I am now almost three months pregnant. It has been a crazy journey. I finally got my divorce after claiming to have had a drunken one night stand. Jeff bitched and told me I was a slut and a whore before walking out. It didn’t bother me though, I knew the truth, and it was worth it.

Dom and Katie have both tried calling, but I would not have a clue as to what to tell them about Luke (the name I have picked for my little one.) So I have just ignored the calls assuming that they will eventually give up. I was really not in the mood to hear from either of them. The last thing I want is to cause problems for them, and Luke would probably do that. To me he marks a new beginning of hope in the second chapter of my life.

As I lay here in a hot bath with bubbles up to my neck, listening to my iPod , and drinking grape juice ( my substitute for wine at the moment) I know things are going to be all right. I have many struggles to over come as a single parent of three, but I’m okay with that. I feel at peace for the first time in awhile. Each day since that cool November night I have awoken with a smile. Some times I feel a sense of loss when I think about Dom and now Katie, but I will soon have Luke to take up my extra time.

The water is starting to cool down, so I use my foot to turn the hot water on. I am laid back with my eyes closed enjoying simply relaxing. I guess the music is louder then I thought or maybe it was the water running but I didn’t hear the bathroom door when it opened. I was startled when I sensed someone watching me. I opened my eyes and was surprised to see Dom sitting on the bathroom counter staring at me. I had forgotten that he knew where I keep the extra key to the house. He had used it once or twice when Jeff was out of town, but that had been several months ago. I hadn’t thought about it since then.

I didn’t speak at first, I just watched him watching me. Finally he spoke. “I’ve missed you Alex, why haven’t you returned my calls?”

I don’t know what to say to this. My first instinct is to tell him about Luke, but then I remember Katie. So I looked in to his big brown eyes and lie, “I’ve been busy.”

By the look he is giving me I know he doesn’t believe me. As I have said before, I never have been a good liar. After a few minutes of waiting to see if he is going to tell me why he is here, I give up and ask. He changes the subject and commented on my choice of music. Asking me if I remember the night we danced under the stars to this song. It was a song by Maxwell. I look deep into his eyes and tell him I could never forget. This has become one of my favorite songs because of that night. I listen to it daily, but I wasn’t ready to share that information just yet.

I work up the nerve and ask again why he is here. He looks down and tells me that he heard that Jeff had left and wanted to make sure that the kids and I were alright. Incase I haven’t mentioned it, Dom is almost as bad of a lair as I am. I knew that that may have been part of the reason, but their was more to it than that. So I say that things have been different since Jeff walked out, but it was for the best. The boys and I are happy now that he’s gone. This causes him to look back up again, “are you really happy?”

I nodded, not trusting myself to say anymore for fear I would tell him why I was so happy. I didn’t want him knowing it was because I would always have a piece of him with me. A piece that no one could take away. That was my secret for now. I am lost in thought, and don’t realize that I am about to over flow the tub until he reaches to turn off the water. Lucky I had not turned the knob all the way on, so it had taken it awhile to reach the top. I look up at him and smile. He reaches over into the tub and lifts a handful of bubble. He blows the bubble at me, and I laughed. He shakes his head, smiling and then says “baby did you know your bubbles are almost gone?”

I hadn’t, I looked down and could see my body clearly through the water. He is knelled down by the tub , his gaze traveling slowly from my pink toe nails to by face. It has been so long since he has inspected my body this way, it makes every part of me tingle. It almost feels as if he is touching me. I am trying so hard to be strong. I love this man whole hearty, but at the end of the night he will go home to another. The thought is too much for me right now. So I did the only thing I could think of to kill the mood, I ask about Katie. He tells me that she’s fine. It was a little too short of an answer. It wasn’t odd for me to ask about her, we were friends if nothing else. I just normally do it with clothes on, and it was an over the phone question. I never ask about her in person because the stolen time we had together was ours and ours alone. Home wasn’t mentioned during these times, we concentrated on one another. But he never misses a beat. He starts to reach his hand down into the water, he looks at me for confirmation. Damn this man makes me crazy, crazy and weak. I don’t think I could stop him if I wanted to, not that I do but still. I’m trying to be strong and independent.

