Should Have Called First (Alternate Ending)

The moment her long-lasting orgasm was over a change washes over Evelyn. In just the span of a few seconds the sexy Domme that had just destroyed my ass becomes the gentle woman I had so totally fallen in love with. Laying on top of me she gazes into my eyes aglow in the aftermath of our sex. I go to speak but she shakes her head and places a finger to my lips. “Shhhh.”

I smile and obey.

Bound and pinned beneath her all I can do is endure the soft love she lavishes onto me. With a feather soft touch she caresses my sweaty brow and teases at my tousled hair. She looks at me like only she ever did, taking in every little detail that made me me. She knew and loved my every blemish and mole and tiny scar. Though older and wiser I could see in her gorgeous face that she was just as much overwhelmed as I was right now. Love makes fools of us all.

Holding me down she kisses me here and there, when ever and where ever the urge would strike her, and continuously strokes my hair and my skin. Not a word is spoken. Touch and sight and feel was more than enough to convey our thoughts and feelings. Until this very day we always worried this moment would be the beginning of the end of what we had built together but now it was just the turning of a page. With Alan’s blessing given there was nothing that could ever separate us now.

I loved how her cock slowly softened inside of me and the wonderful wet, squishy, loose feeling it left behind. I loved how her hot, sweaty body stuck to mine. I loved her smell and how, through her eyes, I could see myself as the beautiful person that I really was. But most of all, I loved her.

Eventually she turns us over so that I was on top but does so carefully, so that she did not slip out. She didn’t want to leave me and I wanted to her to stay. Straddled atop her I sit up and play with body as we continue to gaze and pet. In fact, I stay so long she gets hard again! Gently, slowly, romantically I ride her to another orgasm. I wished I could have gone again by my twice fucked hole had hit its limit.

We continue to play and explore. I eat her out to one last lingering climax then crawl into her arms to cuddle. I nearly fall asleep before she rouses me to attention.

She leads me out of bed and into the washroom where she bathes us both in the very tub she cleaned me that first life changing day. As thorough as ever she gets every bit of me before turning to herself. She then attends to my sore tushie, checking on it and putting some nice cool ointment on my well worked hole. Washed and fresh we head back into the room. The lube, the soiled blankets, everything is quickly tidied before we crawl into bed together for the night.

Of all of the things we’d done sleeping together through the night was something we’d never had the chance to do. I curl up into a little ball as Evelyn pulls me into her for a warm, Mommy snuggle.

I was at peace. I was happy. I was…hers.

“Good night my sweet Prince.” She whispers with a kiss to my head.

I smile from ear to ear and snuggle in closer. “Good night Mommy.”

***

Five months later and the Thompson/Garcia household is dealing with another crisis. Eugene was coming home for an unexpected visit. He would arrive first thing in the morning and none of us quite knew how in the hell we were going to explain the unique family that had formed since his last visit back before Evelyn and I had even met.

None of us were ashamed of our unique arrangement but to actually try and explain it to one’s kid was a challenge that neither Alan nor Evelyn had quite managed yet. Alan felt that it wasn’t something to be talked about hurriedly over the phone, and Eugene’s brief calls home were always hurried, and Evelyn didn’t have the heart to tell her son that there was another ‘son’ in the picture. Kitty volunteered to break the news but, knowing her penchant for mischief, they adamantly refused. Besides, they’d say, it should come from one his parents and not a stranger. Honestly I think they were both hoping that he’d hear it through the grapevine somewhere along the way and bring up the issue himself but he’d been so busy and so disconnected from his hometown that he never heard about the rumors back when they first surfaced.

To the community our strange little family was something of an open secret. People now knew that the Garcia’s were siblings, not spouses. Not only did Kitty and Alan take regular drives through the neighborhood in the Thunderbird she had an adorable baby bump now and everybody knew whose child it was. It was impossible not to the way Alan so proudly spoke of it. Evelyn and I went out regularly for our charity events or simply for nights on the town. And Alan and Evelyn were closer than they’d been in years, their open and honest relationship giving their marriage a much needed resurgence. It wasn’t that rare for all four of us to go out either. Yeah we’d get looks but none of us gave a damn. Heck, even Alan and I had started doing things together. I’d even caddied for him once. Slowly but surely he was becoming the father-figure I’d always needed. Our family was happy and it was secure.

