Kathy had taken Caitlyn to an appointment when Mike heard Carissa call his name. His relationship with Carissa had, at first, been rocky. She was jealous of the attention the other two women received from Mike. Their relationship had become better over time and Mike had worked to treat her warmly. He would hug her just as he did Kathy and Caitlyn. At first, she had resisted. Gradually, she had come to accept these displays of affection.
Inside, she had come to love them. Carissa was starved for affection. She was at that awkward stage between girl and woman, but the woman was quickly winning and Carissa was filled with desires, desires which she didn’t know quite how to satisfy, desires that left her confused sometimes, and other times left her knowing exactly what she wanted, but afraid to act on those desires. Desire had finally won, as it usually did. The only time desire loses this battle was for those poor souls whose desires were so weak they could be ignored. Carissa was a normal healthy woman and her desires couldn’t be ignored any longer.
Mike walked down the hall and peeked into Carissa’s room having heard his name. She was lying on her bed, gloriously naked and looking completely seductive. She looked up at him and crossed her hands above her head exposing her nubile body and giving him a seductive smile. Mike was stunned, for Carissa's cute little body was on full display. Mike had never imagined little Carissa doing something like this. She slowly put her hands down on her belly, her fimgers leading his eyes right to her cute bare little pussy. She watched Mike, seeing his eyes burning into her puss, just as she had hoped, for of course, Carissa had planned this encounter.
Carissa had listened as Mike would bring her mother to orgasm after orgasm. Her window was right next to their bedroom. When they were out on the balcony, fucking their brains out, Carissa had been in her bed frantically rubbing between her legs as she heard Mike fucking her mom. The moans of pleasure had seared her mind, filling her with images too intense, and yet, not quite real enough either. Carissa had sworn one night that she was going to feel what her mother was feeling, Mike’s thing.
Carissa began her planning to seduce Mike. Some days she’d be filled with remorse that she was trying to seduce her mother’s lover. Other nights, after she had listened to an hour of moans, Carissa could think of nothing else but Mike making love to her, turning her into a woman. It is unclear if Carissa would have ever had the courage to actually try seducing Mike or if it would have stayed a fantasy, except for that day she came home early from rehearsal.
Walking in the door, Carissa was discouraged with school. She went to her room tossing her books down and flopped onto her bed. The world sucked. Everything sucked. It sucked so bad, she didn’t even turn on her stereo.
That’s when she heard a shout, “Oh my God.”
‘What if it’s a burglar?’ she asked herself, fear forming in the pit of her stomach. She stuck her head out her door. Nothing. The door to Mike’s office was closed. She snuck down the hall, glad the thick carpet absorbed all sounds. She put her ear against the door and heard familiar sounds. They were the same sounds she heard so frequently at night. ‘They are doing it again,’ she thought. But Carissa was puzzled, her mom was working.
Carissa continued listening, rapt by the rising passion in the voices. Then a scream of orgasm. She knew that voice. It was Caitlyn’s voice. Carissa tried not to come to the only conclusion that fit the facts, Mike was fucking Caitlyn. But the conclusion was unavoidable as Caitlyn cried out again and again in her passion.
Appalled, Carissa turned and ran out of their condo. Their building was across a street from a trendy downtown Mall. Carissa wandered among the stores not even seeing the clothes she was supposedly shopping for. All she could see was Mike and Caitlyn, their naked bodies entwined, moaning in sexual fulfillment. Her mind whirled trying to understand. She couldn’t make her emotions fit. She was jealous, envious, desirous, horny, and confused all at once and didn’t realize it.
As she walked along the Mall, asking how Mike could have seduced Caitlyn, it hit her like a ton of bricks. What if Caitlyn seduced Mike? Wasn’t that exactly what she had been dreaming? Carissa stopped in the middle of the mall, people dodging round her and smiled. Caitlyn must have done what Carissa had wanted to do. If Caitlyn could seduce Mike, so could she, 'Damn, Caitlyn.' Her plan moved from fantasy to implementation planning in one moment as she realized Caitlyn may have beaten her to it, but she wouldn't be the only one.