My eyes are closed as he runs his hands slowly up my legs. I moan, it feels so good having him touch me again, but I need to know why he is here. So before he can get to the point of no return, and I’m completely lost by his wicked touch. I ask him “Dom, why did you really come over tonight?” I needed to know why now, after everything we had been through, why is he here. His hands stop, but doesn’t leave their place on my thighs. I am secretly glad because I think the feel of his touch is giving me the strength I need to push for an answer. I realize now that I can’t walk away again. I tried to be the bigger person before, and leave well enough alone. This time I can’t, I need to know what he wants. If it’s one night he can have it, and then I will have to move that damn key.

He looks at me and starts to speak “things have went to hell again.”

“What do you mean?”

“Katie and I, we just can’t seem to get it together.” “Things were never this hard with you and I.” “We never fight, you just seem to understand me.”

“Dom, Katie just had a baby less than a year ago, things aren’t going to go back to the way they were that quickly.” “You have to give her time.” “Dom, does she know you are here.”

“Yes, I tried to stay away, and she knows it.” “But she also knows that things are better for her and I when I have my time with you.” “Don’t ask me to explain because I can’t” “We have talked about it repeatedly since that night, it all seems to come back to you.” “You’re like the missing puzzle piece, without you we don’t seem to fit together in the same way.”

Now what the hell am I suppose to say to that. I have always joked with him that people should marry in fours. I believe it would cut down on the drama. No lying, cheating or boredom. I have always been the monogamous relationship type. Dom was the first man to cross the line into what I had deemed forbidden territory. He has told me that he loves me and I believe that. I also know that he loves Katie. But society has taught me differently. Marriage was good, cheating was bad. Plain and simple. As a woman I had been brain washed since birth to look for that special ONE to spend my life with. I mean damn, let’s look at Snow White (people fail to realize she lived with 7 men at once) before committing to one, oh and lets not forget that Prince Charming (Which ironically enough most storybook princes are named, coincidence, not even close. This guy invited bigamy. ) had necrophilia . I mean really who goes up to a coffin and starts making out with a dead chick? Now that is what I call twisted. But like most little girls these things weren’t pointed out to me. It took me finding myself and excepting the person that I am to realize we all have hang ups so fuck it…unless of course it is underage. When you hear of people stepping out of the box they’re referred to as kinky, freaks, or sex addicts. Who the hell came up with this box to begin with? Why can’t you love more than one person? Why should love be limited if your mind isn’t. I personally don’t see a problem with it. Now don’t get me wrong it isn’t for everyone, but love, sex, and or relationship do NOT come in a one size fits all package.

I came back from my mental rant in time to catch the last of what he was saying.

“I know I have no right to ask, but will you talk to her tomorrow?”

I couldn’t believe that he was asking me to talk to her about their problems. I know she and I had a connection of some sorts, but damn it’s not like we’re best friends now. We fuck for him, I’m not going to lie and say I didn’t enjoy the hell out of it, but what the fuck!

My bath water has turned cold, so I stood up. He opens my towel and holds it out. I step into it, and he wraps it around me. He holds me like that for a while. My back is to his chest and his arms are holding me tight. I missed feeling this, this feel of safety. He has always had this effect on me. It’s like my body recognizes him. When people touch me as a rule, even when I expect it, it makes me jump. It’s never been that way with him, it has always felt right. I have my head leaned back into him, I finally opened my eyes and looking into his. He closes the gap between us and kissed me. I am lost, just that quick this man could have ask me to go play in traffic and I would have thought about it.