At first we all thought the truth would cause more problems than it did. I know back in Kitty and I’s old neighborhood the rumor mill would have been spinning off of its axle. Funny thing we learned about these rich folks though, they were amazing at publicly ignoring each other’s dirty laundry even as they whispered slander privately. It seemed that everybody in this tranquil slice of paradise had a skeleton or two in their closets and didn’t dare speak too loudly.

The months, the most joyous of my life, had whizzed by in a blur. Alan was still Alan, though a much mellowed and happier version of the man he was before. Kitty, as strong and healthy as a woman could be, was now enrolled in her accountancy course and was doing well. Not that her grades really mattered that much since her ‘Daddy’ already made sure that she had cushy job lined up once she was ready to work after some time with the baby. Hooray for nepotism! My art had come along leaps and bounds, some of it now hanging proudly down at Harper’s cafe. There had been some interest among the well-to-do clientele and I suspected my first sale wasn’t far off now. Though we didn’t need the money I still worked at the cafe. The friends I’d made and the things I was learning made the job a nice stabilizing facet to my new life. And Evelyn? Well, she was in Mommy heaven. She had a family again. She had people that needed her. She had two stubborn young twenty-something siblings and a husband to look after. Most of all, she had her boy. And with a new addition just a few months away now you better believe the nursery was the best in the whole damn city. Evelyn’s joyful squeal still rang in my ears from the day that Kitty asked her if she could stand in as nanny, wet-nurse, and loving grandma whenever Kit needed a break.

Diane, Lamar, my mother, and our old life was securely locked away in the past. Under Alan and Evelyn’s care they couldn’t touch Kitty and I anymore. By embracing our love and the truth of our situation there was nothing they could threaten us with. And, after that last painful encounter with her, my feelings toward my mother were as dead as her cold, shriveled heart. I learned that the opposite of love was not hate but apathy. I just didn’t care about her and that freed me of her for good. Even if she showed up again someday she would be little more than a stranger to me now. I’d been going to therapy to work out some of my issues, though truthfully it was Evelyn who really healed me.

As our supper concluded, another culinary masterclass by Evelyn, Alan makes the decision. “I’ll tell Eugene when he gets here. Man to man.” He says before looking to Kitty and I. “You two make yourselves scarce until I can break the news.”

“Awww.” Whines Kit. “I want to see his reaction.”

Alan chuckles. “I’ll tell you all about it baby girl.”

“If that’s what you want big guy.” I shrug. “Honestly, serves him right for not calling more often.”

“Now Donald.” Evelyn gently scolds. “You know how busy he is.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

She winks at me. “I think my boys are going to get along just wonderfully.”

I roll my eyes dubiously. “Yes Ma’am.”

“It’s decided then.” Alan nods. “I’ll make it quick.” He wipes his mouth with a napkin and gets ready to get up from the table.

Kitty pokes his arm, that old impish twinkle in her eye again. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”

“Huh?” He looks at her and an instant later I notice a blush color his cheeks above his beard. I hide a smile behind my last sip of wine. I knew that blush well at this point. While Alan loved sex as much as the rest of us talking about it openly made it uncomfortable. And Kitty got a kick out of making him do so. “Oh, right. Ahem…uh, Kitty and I need the master bedroom tonight.”

“Oh?” I say. “But it’s our week in the big bed.”

“Ahem, erm.” Alan squirms. “I’ve been thinking this rotation thing…er, we should get another master bedroom.”

“What’s going on dear?” Evelyn asks as she gathers plates. “Something special about tonight?”

“Yeah, why do you need the big bed?” I get up to help Evelyn with the dishes.

“I was…we were…erm, well, we were wondering…”

“Tell them.” Prods Kit with a teasing smile.

He grumbles. “A man shouldn’t have to ask to sleep in his own damn bed!”

“Daddy, please.” Begs my sister with those big, irresistible brown eyes of hers knowing full well that she had him wrapped around her little finger. “I want to do it tonight!”