Carissa planned everything. She waited for a day when she knew Caitlyn and her mom would both be gone, a dentist’s appointment for Caitlyn. She thought carefully what she should wear, if anything, finally deciding to be naked. Carissa was unsure about her breasts and comparing herself to Caitlyn and her mom she thought herself too small and was self-conscious. She thought her bare pussy was her best feature and she planned how to use it to get Mike interested.
That was how Carissa wound up smiling seductively at Mike, her bare coochie enticing him. “I thought I heard you call me,” Mike said.
“I did. Sit down, Mike,” she said patting her bed. Mike was still stunned as he sat. “Do you like me?” Carissa asked him.
“Of course,” he said.
“As much as Caitlyn?” she asked.
“Of course,” he said, unaware that he was being led.
“Then how come you don’t treat me like you do Caitlyn?” she asked like the spider to the fly.
Mike could only answer as any parent or step-parent would, not knowing exactly what Carissa knew. He stepped into the trap. “I do,” he said. “I treat you both the same. If I ever do anything that favors one of you over the other I promise I’ll do exactly the same for the other. I’m not going to play favorites.” Mike was thinking of Birthday presents and clothes.
Carissa was thinking with her hormones. “You promise?”
“Absolutely,” he said solemnly. "CRoss my heart." It was a promise.
“The other day I came home early because rehearsal was cancelled. I heard some funny noises coming from your office, so I listened afraid it was a burglar or something. I heard some things and I recognized Caitlyn’s voice. I want you to treat me just like you do Caitlyn. You promised.”
Mike’s eyes had widened and his pulse quickened during this little anecdote. He knew what she had heard. Damn, they’d been caught. He was wildly wondering how he was going to get out of the frying pan without jumping into the fire when Carissa’s last words offered him an out. “Are you sure?” he asked.
Now that the reality was so close, the nervousness flooded into her, but she had planned and fantasized for too long to back out now that she had actually come out and said it to Mike. She nodded, unable to speak the words, her throat constricted.
“You realize you have to promise never to tell anyone. Not anyone,” he said. She nodded. “We’ll have to arrange for Caitlyn not to find out either.” Carissa nodded again. Mike considered if there was any other way out for him and he didn’t see one. Mike had never made love to a woman as young as Carissa.
He wondered if she was old enough. “Are you sure, Carissa? I mean, are you old enough?” He realized as soon as he asked the question he had asked it in the wrong way.
As she started to bristle he jumped back in, “No, I mean I don’t want to hurt you. I just want to make sure that you can… accommodate a full grown man.”
Carissa settled back since she too had this worry. “I think so. I know two girls who are having sex in my class. They said it hurt the first time but it wasn’t ’cuz the guy was too big.”
“Then we’ll take it slow. If you want to stop, just let me know,” he said.
Carissa felt the worries lift off her shoulders. If it did hurt Mike would stop. He was just perfect. All of the dreams came tumbling back into her mind, the wondrous dreams of perfect love, okay, sex, and she felt her loins tingle with the prospect of stimulation.
Mike felt a flow of affection well up from the girl and caress his soul, the feeling that Beethoven described as ‘directly from my heart to yours.’ He felt closer to Carissa than he had ever felt, as he returned that flow of affection to her. Their eyes locked and they smiled. It pulled them together and they kissed. Mike rolled her onto her back as he lay next to her on her bed, kissing, touching, and feeling the closeness. Time stood still as they kissed and caressed each other in their own world.
His hand snuck up finding her nipples already hard. He teased and caressed them. Her tits were small and firm and didn’t fill his hand. Mike wanted her completely. He lowered himself until he was staring at her pussy, a slit with a scattering of fur above it. He bent forward and licked slowly up the crease of her pussy, parting the folds, tasting her sweet nectar. Carissa shuddered from the sensations coursing in her body. Mike spread her lips and lashed her pussy with his tongue. His face was flooded with her juices. Mike knew she was ready. He rolled her over onto his belly, then moved up over her small nubile body.
