A Left Turn In Albuquerque

Part three in the

Oukouméné Saga

By

Frank Zenau

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Copyright June 01, 2011 ©. By Frank Zenau

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A Left Turn, In Albuquerque

Chapter one

After another glorious night of sleeping with Joan, I still could not believe that this was real. How could it be, she was everything that a man could hope for and I yet, form y experiences in the past, I was skeptical of what was happening to me. Considering I had two failed marriages, what man in his right mind would not be skeptical? It was obvious she had money and I did not, so money was not the attraction. So, what was it that attracted her to me?

We had nice breakfast over which Liam told me that Billy and Tanya were driving down the coast and would not be back for a few more days.

I had for the past several weeks played golf pr tennis with them on Sundays, however I was here to write their story so not knowing the schedule I asked. “What are the plans for the day?”

Megan wearing only one of Liam’s shirts looked up and said. “Walter, we are supposed to have a ten o’clock tee time.”

“Well, it would seem to me that if I sat this one out the four of you could play partners.” I replied.”

Joan who had sitting next to me wearing a short nightgown smiled and said. “Walter, unless you really have something urgent to do, I really would like for you to come along.”

“It’s not urgent. But I could use the time to assemble all the notes I have.”

“Walter, there is plenty of time for that. Besides we enjoy your company and I have a surprise for you.”

I raised an eyebrow. “A surprise! What are you going to do, let me win?” I replied laughing.

“No!” He said chuckling. “Letting you win will not make you a better golfer.”

Nodding at Sara, she got up and left the table. Wearing one of Liam’s shirts, which she had unbuttoned in the front, I watched her leave. She came back shortly with a golf bag and clubs and sat the bag down next to me.

“Hopefully, with your own clubs rather than renting a set you can improve your game.” Liam said.

I got up to examine the clubs. Jeez, guys! I can’t except this.”

“Sure you can, Walter.” Liam said and looking at Joan, winked and said. “It seems you have a secret admirer.”

“Actually, Liam and Billy decided to buy clubs for you last week.” Joan said.

“Joan, somehow I get the feeling that you had a hand in it.” I replied.

“You can punish me with later with a nice spanking.” She giggled.

“The best punishment for Joan is not to give her a spanking.” Megan replied.

“You are going to give away all my secrets.” Joan said.

Golf, as I have stated before is not my best game, but how can you turn down a beautiful woman like Joan, I certainly could not.

Barely arriving at the Golf course in time I did not have time to get in a round of practice at the driving in range and after renting two carts we barely made it to our allotted tee time and just as I suspected even with new clubs it was not going to improve my score on the first game.

The bid difference between this game and all the other previous games was when ever no one was looking the girls were much more casual about letting me know that they had nothing on underneath. That in itself a major distraction and prevented me from concentrating on the game.

However, the biggest surprise was when we stopped to take a break after the ninth hole and in the bar, Liam introduced me to another couple. The man slightly balding was several years older than Liam and the woman about Joan’s age and very beautiful, was Dugan and Kathryn, Liam’s former boss.

From her mannerisms, Kathryn was nothing like Megan had described earlier. In fact, the way they exchanged hugs and friendly kisses peaked my curiosity and later after they continued their game, I said, “Megan, she doesn’t come off like I thought she would.”

“The description I gave you was just for the first few months that we knew her. We’ll tell later, about that tonight.”

Of course thinking about what transpired to change her mind made my golf game even worse and I was anxious to learn more.

After the game we stopped off at the neighborhood bar, had few drinks including lunch and drove back to the mansion. After changing clothes, it was obvious that Liam was not in a hurry to resume the story. I instead we sat around the pool and spend a leisurely day watching the girls frolic in the pool naked and openly explore each other sexually.

However, what started off as teasing each other by giving each other intimate kisses in their most private places and breasts soon turned into nothing short of two women making love to one another when Sara slipped her legs under Megan’s arms and over her head, wrapping her arms around Megan buried her face in Megan’s vagina.