I dry off and let him lead me to the bedroom. Holding my hand as he walks me into the room and he quickly takes off the towel. He put his hands on my shoulder and runs them slowly down to my hips. He looked from my face to my breast, his eyes were transfixed there for a moment, before his eyes returned to my face. He moved his hand to cup both of my breasts, my nipples pebbled at the first touch. He feels their weight and squeezes them lightly. “Sweets they feel as if they have grown since the last time I touched you like this.” He held them a little longer looking at my nipples. I hadn’t gained much weight yet, but my breast had gotten bigger, and my nipples had started to darken. I was shocked he noticed. Most men wouldn’t have, it is such a slight change. I lowered my head, but didn’t comment. I wondered if I could go through with this without bring up Luke. I still didn’t know how or if I would tell him.

He didn’t ask , so I let it go. I wanted this. I didn’t want to think about what might be, just what was. I stand here getting wetter by the minute as he examines me. He rubs his thumb over my nipples and I moan, they are very sensitive. He reaches down and puts my right nipple in his mouth, the other he pinches lightly with his fingers. The sensation is incredible. I have always enjoyed the attention he paid to my breasts, but this was intense. The feeling in my tits had magnified ten fold. I am close to cumming just from this. He realizes this by my tell tale signs, the loud panting and moaning. He looks into my eyes, and I am sure they are glazed over by now. I am so gone on what I am feeling right now, it‘s almost too much. It’s like a high that I don’t want to come down from. He moves his hand to the lips of my soaking wet pussy, rubbing back and forth. He takes one finger and starts to slowly massaging my clit. It doesn’t take long before I go off like fireworks on the 4th of July. If heaven is anything like this, I want in!

He holds me in his arms until I am steady enough to stand on my own. My legs could have been made of Jell-O, they are shaking uncontrollably. When I am able to walk some what on my on, we take the last few steps to the bed. He eases me down into a sitting position, and knells before me. He looks up at me, and tell me that I look beautiful, I’m glowing. I assume he thinks it is completely from him, and who was I to burst his bubble? He stares for a few more seconds, before telling me to open wide. I do as I am told. I spread my thighs exposing my sopping pussy. My lips glisten from the juices running out. He lowers his head and licks from the bottom to the top of my slit. When his tongue reaches my clit I shutter. Damn I am so horny, and his mouth feel so good. He continues to lick up and down, getting faster in his travels with each swipe of his tongue. I feel myself on the verge of coming apart again. This time when he comes back to my clit he buries two fingers deep inside of me. That was all it takes for me to lose control for the second time tonight.

He lifts his head and I drop mine to the bed. I couldn’t move if I wanted to. I am, in the words of Pink Floyd, comfortable numb. He stands and picks me up to adjust me on the bed. When I am situated he undresses and lays down beside me, just holding me. I am having quite time. I couldn’t put a sentence together, that makes sense, if my life depended on it. He raises up on his elbows and looks down on me, before lowing his lips to mine. I can taste myself on his lips. Dom naturally tastes good in every possible way, but now that I’m pregnant , with Spiderman I’m starting to think, and my senses are heightened I am getting a new appreciation of our mixed tastes. I have always enjoyed the taste of my pussy. I love licking my figures after having cum on them. But there is just something about tasting yourself from another that can’t be described as anything but awesome. We kissed until we were both breathless. I reached down to grab his aching cock, I was just about to sit up to return the favor of the two fabulous orgasms I had just received when he shakes his head. “Not tonight.”

This man has NEVER turned down head! A million thoughts are running thru my mind. Is he having second thoughts, is he regretting what we had done, have I done something wrong? He looks at my face, and smiles. “Stop thinking so much baby, you’re going to hurt yourself.” “I just want to make love to you, tonight is all about you.” “You have given me so much in the time we have been together, tonight is your night.” “Will you let me give you that?”