Carissa put her hands on his shoulders and lifted her pelvis up to his cock. She hesitated as her maidenhead rubbed along his cock, steeling herself before pushing back. He felt her lips flower open around his cock head, then she paused. Another push against him and Mike couldn't hold back, lancing upward and his cock sank deeply into her as Carissa let out a yip. She was no longer a virgin. Mike felt his cock swell as he realized he was making her a woman. Carissa pushed again and his cock bottomed out. To Mike, the sensation was excruciating and delirious; smooth and warm and so tight. Her velvety pussy sucked on him like a hungry mouth. She could feel her pelvic bone press against the base of his cock. She ran her hands over his chest, and bent down to kiss him. Mike kissed her, lingering over her wet fleshy lips.
"It feels so good inside me. So good, so full," she sighed.
Mike wrapped his arms around her and squeezed her tight. "Sit up on your knees," he said. "Lift your hips up and down." Carissa groaned as she lifted, unsteady as she ran through the motion. "That's right, that's really good, Sweetie. Take it slow, take your time." Her hands on his chest, she began dipping up and down. The sucking of her tight little pussy was incredible. Carissa’s pussy was becoming flooded with her juices, allowing her to move with greater ease. Mike began to match her movements twisting his hips to slide against her clitoris.
"Oh, God, oh, oh..." Carissa's eyes were shut as soft mewling sounds escaped her lips. Her face was relaxed, almost serene, as strange sensations washed through her body for the first time. She slowed her motions, savoring the feeling of her cock-stuffed pussy as she ground down on him again, impaling herself on his cock. She pushed off, alternating her rhythm and intensity as she experienced for the first time what sex felt like. Carissa's face was flushed red as she felt her first orgasm approaching. ‘This was why mom yelled like she did,’ Carissa thought.
Suddenly, she cried out. Her pussy slammed hard onto Mike, her body rigid and shaking as her climax exploded inside her. Orgasmic waves of delight seemed to ripple up her spine as she surrendered to the sexual release from their coupling.
Mike put his hands on her waist and held her tightly onto his prick as she shuddered and her pussy spasmed around his cock. He couldn’t hold back as the warm wet contractions of her pussy pulled his cum from his body. He felt the contractions begin. Instinctively, Carissa felt his climax and pushed her tight pussy down as hard as she could, enveloping his cock completely and causing his cum to be blasted deeply into her body, filling her with his seed. "Cum in me, shoot it in me."
Mike yelled out as he blasted his cum into the young girl, his hips spastically jerking, forcing his cock deep into her body.
She collapsed on top of Mike. He could feel his happy cock begin to shrink as wet warmth filled his lap.
Carissa broke the silence. "Thank you Mike, for treating me like you do Caitlyn.” He had to smile and she joined him. “You made it feel so wonderful. I can't believe how warm and good and full it felt." She laughed. "I want to do it again, lots of times." She giggled again as Mike’s penis began to swell at the thought of it all. "Not now, silly, but maybe tomorrow, maybe before Caitlyn gets home from school?"
“We’ll see, sweetheart. Right now I just keep thinking your mom and Caitlyn are probably headed home right now.” Mike reminded Carissa. “We need to get cleaned up.”
“No,” she pouted.
“Yes,” he said tickling her side.
She laughed as she pushed his hand away. “Okay, just stop.” He did. Carissa pulled him back for one last kiss. “Thank you. That was better than my dreams.”
“It was better than mine too, Sweetheart,” he said.
But now he had a problem. Caitlyn would consider three woman was one too many and Kathy would consider it two too many.
The triangle is the most unstable of relationships and this one was just too explosive to stay at rest. Carissa used to love hanging out with her friends after school and Caitlyn was happy to tell their mother that Carissa had been home when, in fact, she’d been with friends. Carissa thought Caitlyn was a great ‘big’ sister for covering for her. Now she knew why. She began coming straight home from school. That threw a monkey wrench into Caitlyn’s plans. Mike, aware of why the change was happening, tried to stay well clear of the explosive radius, he thought anyway. He would just shrug when Caitlyn complained about Carissa being in the way. It was her house too, he’d say.
