held her hand.

We left the next morning to return to Sonoma, stopping again in Eureka. It was late in the day when we arrived and I asked Helen if she wanted to stay or go back down to her place. She agreed to stay and we grilled for the evening rather than go out. I hadn't told Helen about seeing Janet that afternoon but apparently Janet had texted Helen about it.

"Tom, would you mind if I went over and saw Janet for a while? The two of us really need to talk but I might be gone a good while."

I nodded my agreement and she grabbed a bottle of wine out of the rack and headed out the door. I resigned myself to an evening of TV or a movie but instead, my text alert went off. It was from Kiera Wilson.

"HRD U WR BCK. COME JOIN US @ DNTN JOES

Friday night at the Downtown Joes, I knew I was asking for trouble. I left a note for Helen on the table where she could see it and texted her telling her where my key was. I didn't want to knock on Janet's door again.

I spotted her when I entered. Kiera was with Pam and Nigel, Millicent and a guy I didn't know, Mildreid and Marylyn. A chair was quickly gathered and I sat myself in their midst. I hadn't seen Kiera in this kind of setting before. She was completely off the clock, away from work and the bosses and she looked it. She was wearing a black mesh tank top with a red bra underneath and she had her grey tone leopard skin tattoo on full display. Eyebrow, nose and lip piercings completed the look along with a flash of purple hair coloring on one side, combed back and slicked. Even through that, I still saw the beauty I saw in Heidelberg. Mildreid came over and gave me an intimate hug and kiss and scooted her seat between Nigel and me.

"Where is the new boy toy?" I asked.

"It didn't work out." She replied. I didn't push it. I guessed she would tell me if she wanted to. Marylyn interrupted instead.

"Tom, where is Janet and Helen?"

I wasn't going to go into the details.

"Helen is over at Janet's this evening. I didn't want to bother them at the moment but I sent Helen a text and left a message as to where we would be."

I could see Marylyn punching a text into her phone. A new round of beers was brought to the table and we all toasted to good fortunes. Then Marylyn made a toast to the new family members, Margo and Cynthia Hegland, the twins born to Pam and Nigel. That was news to me. I knew there was one coming but not two. It was cheers to all.

A while later, Helen and Janet joined us and a table was pulled over to make space. Janet came over and whispered in my ear.

"We'll talk later. Don't drink too much" and then she kissed me sensually on the side of my face.

Helen was just grinning. I started thinking I hoped they walked and didn't drive. Most of the crowd was staying at Janet's parents place. Mildreid was still staying at Four Sisters, a nice Inn in Sonoma.

Before long, everybody was getting completely loaded except me, Kiera and Mildreid. Helen broke away for a bit and nursed her lips on my ear.

"Tom, when it's time to go, Janet and I are going to rock your world."

She then licked my throat and winked. OK, so she was getting sauced. I looked at Mildreid and she just had that shit eating grin on her face again. That was a harbinger if ever one existed.

When we left, I had both Helen and Janet on my arm and Helen reached over and grabbed Mildreid as well. It was almost a déjà vu of that night in Heidelberg several months earlier. We entered my condo and Helen pushed me down onto the couch and straddled my lap while two amused women looked on.

"Tom" she purred. "I am your woman and you are most definitely my man so, what is going to happen here tonight can only happen if I am agreeable to it and believe me, I am most agreeable, OK?"

I didn't have words to say so I merely nodded. Helen just crooked her finger toward Janet and Mildreid and beckoned them. Both of them stood to either side of me with Helen in the middle. I don't know who started the music but all three of them seductively, if not somewhat drunkenly, slowly stripped in front of me.

Janet took Mildreid's face in her hands and kissed her passionately while Mildreid tugged at her bare nipples. Both of them were standing there in just panties as Helen removed her remaining clothing and dropped down onto her knees as she tugged on the belt to my trousers.

She reached under me and pulled the trousers and my shorts down to my ankles and with her thumb and forefinger began stroking my fully engorged prick. My eyes traveled from what she was doing to the embracing and kissing of the other two women before me. Both of them looked at me while they were doing it and that only further heightened my arousal.

Helen lowered her mouth onto my cock and began giving me an outstanding blowjob. I didn't want to cum then. I wanted to enter her instead. That didn't happen. Janet and Mildreid broke their embrace and Janet sat down next to me, her breasts right at face level. Helen sat on the other side in the same manner and Mildreid brought herself to me.

