Chapter 3 β Diptych
diptych, n. painting on a pair of hinged tablets used as altar-piece; pair of hinged wax tablets.
I β The Shower
"Much can be inferred about a man from his mistress: in her one beholds his weaknesses and his dreams." β Georg Christoph Lichtenberg
"You were awesome." Veronica said, her tongue still tasting the hot cum that covered her face.
In the shower she rinsed the semen off her face and abdomen. Only minutes before, she had let Rod and Trent baptize her in a depraved threeway. Now in the master bathroom, the trio convened in the walk-in shower.
The water drenched them, cleansing their bodies.
"I love you." Rod said as he nuzzled Veronica's neck. He smelled the natural perfume emanating from her hot skin.
Meanwhile Veronica lazily jacked off her pair of lovers, keeping their cocks engorged.
"I don't remember having an orgasm that amazing." Trent said, absentmindedly caressing her breasts.
The two men failed to notice each other. Instead they focused on Veronica, revering her as if she were an Eastern Orthodox icon. She had transported her worshippers to a place beyond place, a zone dominated by pleasure.
The cocks felt thick in her palms. Each one throbbed in its own particular rhythm.
Trent felt exhausted, his body savoring the cool water as it relaxed his body. Right now he wanted to rest. The rigorous fucking drained him. For the first time since he had met Jocasta on the beach, he didn't want to fuck. Letting Veronica massage his cock seemed all right, but he would bow out of any further action. At least that's what he told himself.
While Trent thought he didn't want to fuck again, his mind was elsewhere. Once again shackled to the twin anchorages of jealousy and longing, he began to lust for Jocasta.
In stark contrast to Trent's exhaustion, Rod readied himself for further depraved acts. To Rod this shower was only an intermezzo. A small break before the festivities continued.
"I want to torture you again." He said, his hand gently caressing her stomach.
"Do me anywhere you want." She said.
"Maybe even Trent here can get in on the action," Rod said. "How about it Trent?"
"Yeah, sure." Trent answered, his stare distant.
"Maybe he has somebody else in mind?" Veronica asked as she licked Trent's cheek. "She can't be too important, since you drenched me in your sperm twice today."
"You were quite the machine, Trent," Rod said. "I've never seen anyone pound Nicky like that before. I bet you fuck all your help in this place. It's sure big enough."