It was bound to happen. Caitlyn had become used to sex several times a week. Cut off cold turkey was just too much. One afternoon, a week after Carissa’s seduction of Mike, Caitlyn rushed in and saw that Carissa wasn’t in. She rushed to Mike’s office and threw herself into his arms passionately kissing him. She rubbed his cock feeling it grow hard under her hand. She felt her own arousal soak her panties. She wanted sex and she wanted it now. “Fuck me,” she begged him.
That’s when they heard the front door slam. “Shit.” Caitlyn said. They separated, both feeling horny beyond endurance.
Mike needed to settle down and decided to run down to Starbuck’s on the Mall. He excused himself and fled the condo hiding his erection as he left.
Caitlyn was furious, her emotional state on edge from the frustrated passion she was experiencing. She was ready to make someone pay. There stood Carissa, a beatific smile on her face. She had seen Mike flee and knew what she had interrupted and she was glad.
Caitlyn saw the smile and it made her even angrier, unaware of its source, which would have pushed her over the top. She screamed at Carissa, “You are such a pain. Why don’t you go hang out with your friends?”
Carissa rolled her eyes and with her voice dripping with teen disdain said, “It’s my house too. I can be here if I want.”
“God. I hate you,” Caitlyn cried nearly in tears.
“You’re just mad ’cuz you couldn’t get laid,” Carissa taunted her.
The world screeched to a halt. Carissa knew she had gone too far. Caitlyn tried to make sense of what her sister had just said. “What?”
“Nothing,” Carissa temporized.
“I heard what you said,” Caitlyn said the anger creeping back into her voice. “Why did you say that?” she asked stepping towards Carissa who backed away.
“I dunno,” Carissa said.
Caitlyn was on a mission. “Why?”
Carissa looked up and saw Caitlyn’s eyes boring into her. She squirmed like a worm on a hook, but there was no escape. “I heard you… last week. Band practice was cancelled and I heard… everything.”
“You little sneak,” Caitlyn started building into a rage.
“No, no. It wasn’t like that. I just came home. I didn’t know, and I heard these funny noises. And I went to the door and I heard… well, I heard sounds like when Mike and mom are doing it at night. I thought it was mom but mom was working. Then I heard a voice and I knew it was you. I wasn’t spying, it just happened.”
“You listen to mom and Mike?” Caitlyn asked.
“It’s not like I can help it. I mean, they aren’t exactly quiet,” Carissa said
“I know. I can hear them in my room when they’re on the balcony,” she said.
Carissa rolled her eyes, “Tell me. She sounds like a siren sometimes.”
That moment when Caitlyn knew her sister had been feeling the same things as she, stilled the building rage. Caitlyn had to laugh to let off some of the pressure she had building inside. Then she turned sober, “So you listened.”
“Really, Caitlyn, I didn’t mean to. It just happened. I won’t tell anyone.”
“Is that why you’ve been coming home early?” Caitlyn asked. Carissa nodded. “To keep Mike and me from…”
Carissa nodded again and looked down at her hands. “I was just jealous, I guess.”
“But why were you jealous of…” Caitlyn stopped in mid question. “No.”
Carissa worried she’d given away the game. She tried to change the subject. “Caitlyn, I’ll stay away sometimes in the afternoon, if you want. Really, I will.”
Caitlyn struggled with her thoughts trying to order them into a coherent pattern.
“And maybe you could come home late sometimes,” Carissa said quietly.
The last part fell into the puzzle. “Carissa, you can’t… You’re too young.”
Carissa smiled and confidently said, “No, I’m not.”
“Oh my God. Have you?”
“Well, so have you and you’ve been doing it a lot more than me, Miss Goody Two Shoes. If you can, then I can,” Carissa said hands on hips. “It’s only fair.”
They heard the front door opening. Carissa whispered to her sister, “Say I went out. I’ll hide in my bedroom. We’ll talk later tonight,” she said as she slipped into her room and hid behind her drawers.