I watched in eerie fascination as Megan rose up slightly and emitted soft moans and gentle hissing noises. It was obvious that Sara liked what she was doing to Megan and proceeded with a new vigor that sent Megan into a state of her own. Ignoring Sara’s vagina altogether she could scarcely contain herself as Sara’s tongue probed her innermost private parts.

Flicking her tongue in and out of Megan’s vagina, Megan’s body began to writhe and shudder from the excitement. Not being able to contain herself, Megan held on to Sara’s legs, reared backwards and sat on Sara’s face. With my view of what Sara was doing to Megan’s vagina was obstructed I could only see Sara’s hands reach up and caress Megan sending her into near climactic state.

With Megan on top and Sara almost twisted in a ball, Megan spread Sara’s legs began to lap Sara’s vagina which produced an audible sound of pleasure from Sara.

I was so engrossed watching Megan and Sara that I did not realize that Joan was next to me until I felt her hand under my robe caressing my raging erection. Almost embarrassed for watching Megan and Sara, in a startled reaction I started to push her hand away. However, my embarrassment was short lived and I offered no protest when I felt Joan’s warm, moist mouth engulf my penis.

Working her magic with her mouth, I was torn between watching Megan and Sara and what Joan was doing to me with her mouth. Watching Megan and Sara make love to each other and attempting to watch Joan bobbing here head in deliberate rhythmic motions to take my shaft in and out of her throat, it was an effort in futility to hold back.

Clutching Joan’s head to hold my penis in her throat while I exploded my body shook and my sounds of pleasure drowned out as Megan and Sara moaned out in unison.

I watched Megan collapse on top of Sara as Joan with slow deliberate movement pulled her head back to catch what was left of my hot sperm in her mouth. Rolling her tongue over the head of my penis, she licked each consecutive drop. Shuddering I was very helpless and collapsed myself.

Chapter two

While Megan and Sara were cooking dinner, I went back outside. Joan was waiting for me on the deck naked she had her arms wrapped around her to fend off a cool breeze that threatened to bring showers. She dropped her arms to her side as soon as he saw me. You must be chilly standing out here like that.” I said.

“No, I’m fine really. I love being naked and I’m used to it.” Joan said. Pausing for a few moments, she pursed her lips and continued. “So, why are you nervous?”

Hell, she did not know how nervous I really was and truth was I was nervous because I did not know if I was over my head or what? A beautiful woman and host that asked nothing off me was there a catch or was I caught up in my own emotions. “Joan, I’m just confused. I don’t know, everything is happening so fast.”

She took my hand in hers. “Walter, don’t be afraid I am after all just a woman with nothing to hide and if you ask me a question I will give you an honest answer.” She said softly. “However, I feel must answer what I feel will be your most important question. Perhaps Karen Ravin can answer that for you, ‘Only as high as I reach can I grow, only as far as I see can I go, only as deep as I look can I see, only as much as I dream can I be.’

“Does that provide all the answers and did you see that looking glass.” I asked.

She took a deep breath and sighed. “Nothing in life provides all the answers. Religion, faith and even science do not have all the answers. The answers are within us, in our hearts. To reach for new heights brings me joy. To see things that others do not brings me comfort. Like Megan, I have looked through the looking glass, having seen my soul I dream of places not even imagined. That tattoo on my back is a reminder that I made a promise to Rolf and I kept my promise to him. I would make that same promise to a man like him again, but that man must take me as I am and knowing my feelings and desires. I love who I am and unlike the countless of frustrated women living beyond the gate that separates our fulfilled lives and those that have never attempted to fulfill their wildest fantasies, I feel and am free. Although others might disagree, I have no guilt and I feel no shame. The man that will have me must be free of all guilt or feel no shame for what I am, least of all pity me. It was not a man that made what I am today, but it took a man that learned to understand my wants and needs and I pity any man that would try to change me, because within myself the only guilt man or woman can have is not bringing your dreams of life and not wealth to light.”

“Was it Rolf that helped you?”