"Tom, both of us have wanted to see you with her since she first told us about it." Janet huskily said.

At that point, Mildreid straddled me with my erect cock pointed straight into her soft, inviting pussy. She didn't mount it. She reached down and toyed with it, moistening the head with her wet juices. She brought her lips to my ear.

"Tom, I've wanted this so badly, since Italy, and your woman and your lover have given you to me."

She then lifted herself higher and brought her sex to my mouth, holding herself upright on the back of the leather couch. She fucked my mouth and then made love to it before she gushed in a moistening orgasm. Helen and Janet were kissing her hips and playing with her nipples as she came back down. Her lips found mine and I felt my cock enter her familiar warmth. Making love to Mildreid was like being lost and finally finding the comfort of your own warm bed.

She rode me in that position for a long time before allowing me to lie her down on the couch and make love to her face to face. At that point, nothing mattered. It didn't matter that Helen was right there stroking her hair. It didn't matter that Janet was on her knees kissing my ear and the side of my face. All that mattered was that my German princess and goddess and angel was lying beneath me making the same love that I was having with her.

I hadn't used a condom and she whispered in my ear to cum inside her, to enjoy her fully. A few moments later, I did just that with an intense guttural orgasm. She wrapped her legs around me and held me like that for several minutes.

When we separated, both Janet and Helen pressed against me and thanked me for what I did. Mildreid just lay there in a state of bliss. I didn't know what to think really. I didn't need to be thanked. I should have been thanking them. The sensual lust was still enveloping me with two familiar sets of breasts pressed against me. Both women rose up and Janet took me by the hand and led me into the master bath.

We showered together and toweled. When we came out, both Mildreid and Helen were lying on the bed naked, caressing each other. When I lay on the bed, Helen proceeded to suck my cock again and Janet took her position lowering her pussy onto my face. It was smooth, shaved clean and fresh and her clitoris stuck out of its hood when I ran my tongue up through her vulva. As with Mildreid, she orgasmed from my efforts and when she had come down a bit she lowered herself on my cock with Helen holding it at the base.

She didn't make love to me. She fucked me instead. She squeezed that delectable pussy up and down my prick until I rolled her over and entered her looking right into her eyes.

"Fuck me" was all she said.

I did just that and eventually rolled her onto her belly and had her raise up her ass. When she did I fucked her dog style until I felt her vaginal orgasm gush around my prick.

"Cum in me, you hot fuck."

It took me a bit longer but in a couple more minutes I emptied my nut in her familiar pussy and bent down to kiss her back. She settled into the pillows and I rolled to her side.

"Verdammt, die heiß war" Mildreid whispered.

We lay there for a while, the four of us on that large bed. Several minutes later, Mildreid took me by the hand and we showered together as I did with Janet.

"Tom, there is one more woman for you tonight. She's the most important. She's the one you will wake up with tomorrow."

She looked up at me.

"Did I ever tell you I love you, Herr Tom?" Her eyes were moist from the shower as were mine but I knew the emotion.

"Every time I looked into your face, my little Frau, jederzeit"

We hugged each other and dried off. When we turned back into the room, fresh candles were lit and Janet sat on the side of the bed with Helen lying back on the pillows and fresh linen. Mildreid led me to the bed and I lay down with her. Helen began kissing me on the mouth and caressing my hair. I did the same with her and then I felt it. It was the warmest, wet mouth I had felt in several weeks. Mildreid had positioned herself between my legs and taken my full manhood into her mouth. Her fingers were toying with my ball sack and another finger found the entrance to my ass. She went knuckle deep and completely in her mouth. I went hard.

Helen did what the two women before had done but turned to face them. Her sex was buried on my lips. She was always a bit slow to arousal when we did this but for this night she was literally soaked. I took my time with her and another familiar mouth replaced the earlier one. Eventually, Helen had her orgasm and I laid her down in the center of the bed and mounted her like I had so many times before over the years. I pressed myself into her gently and lovingly. I was going to make love to her tonight, not fuck her and I did just that.

We lost ourselves in the passion and didn't notice the two other women leave. I continued to make love to my woman and orgasmed together. I kissed her face, her lips, her body and I led her to the shower when we were rested. When we finished I poured her a glass of wine and I had a run and coke.