A Bed... One Man... and Three Women

My face blushed red as Charlotte looked at me directly, her eyes roaming over me like a side of beef. She smirked, a look of lust crossing her features. She stood, and crossed to the embracing couple, taking my wife's hand in her own as she did so.

"Perhaps you wouldn't mahnd showin me to tha bedroom?" Charlotte smiled at Kaila, who nodded in response, although there was still that twinge of hesitance in her eyes. They stepped quickly, heading down the door that led towards the room that we all wanted to be in right now.

"So, are we going?" Helen asked, quickly moving around behind me.

I smiled happily as Helen placed her hand at the small of my back and urged me to follow the others. I hurried after Charlotte and Kaila, Helen at my elbow. For a moment, her hand slid down, giving my ass a playful squeeze. The next thing I knew, I had entered my bedroom, to find Charlotte and Kaila, kissing passionately, with their hands moving against each other as they stood in the middle of the room.

The gentle sounds of kisses filled my ears, as I looked at the bed, and reflected that it might be a slight crowded, but very interesting time.

"Can you believe we're doing this?" Helen snickered at my shoulder. "I can't believe... how much I WANT to do this now." She stood behind me, and her hands came up to gently run along my chest, over my sweater. She made full contact, her breath warm against my ear. I looked at the others, my attention drawn to my wife's hands as they gently began to slide down Charlotte's jeans.

Helen's fingers dropped to my side and tickled, causing me to jump with surprise. My motion drew the attention of the other two women, who paused their actions to look at me.

"Ticklish?" Helen asked, a slight hint of menace and amusement in her voice.

"Uh... well sorta... but..." I began, trying to keep a straight face as her fingers again teased at the sensitive spot.

"Oh yes, he is!" Kaila grinned, as she let go of Charlotte. "If I know one thing about him you two haven't figured... he really IS my husband, isn't he?"

"Don't you dare." I chucked, my composure starting to crack as Helen continued to torment me.

"Ah've got an Idea..." Charlotte snickered, advancing on me at the same time as my wife.

"Oh no... No... OH crap I'm dead!" I moaned as the women descended on me. Their fingers stroked, causing my voice to explode in a higher pitched than I intended, **** laugh, as six hands began to poke and tease at my sensitive spots. I don't think I was actually ticklish at half the spots they got to, but it was enough to cause me to lose my breath with laughter, followed by my balance.

I found myself on my back on the bed, subjected to the three women's merciless ****. I couldn't stop laughing, every touch seemed to be wired directly to my lungs. I felt my sweater yanked upward, then the rest of my upper body wear, intensifying the stimulation as the maddening fingers touched my bare skin.

"Stop!" I gasped out between sobs of laughter. "Ok, you win! I'm ticklish!"

"And who knows that?" Kaila gasped, her lips coming down on mine in an eager kiss. "I do. I do because I love you and... you're my husband."

Of course they didn't stop, and the sound of female laughter filled my ears as I twisted on the bed, trying to find some relief from the attention. It was futile, as I felt my self stiffen at the collective attention, and the fires of desire within me being stoked by the actions of the women.

"You want us to stop?" Kaila asked me as yet another squeal of laughter escaped my lips. "Do you really want us to stop?"

"Please!" I gasped out, convulsing again.

The teasing slowed, and then stopped. I barely caught my breath before I felt Kaila's soft lips on mine, kissing me deeply. There was deep and fueled passion in her touch, and I felt her hands run over my bare, still slightly spasming chest.

"I... love you." Kaila whispered, her hands roaming over me. "I... love you so much. I can't let him..."

"What?" I whispered back urgently. "Just... just fucking tell me, Kaila! No more secrets. I love you too."

My shirt was pulled roughly over my head, while another pair of hands I recognized as my wife's unfastened my pants. I felt carried away by the women, allowing them to slip my clothing from my body with soft rustles of fabric, mixed with hot and heavy breaths.

I lay there naked, the soft contact of hands all over me. I was extremely rigid, and shivered with pleasure at every passing touch. I looked into lovely faces, seeing more and more skin revealed with each passing moment.

"Brent... He could destroy you." Kaila's eyes were wet. "But because we made our baby... like we did... I can explain to him..."

"What a fucking asshole." I interrupted her. "Honey, are you listening to yourself? The Kaila I know would never put up with that kind of bullshit from anybody. He'll let you keep a lover's baby if he... he doesn't care about you at all does he?"

"But he... he told me... if I ever loved anyone else... what he would do to them. Brent you have no idea... what he's capable of."

"That's not... Kaila... he doesn't OWN you." I stopped... realizing what I had just said. "Seriously, you wouldn't put up with that shit from ME, why do you put up with it from him? You won't even say his NAME."

She breathed deeply... her thoughts on something else... her thoughts somewhere else. I was still aching for her, wanting her, but this was important to her, whatever it was.

"Fuck it. Seriously. There... there can be a way. I'm... I'm his fucking equal, at least that's the promise he made when we got married. I can do it too. Zeus. I divorce you." She spoke to the ceiling. There seemed to be no reaction, but both Helen and Charlotte looked on with expressions of shock.

She seemed to gather strength from the statement. Her eyes lingered on me, on Charlotte, and on Helen. Her breath came harder and harder, and she seemed like she was struggling with something in her heart. For a moment, she glanced at me and I saw what looked like regret in her eyes, before it was replaced with grim determination.

"Zeus... I... divorce... you..." Kaila spoke each word, intoning them clearly and precisely. Her eyes seemed to flash fire, and I could feel the anger rising in her. To be frankly honest, it was hot as hell. Kaila looked... sexy when she was angry.

"If he can get away with doing this kind of shit, so can I. What's good for the fucking goose... " She snarled the words, angry. But it wasn't at me. It was... elsewhere. It was amazing, watching the power of her emotion running through her. All those betrayals, all those broken promises, all those lies seemed to coalesce into words that she spoke, a third and final time.

"Zeus.

I.

Divorce.

You."