I nod my head, and let it all go. I lay back on the bed. He doesn’t wait to climb on top of me. Although this isn’t our first time I still feel like a virgin on prom night, scared and excited. He leans over positioning himself as he kisses me again. He enters me painfully slow. It has been months since I have had a good face down, ass up, hair pulling fuck, but I wont deny that I am enjoying this even if I am impatient. He fills me inch by inch, it is incredible. His control amazes me. I know he wants to move faster, beads of sweat are forming on his brow from the effort to take his time. I look into his eyes, I have no idea how long he has been looking at me. I wouldn’t be surprised if he hadn’t looked else where, his gaze is that intense. I wonder what he is thinking, but the thought drifts away as quickly as it had came. We are slowly moving as one. My hips meeting his every thrust. I can’t help myself, I start swirling my hips. He gives me a half smile, knowing full well my impatience is getting the better of me. He mimics my action, sending shock waves thru my body. I reach up and pull his face back down to mine. We kissed like our lives depended on it. It wasn’t long before I felt that familiar pull, and knew I was close to cumming. We both picked up speed at this point, our hips working like pistons. I was losing the fight to hold off. It was out of my hands, I had to cum. I was making noises I didn’t even recognize. I didn’t have the power to stop it, but I didn’t want this night to end. I screamed, shouted, moaned, whimpered , and finally came undone. Dom was right behind me jerking as he release one load after another, my pussy milking every last bit of spunk from him.

He crawls beside me, still breathing hard. I laid with my head on his chest while he ran his fingers thru my hair. We must have dozed off because when I opened my eyes sunlight was streaming into the room. We were still in the same position we fell asleep in. This was not good. It was one thing for Katie to know he came over to “talk” it’s another for her to know he stayed the night. I thought about shaking him to wake him up, but I had a better idea. I slipped out from under his arms and slid down his body. He was already sporting some nice morning wood. No sense in letting it go to waste. I put my hand around the base and started licking the tip. It wasn’t long before I had this monster down my throat. I have always like giving head, so I wasn’t about to pass up the opportunity to have a big load of cum this morning. And really what man would object to being awaken this way. Dom defiantly wasn’t. I heard his muffed moans followed by good morning as I was fondling his balls and working his cock in and out of my mouth. I didn’t reply, I hummed instead. He likes this because of the vibrations, I like it because I like the way it turns him on. It gives me an idea though and I stop. The look on his face when I popped out from under the covers was priceless. He thought I was finished. Not even close, I reach into the nightstand and pull out a package of pop rocks. He gives my a concerned look, but I don’t give him a chance to protest. I return to my spot under the cover and tilt the package to my mouth. The candy starts popping immediately, I lower my mouth back to his dick. All I hear is moaning. Dom is normally pretty quite, but he can’t seem to control himself. It didn’t take long before he shoot the biggest load of cum he ever has straight down my throat.

I like to surprise him with new things, but I enjoy making him lose control even more. It’s a powerful feeling to know that you can make someone feel so much pleasure. When I finished my breakfast I came back to lay beside him. He laid there dazed with the biggest shit eating grin I had ever seen. I loved knowing I had put it there. I laid there about 10 more minutes before I decided to get up and make breakfast. I returned when I had finished and we had breakfast in bed. I had made homemade pancakes with maple syrup. His favorite, and mine to for completely different reasons. When we had finished eating. I took the container of warm syrup and started dribbling it down his body, my mouth following. He let me play for a little while before saying it was his turn. I gladly handed over the syrup and laid back against the pillows. Watching him was getting me hot as hell, feeling his mouth work down my body had me on fire. I told him he would have to stop soon if he want another treat. He looked at me like he could believe their was more. I just smiled, knowing he would enjoy what I had planned next.

I got up and picked up the tray of dishes to return them to the kitchen. I turn as I walked out of the door and told him to start the shower. When I open the bathroom door steam came rolling out. I shut the door and began to undress. Dom was already in the shower. I had just bought a new bath toy, and couldn’t wait to try it out with him. I grab it before stepping into the shower. Dom has always liked to watch as I played with myself, but this was going to be a little different. I stood under the spray of hot water, the sudden heat made my nipples pebble. I lean down to attach my toy. It is a rotating vibe with a suction cup attached to the base. I lower myself on to it as he watches, then I motion him forward. When he comes close enough I reach out my hands to grab his dick. I placed it in my mouth and let go. I give him a smack on the ass, and put my hands on my knees. He begins to pump in and out of my mouth. After he establishes his rhythm, I start moving my ass up and down. Each time he goes in I go down, he pulls out and I come up. As he increases the speed, so do I. I have never done this before, but it is definitely something I want to do again. It feels so good having my mouth and pussy full at the same time.