Mike came down the hallway. “Where’s Carissa?”
“She went out,” Caitlyn said on auto-pilot.
Mike was feeling the effects of their abstinence as well. “Will she be gone a while?” Caitlyn nodded. Mike grabbed her hand and led her to his office, closing the door behind. He pulled Caitlyn into his arms kissing her passionately. Caitlyn’s first thought was that she had to stop him. Carissa was home. She’d hear. But his kisses were arousing her, the passion was still right there and she was quickly aroused. The little slut had already listened once. What was there to hide? The exhibitionist streak in Caitlyn emerged. Okay, she wants to listen. I’ll give her something to listen to. I’ll show her that she can’t hold a candle to what I can do to Mike. Jealous is she? I’ll show her… Mike was about to get an A ticket ride and he had no idea.
Carissa crept down the hall and listened at the door to the office. It was a jumble of words and moans: suck me, fuck me, harder, faster, you feel so good. Carissa was so horny herself that she found her hand under her dress and inside her panties. She listened as Caitlyn seemed to have orgasm after orgasm and she too, had orgasm after orgasm. She couldn’t stop as long as the sounds of sex kept coming from the other side of the door. Carissa had no idea how long had passed when the sounds finally quit after a long guttural scream from Mike. She was too exhausted to move. She lay there, her hand buried in her panties, completely spent.
The door opened and there stood Mike and Caitlyn naked, hair in disarray, their loins wet with their cum, smiling at Carissa. “What do we have here?” Caitlyn asked.
“Oh God,” Carissa moaned. But she was too spent to flee. She pulled her hand from her pussy. It glistened with her juices.
Caitlyn smiled knowing how Carissa must feel to not be able to even flee. “Come on in, sister,” she said. Carissa meekly followed the two into the office, pulling her panties up against her sopping pussy. They sat on the floor. Carissa was embarrassed even though she was the only one dressed.
“As you can see, Carissa’s been listening to us,” Caitlyn said. He nodded. “You should also know that she wants to have time with you, alone. That’s why she’s been such a pain in the ass this week.” Carissa looked up about to protest but subsided.
“I see,” said Mike. “How do you feel about that?”
“Part of me is really mad. But when I see her lying on the floor unable to move because she’s been playing with herself,” Carissa blushed a furious red as Caitlyn continued, “Part of me feels really sorry for her. I guess I know how she feels. It’s how I’ve been feeling the last week.” Mike nodded. “I guess if I can share you with mom, I can share you with Carissa.” Carissa’s face lit up with a smile. “But, I’m still senior. I was first.”
Carissa nodded her agreement. “We can work out a schedule.”
Caitlyn looked at Mike, “Do you mind if we scheduled you like a sex toy?”
He laughed. “If it were anyone else I’d say no. But for you two, okay.”
The girls worked out a schedule that kept both happy, though Mike was not privy to the schedule. He never knew when his services would be demanded, and demand the girls did. When they were in the mood, Mike was obliged to perform. Somehow, he never found it in himself to complain. He even managed to get them to fulfill one of his fantasies, two girls at once. Having two sisters in bed together was erotic beyond his wildest dreams. The sheer naughtiness of it made it supremely erotic. The girls even seemed to enjoy it, though not as much as Mike.
A routine was established, the girls in the afternoon and Kathy at night. As the time went by the girls became more open with their affection for Mike, sometimes becoming downright blatant. Kathy always ignored these moments. It was nothing for one of the girls to crawl into Mike’s lap as they all watched TV in nothing but a t-shirt or her nighty and plant a kiss on his lips. The most Kathy would ever say was that it was nice how well he got along with the girls.
Mike still made occasional trips to New York and always invited one of the girls to come along, to learn about art. They were always happy to go, and happy when they came back. Kathy pestered him about a greater contribution to the household, even though he was paying virtually all of the bills as it was, after one of these trips. It became apparent that Kathy wanted a substantial cash nest egg where she could get her hands on it. Mike always had reasons why it wasn’t possible, ‘just yet.’