Evelyn shakes her big booty our way as she places some of the dirty plates on the counter. “Ask my Prince nicely or the answer is no.”

“Ahem!” He clears his throat then blurts out all at once. “Kitty and I got some bondage gear. Alright? We want to try it.”

“And the big bed’s got better tie down places.” Kitty says looking rather proud of Alan for admitting the truth. “We need a solid bed if it’s gonna hold this big beast.”

“Wait…you!” I point at Alan whose blush darkens another shade. “You kinky bugger.”

“None of your business!” He bellows. “And it’s for both of us.”

“Him first though.” Kitty winks. “I’m gonna have my way with him. He he he. He’ll be at my mercy.”

He grumbles and shrinks in his chair but I could see the happiness in his gray eyes.

“What do you think?” I ask Evelyn.

She laughs and rushes to her husband’s side to give him a big ol’ smooch to his pink cheek. “I think it’s adorable. Have fun dear.”

“Mmm…thanks dear.” A guilty smile plays at his lips.

“Thank you!” Kitty hoots. “Tonight Mistress Kitty returns!”

“Returns?” Alan raises a brow.

“Oh.” She winks. “Did I forget to mention? I might have done this once or twice before…****!”

Alan palms his face and mutters. “What have I gotten myself into?”

We all share a good natured chuckle at his embarrassment. While we appreciated Alan’s request it had never been in doubt. This was still his castle and he was our liege. It was how we all wanted it. In this castle I was content to be the Prince, I LIVED to be my Queen’s Prince, but it was still pretty damn good to be King.

“Have fuuun.” I croon as Alan takes Kitty’s hand and the pair of them head off for their nighttime fun.

“We will!” Kitty says with a great big grin.

***

An hour later Evelyn and I are in the living room enjoying some time together yet doing our own thing. I loved these quiet moments where we simply shared our presence with each other. She was reading while I worked through a new technique on a small water painted landscape as in the background some quiet classical music played…though mostly it was the moans and cries from upstairs that we were hearing.

“They’re really going at it tonight.” I say as I dab some ruddy orange across a sunset.

“Mmm.” Evelyn hums as she turns a page. “I’d say so.”

The pair of us are startled when all of a sudden the front door unlocks, opens, and slams shut again!

“What the hell!?” I spring up from my seat and hurry to the door to see all six foot one and two hundred pounds of a lean good-looking man about my age with very familiar hazel eyes.

He looks down at me as perplexed to see me as I was to see him. “What the hell yourself.” He says, his Dad’s gruffness coming out in his baritone voice. “Who are you?”

“I…”

“Eugene?” Evelyn gasps as she comes up behind me. “Oh! You’re…early.” She glances nervously up the stairs. “Oh no.”

“Yeah.” He says to his mother. “Who is this guy?”

“Him?” Evelyn flails. “Oh, uh, you see…oh boy. Your father was going to do this.”

“Do what?”

Before Evelyn can formulate a proper answer there is a thunderous thump of a bed slamming into a wall then a booming cry of passion that echoes down the stairs. “OHHHHH GOD! MERCY MISTRESS KITTY! MERCYYY!!!”

This is followed immediately by my sister’s wailing. “No mercy for you Daddy! Ohhhhh yes! Yes! YES! Don’t you dare cum unless I say so…****!”

“OHHHHHHH!!!”

“Oh boy.” Evelyn covers her face. “Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy. You really should have called.”

“What the fuck!?” Eugene gawks, his eyes bugging from his head as he looks from the stairs to his mom and back again. “Is that…Dad!?”

“Hey Eugene.” Stepping in I greet him warmly and casually. “Welcome home.”

“W-w-welcome home?” He stutters. “Who in the hell are you? And whose that up there with my Dad? And what in the hell is going on here!?”

“My name is Donny.” I take his hand and shake it. “It’s so good to finally meet you.”

“Finally…?”

“And as for what’s going on here.” I motion him to take a seat in the living room. “Come in. Sit down.” His Mom slips her arm around my shoulders to hold me proudly at her side. I look at my beautiful Evelyn and smile then back to the puzzled face that bore those same hazel eyes. “It’s going to be a long story bro.”

The End