He seems to be enjoying it as much as I am. He hasn’t taken his eyes off me since we started. I feel him jerk in my mouth and I know he is getting ready to cum. I take the first large load in my mouth and it sets me off. I lean back to ride out the wave of my own orgasm, and let him finish on me. Once he realized what I was doing he takes his cock in hand and aims at my mouth and then tits. I run my finger over my breast where he has just squirted cum and bring it to my mouth. Damn I love to taste him. When he finishes we get out and dry off making our way back to the bedroom.

I sit down on the bed Indian style, and he stretches out before me. I ask if he should be getting ready to go, and he nods. I’m saddened by this, but knew it was coming. He tells me that he hates to leave, but it was time to face the music at home. I told him I understood, and grabbed my robe as he was getting dressed.

I walk him to the door, where we hug, kiss, and say our goodbyes. Now that he is gone I decided to take a nap. I am exhausted from our morning workout. I lay down and it is about 10:30. I don’t even remember falling asleep, it happened that quickly. I awoke to the phone ringing. I turned on the lamp to grab the phone and look at the time. It was a quarter till 4. I couldn’t believe I had slept the day away.

When I answered the phone it was Katie wanting to know if she could come over. I gave her directions and she said she would see me in about an hour. What the hell have I gotten myself into now. If she comes over bitching what am I suppose to say to that? It would be slightly rude to say “ listen I just got fucked seven ways from Sunday, I can’t even walk straight, and your killing my good mood here. Do you think we could change the subject?” Yeah I’m not really seeing that going over to well, but you never know.

Katie arrives 56 minutes later. Now would really have been a good time to be late, but it is what it is. I answer the door still dressed in my robe. I mean damn she has seen me inside and out, so why not? I had taken the time since we had gotten off the phone to grab a snack, wash my face, brush my hair, and brush my teeth. This was as good as it was going to get today.

I open the door and invite her in. This feels weird, after everything we have done to and with one another this is still only our third meeting. I’m sure she is just as uncomfortable as I am. She is looking around taking everything in. I offer her a seat and ask if she would like something to drink. She sits but, declines the drink. I sit across from her on the love seat. I’m fidgeting with the tie on my robe, I look over and she is doing the same to the strap of her purse. I finally will myself to look up at her. She doesn’t have the same glow that I remembered from our last encounter, she looks dejected. I feel sorry for her, but I don’t know how to help. I have taken myself out of the equation twice to no avail, I’m not sure what to do this time.

She looks up and meets my eyes. “I’m going to leave Dom.”

“Huh? What the hell are you talking about?” “Is this about last night because…”

“Stop, this has nothing to do with you, or last night.” “Things haven’t been right for along time.” “ The night that the three of us spent together was the closest we have been to right in awhile…how fucked up is that?”

By now she has tears in her eyes. I can tell it isn’t easy for her to say this. It’s probably harder considering we barely know one another. I move to sit beside her. I pull her into my arms and stroke her hair, murmuring words of comfort. I hate seeing this woman in so much pain. I tilt her face up towards mine and plant a soft kiss on her lips. I just wanted to make her forget and stop crying. I could taste the salt on her lips as the kiss deepened. She takes control now and pushes me back against the sofa. The pressure of her body is so much different then Dom’s. She is soft and delicate where he is hard and firm. Both are completely different, but both feel so right. Katie starts undressing me, not that it takes much. She undoes the tie of my robe letting the sides fall apart. She then starts on a path from my neck working her way down. Soft kisses and tongue laps, she is gentle until she reaches my breasts. It feels like she is trying to devour my nipple. I arch my back trying to give her better access. I am moaning and I can feel myself getting wet. I am running my fingers through her hair. She has her glow back. Her checks are golden and there is a twinkle in her eye. She looks just as beautiful to me as she did that night. I want to make love to this goddess before me. I want to be apart of her. I’m licking my lips just thinking of tasting her.