Another year went by. Caitlyn, at Mike’s insistence, applied to all of the best colleges. She was accepted at several of the Ivy League colleges, but despaired when she saw the tuition. He sat her down one afternoon and made her a promise. If she would work hard to graduate and carry at least a 3.0 in college, he’d pay her full way and some spending money on the side. He’d set up a trust for tax reasons.
When Kathy and Carissa found out, they were ecstatic. Caitlyn floated the last part of the year happily planning her college experience. When she went off to school, there were the usual tears, even from Carissa though she was happy now that Mike would be hers every afternoon. No more sharing.
For her graduation gift, Caitlyn asked for a vacation to a resort on the coast. Mike was happy to give her that gift. He was surprised to find out, he was included. Caitlyn explained to her mom that Mike had to come along to protect her just as he did on the trips to New York. Caitlyn turned it into a glorious fuck fest and goodbye. She put everything she had learned to good use. Mike was completely spent by the end of the weekend. Caitlyn had to drive home.
Mike had settled into a new routine, a two woman routine, quite happily. It was a Wednesday afternoon. Carissa had come home right after school and dragged Mike to her room. It was their typical bout of sweaty sex. Mike emerged from her room, carrying his clothes to the shower. He was surprised to see Kathy sitting in the living room, her arms across her chest, looking dour.
“It’s not going to happen with Carissa too,” she said.
“What?” Mike asked.
“Don’t play a fool. I know what was going on with Caitlyn,” she said menacingly.
Mike smiled, “Of course you did. We didn’t exactly hide it now did we? How many times did you kiss me and smell pussy on me? How many times have I come from her room, my dick shiny and wet and have her follow me to the shower, cum dripping down her thigh?”
Kathy was turning really red, perhaps from anger, perhaps from being called on her less than stellar parenting.
“You never said a thing, did you?” Mike asked.
Kathy looked away, unable to hold his eyes.
“Yes, that’s what you did --- look away. But you did say something, didn’t you? You asked for more money,” he said levelly.
“No!”
“Yes,” he said. “I am paying for Caitlyn to go to college. And I’ll pay for Carissa too. You do want the same for Carissa, don’t you?” She hesitated. “I thought so. I was really surprised when you said you didn’t want the same for Carissa,” he said and turned to the shower.
In a near scream Kathy bellowed, “We’re getting a divorce. I want you out today. I don’t care about me, but you’ll continue to pay for the girls until the divorce is final.”
Mike smiled. “Of course. I’ll get my things and go.” Mike knew what this was really about. He knew Kathy was in for a rude surprise. Mike called his real estate agent and told him to give notice to the tenants in his old house. He moved to a hotel for the nonce.
Kathy hired her old pit bull. But Mike hired a team of pit bulls. Anytime her pit bull would try something, his team of pit bulls would see her gambit and raise the stakes. Her pit bull quickly realized she was in for a real fight, one she might not win. Then, his team dropped the bomb, the prenup. Mike’s attorney told him it was quite a sight watching the pit bull’s face turn white when she realized that the trust sealed off his assets. Her client could get half their bank account, a couple thousand dollars, and not another thing. Apparently, Kathy really thought that a community property state meant she’d get half of Mike’s property, even if it was in a non-revocable trust and the prenup stated otherwise. But Mike’s trust was air tight. Kathy couldn’t touch it.
Not surprisingly, she called that night. Mike had been expecting the call. He had his arguments all lined up and prepared, even rehearsed in his mind.
“You are going to waive the prenup,” she said without preliminaries.
“Am I?” he asked. “Why should I do that?”
“How about statutory rape?” she said.
“You have two problems with that, my dear. One, neither girl will testify for you. I know that having discussed it in detail with them. If I go to jail, your daughters get nothing. The courts can’t take my money and turn it over to you. Caitlyn gets thrown out of Dartmouth and Carissa never gets to go to college at all. And I made sure they know it. They’ll never testify against me and risk their college. They both promised.” Mike heard her gasp as she realized he might be right. He smiled as he prepared for the Coup de Grace. “Second, if I go, you go.”