She shook her head. “No, long before I met Rolf, my father, actually my step father helped me with my feelings. I had suppressed them when I met Rolf for fear of losing him. I made a terrible mistake for not being honest with him and I nearly lost him.”

“I know very little about Rolf other than what few things I have heard and I have only heard good things about him and nothing at all about your stepfather.”

“Perhaps by tonight or whenever Liam decides to go on with the story it will have progressed to the point where you can learn more about him and myself although you my not like my earlier self. Although, if you think you know Megan than you know me. Just remember they will only tell you events, but I’m sure that in their words you can tell that we were always in love with each other and we still are.”

While the concept was new to me and I had very little understanding, of it, there was something on the back of mind and I asked. “If you like Megan and Sara are slaves and you are property, why have Liam and Billy not taken you?”

She looked at me and said, “May this girl have a cigarette.”

I lit one up for both of us and handed it to her. She inhaled deeply and exhaled. “It was Rolf’s last will and testament.”

“His last will and testament.”

“He willed that I should be free for one year to find a man of my choice. That man has to accept not only myself but also all of us, they accept him, and short of that Billy, should he be alive would take possession of me. The thing that you must understand is that our promise is a tight knit bond and there is no greater dishonor for anyone of us including Liam, than to break a promise or that bond. Liam when I first met him would always say it is how a man keeps his promises that make him a man and of all God’s gifts to reason and to think a promise is the most important thing that God is concerned with man.” Joan said.

I knew in the weeks before being a guest in their home, that Liam’s insight and philosophy on life had intrigued, me.

“If that’s true there will be a lot politicians and lawyers that will be in for a rude awakening. But, why if I may I ask why didn’t you go to Amelia Island with Billy and Tanya?”

“Walter, I would have been a coward had I not been here when you discovered the truth about myself and the others. You may think that there are thousand of men out there that would jump at the chance to meet a woman like myself, but it would short lived and in a couple of days he would call me a filthy shit eating whore and run off. Men like, Liam and Billy as was Rolf, are so rare, each one of them thrive on the other and mayhap more so on my sisters and myself. Neither one is demanding, neither one is physically or verbally abusive nor do they treat us like doormats. We sit and read and discuss the world, politics even religion as many people do every day. We only have two televisions in the house and it tuned only to the local channels. We only watch the news because it could affect us, we don’t watch network television other than a PBS special and become addicted to programs that distort life as it is. We don’t watch sports that we can’t play as a man and woman together and most of all I wanted to be here to see your reactions.” Joan said.

Since coming to their house on that first, I know I had many reactions and I knew I would probably have more. “What about my reactions.”

“You were excited, perhaps even shocked that maybe like Megan a man may have peed in my mouth, and then you had a thought that perhaps I would allow you the same degree of freedom to do so as well.”

Yes, I knew that I had more than a reaction on that revelation. Hell, I think any man would have left in disgust or stayed in fascination as I did. “It’s not like that! Joan you have to understand this is all new to me.”

“Come on Walter don’t lie to me, be honest with your feelings and tell me that you have like most men fantasized about really peeing in a woman’s mouth and not spit it out.”

She was right; I did not want to start lying to her now. “Yes, I have had a fantasy or two about doing something like that and I admit I never found the courage to go through with it.”

“Your honesty is what is admirable and why we have taken an interest in so my Dear Walter, if I may call you that. So are you going to ask me or not?”

How do you ask a beautiful woman like Joan a question like that? Was this why I am divorced twice because I was afraid to ask…to speak what on my mind? Yet, here was Joan, naked and vulnerable almost daring me to ask. I know I blushed when I said. “Has a man ever done that?”

“Yes, Walter from the very beginning with a exception of a short period of time after college there have been many men aside from sex it usually a man’s first request.”

“You knew this right away.”

“Walter, without going into any details, I can only tell you this at a later time it started with my stepfather.”

There were numerous questions racing through my mind, but wanted to respect he wishes and I did not press the matter. However, I did ask. “Are they still both alive?”