We take what seems like hours worshiping each others body, nothing was off limits. When we finished we lay curled together, not ready to step back into the really world. I can’t believe we had done this again. The first time was for Dom. This time it was for us, we needed to feel the connection that we had unknowingly developed. We slowly pull apart, and she looks in my eyes and says “there is something different about you.”

“What do you mean?”

“Your body feels different, your breast are heavier then they were, and you have gained weight…I know the signs.” “Is it his?”

What could I say, this woman has just had a baby she know the changes that one goes through. I didn’t have it in me to lie to her. So I just stared off and nodded my head. “Was it the night we were together?”

I tell her yes, that I had not seen or spoken to him or her since until this weekend. She asks if I have told him. I tell her no and that I wont if she doesn’t want me to. It was my choice to make him, keep him, and love him. This would be my third son and just as the other two I would raise him alone. I had a lot of sleepless nights to think this over, and no one could steal the joy that Luke had already brought me.

“Call Dom and tell him to come over.”

“Why?”

“This could be what saves us all.”

I’m dumbfounded, but make the call. He tells me that he was on his way back anyway because Katie wasn’t home and he needed to talk. I tell him Katie is here and we all need to talk. I can hear the worry in his voice as he says he will be here in about ten minutes.

When he arrives he doesn’t knock, he opens the door and walks in. Katie and I are dressed laying on the couch. We are spooning, she behind me rubbing my belly. He takes in the sight and sits in the same spot I had earlier. We sit up facing him, as he asks what’s going on. I look at Katie, and she beings talking. “Dom, we have all been giving a wonderful opportunity and I think we should explore it.”

“What are you talking about Katie, nothing has been wonderful lately.”

“Alex is pregnant, but that is just the beginning….” “You love her, don’t deny it.” “I think I’m starting to as well.” “What I am proposing is that we get married.” “We have three little girls between the two of us, and they need to see us stable.” “ As for Alex I want her and the three boys to move in with us.” “ I feel we are stronger with her, and it isn’t just the sex.” “I want her to be a part of our lives.”

I am sitting here wide eyed. I knew she was going to tell Dom I was pregnant, but I was not expecting this. “Katie I think this is to much to quickly.” “What if I can’t take watching the two of you, or I meet someone?” “What would we tell the kids?” “There are to many questions and not enough answers.”

“Katie, Alex is right there are a lot of things to consider.” “I love you both, but how would we make this work?”

“I’m tired, maybe we should talk about this later.”

They both rise to hug and kiss me. I walk them to the door with a promise to call soon. I closed the door behind them and went to the kitchen. I run the water for a cup of tea. I’m hoping it will settle my nerves. I sit there sipping on the tea for awhile just trying to clam myself. I can’t believe what happened not an hour ago. Live with Dom, Katie, and our children? I have no idea what to say to that. I fall asleep on the couch and have the greatest dream. I dream of Luke walking towards his daddy on his first birthday. We have thrown him a Star Wars party…Dom loves to say Luke I am your father, in his best Darth Vader voice. It always makes Luke laugh, and the rest of us smile. All of his brothers and sisters are there as well as his Aunt Katie. I am so happy I awake crying, wishing it were true.

I called Dom and Katie the next day and we worked out the details. We decided to find a home that was ours while I was pregnant. The kids took to everything right away. They are young and just think it’s cool to have a big family. We found a huge house with a lot of land, meaning no neighbors. We are renting with the option to buy once we decide this is going to work. Luke is Due in 3 months and we are all excited. We have had our growing pains getting use to living together, but nothing that couldn’t be over come. The love I have for Dom grows everyday, as does the blossoming love that Katie and I share. I see them together and I thought that would be the hardest part for me. I was so wrong. I love to see them together because I see the love that they have for one another. Katie says the same about Dom and I. I can’t wait to see what each day brings. This roller coaster ride has been full of ups and downs, but I am enjoying every minute of it. I have to go now, Katie and I are about to sit down and watch our new favorite show…Sister Wives.

The End!

Thanks for reading the conclusion to Blast from the past. How you all enjoyed it.