“NO!”
“Yes. We already had this discussion. Pimping your daughters while asking for money. Tsk, tsk. How will that look to a jury? Ugly. And the girls know all about it so how will that look in their testimony? Mom told us to be nice to Mike while she asked him for money. How about Caitlyn’s trip to the coast?”
“She was eighteen,” Kathy protested.
“That argument will look good to a jury won’t it? I pimped her after she was eighteen, not before. Yep, a jury is going to find you a sympathetic mother all right. How will a jury look at a mom who didn’t stop the sex until she filed for divorce? They won’t believe a word you say. But, the women’s prisons are nicer than the men’s. We can write each other.” Mike could hear suppressed crying on the phone as it sunk in fully to Kathy. She had nothing to use as leverage against him.
“Listen, I’ll keep my promise to Caitlyn and Carissa. Full rides through college. And to keep the divorce civil, I’ll pay the rental on the condo until Carissa moves out. You keep your stuff and I keep mine.”
“But I was poor,” she couldn’t help herself from saying.
Mike replied. “I know why you married me. You don’t have to remind me.”
Kathy gasped as the full weight of knowledge descended on her. He knew all. And he had the upper hand completely. “The full ride will be in the divorce,” she said.
“No, that’s between me and the girls. That is my promise to them, not to you. Oh yes, they get visiting rights too. I want that in the papers. You ignored it for years; it ought to be second nature by now. I’ll have my pit bull call yours. Tell her you’ll go along with everything.” Mike knew she would fold. She desperately wanted her girls to have the education only Mike could provide. She had no way to get to his money except through the girls. She knew they were her only remaining leverage.
“Okay, Mike. You win,” she said quietly.
He smiled. Leopards never change their spots. “You know, Kathy, we could have gone on happily married. It never really bothered you, did it?” He waited and she said nothing. “I thought not. Carissa would have moved out in a year and it would have been just the two of us. It would have all been yours then. But you had to get greedy,” he said rubbing it in.
“Mike, maybe we don’t have to divorce. I can learn to live with… things,” she begged.
“You know, Kathy. I really did love it when we did it out on the balcony. I never knew I had an exhibitionist streak until I met you. Caitlyn has it too. I guess she got it from you. I learned much from you. If you hadn’t hired the pit bull… That’s when I knew it wasn’t about the girls. That’s when I knew it was about the money. If you just hadn’t hired her.”
Kathy was grasping at straws. “Why don’t we try reconciliation? Withdraw the papers?”
“No, Kathy. I think you were right. It was time,” he said. “Give Carissa my number, won’t you? I’d love to hear from her. We can talk about which colleges she should apply to.” Mike left that hanging. That final threat.
“Okay, Mike. I always loved you,” she said.
“Of course you did,” he said. “Goodbye, Kathy.”
“Goodbye, Mike.” The phone slipped from her hand as she slid to the floor of their condo. Carissa found her crying, the phone making a horrible racket. Carissa hung up the receiver. When she tried to ask what was wrong, Kathy wouldn’t answer. She wiped her eyes. “Mike wants you to call. He wants to talk about colleges. He still wants to pay for your college even though we’re,” she choked, “getting a divorce.” Without realizing what she was saying, the words tumbled out, “Be nice to him.” She gasped as the realization sunk in and fell forward onto the floor sobbing.
Carissa stood over her mother not understanding and helpless. She sunk onto her knees and patted her mother, trying to console her. ‘Poor, Mom. She really screwed it up,’ thought Carissa. ‘At least Mike still loves me.’ Her life was ahead of her and it looked rosy. She’d stay with her mother tonight. But tomorrow, she’d call Mike and spend the night with him glad she no longer needed to hide her love. In her mind she pictured them in Mike’s bed, naked and sweaty, loving and cuddling. "I'm going to spend tomorrow night at Mike's."
There was another choking gasp as Kathy said, "All right, Dear," followed by more sobs.
Carissa smiled. Life was good.
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