I was a little uneasy as I approached the front door of the French residence. I reached to push the doorbell, but before I could push it the door opened and there stood Mrs. Mrs. Frence naked except for high heels.
"Surprised?" she asked.
"You won't believe how much."
"Well come on in and let's get to it."
I was wrung dry when she finally turned me loose to get dressed. We had done it all. Oral. Anal, missionary, doggie and sixty-nine.
"I hope you weren't disappointed" Mrs. French said.
"Not even" I said and then added, "But scared to death."
"Why would you be scared?"
"Pauline caught us because she came home unexpectedly."
"So? We settled all that between us."
"Yes, but what if your husband comes home unexpectedly?"
"I guess that is something that could possibly happen, but he never has in the last ten years or so."
"I've heard it said that there is a first time for everything."
"I guess you are right. Let me think on it. See you next week?"
"Only Pauline can stop me."
"She won't and you can believe me on that."
I was having a bunch of mixed thoughts on my way home. I was happy with my situation for the most part, but there were a lot of unknowns. Pauline took it as a given that we were going to stay together, but would we? If we did what kind of relationship would I have with her mother? If Pauline and I did marry would both women expect me to continue taking care of them? And don't think for one minute that I didn't pick up on what Pauline implied when we had our talk in the cafeteria. The "You like sex as much as I do" part. Her mom could take care of me and see to it that no other girl got her hooks in me? Did she think I didn't know that she was as good as telling me that was going to get her needs met while she was at Walton?
I knew that with her highly sexual nature that she wasn't going to go without and what if she found another 'total package' that had a touch more going for him than I had and decided to replace me? Then I thought "So what." While Pauline already had me down in her mind as her husband I wasn't all that sure that she would end up being my wife. I knew what Pauline's long range plans were and even as young and inexperienced as I was I could see the trouble I would have as her husband if things went as she hoped.
Pauline was working hard with a tutor on her Spanish to prepare herself for going to work with her dad. He had an import/export business that dealt mostly with companies in Latin America and I could see Pauline having to do a lot of travel to Latin American countries. After I got my business management degree I would be joining the family business and there would be very little, if any, travel as part of my job. I didn't think I would like having a part time wife. I could see me just being a filler between her globe-trotting trips.
That brought up another thought. Had Pauline been thinking that far ahead? Was this thing with her mother her way of seeing to it that I was kept occupied while she was gone? If so that implied that she didn't plan on going without while she was away. I'd seen what had happened to the marriages of some of my parent's friends where one of the couples traveled for business and in most cases it wasn't pretty.
By the time I pulled the blankets up and my head hit the pillow I had decided "Fuck it! Take what you can get while you can get it. Worry about what happens when you graduate from college when that time gets here."
In the morning I picked Pauline up and on the way to school my Wednesday afternoon with her mother was never mentioned. In fact it wasn't even brought up at any time during the week that went by until the next Wednesday rolled around. Even then all I got was a "Save enough for me" when we got out of the car at the student parking lot.
After an extremely exhausting session of oral and anal sex Mrs. French said, "I have given your worries some thought and I have a way to end them. My sister Irene has an apartment in town and she says we can use it. But there is a slight catch."
"What is it?"
"She is going through a divorce and is pretty much as sexually needy as I am. She said that I might have to share you with her if things don't break right for her."
"Can you sell that to Pauline?"
"She wants you kept busy while she is away at school so I don't think that it will be a problem and after all it would be keeping it in the family right?"
I wisely kept my mouth shut. We would just have to wait and see what happened if things didn't 'break right' for Ilene.
The next Wednesday Mrs. French and I played at Irene's apartment, but servicing Irene never came up.
It went that way for the next two weeks; momma never mentioned Pauline and Pauline never mentioned momma. It was a totally weird situation, but I wasn't going to complain. I had to be the best laid nineteen year old in the state and maybe even in the surrounding ones.
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Then it was prom time and for the first time since Pauline and I had started spending time together Mr. French decided to have a talk with me while Mrs. French and Pauline were upstairs working on Pauline's prom dress. It was a Thursday, the day before prom night, and Pauline and I had finished play time and were sitting at the kitchen table only this time we weren't pretending to be working on home work. Pauline was trying to teach me some simple phrases in Spanish. She felt I should have at least a little of the language when we honeymooned in Aruba.Her parents came home and the two women went of and left me alone with Mr. French and as soon as they were out of earshot he said rather bluntly:
"I was young once myself and I know how boys your age think. I also know what young guys think about come prom time. I want you to understand something boy. I expect my daughter to walk down the aisle a virgin on her wedding day. You just keep that in mind when you go to those after prom parties. You do not want me as an enemy lad. You understand me?"
I told him that I heard him loud and clear while I was doing my absolute best not to laugh out loud. Pauline a virgin when she walked down the aisle? The man was clueless! I wanted to ask him if he knew how to turn back time.
Then he told me that he expected me to have her home no later than three a.m. All I could say was "Yes sir" even though I knew damned well that Pauline had no intension of home at all before the sun came up on Saturday morning. She had already given me a list of the parties we would attend and a sub-list of parties we would go to if at all possible. I didn't see any way that we could get I all done before noon. I didn't bother to tell Mr. French that. I'd tell Pauline about it and let her deal with it.
I did bring it up on the way to school the next morning and she just shrugged and said, "I'm over eighteen and all he can do is give me the old "As long as you are under my roof" speech and I'll just tell him "Okay. I'll just go and stay with Gram." My grandmother is cool. She told me when I turned eighteen I could move in with her any time I wanted. I don't think she ever liked my dad. I do know that she was pissed when mom married him because mom told me so."
We had a great time at the prom and Pauline told me that what made the night for her were the dirty looks that Mandy sent our way. She and Mandy had never gotten along from way back in grade school. Pauline told me that before we hooked up she had thought of trying to take me away from Mandy just to piss Mandy off. Mandy's date was Donny Haight which came as no surprise to me. I'd seen them together when I was out and about. I got nasty looks from him whenever we saw each other, but he stayed away from me.
We hit a couple of after prom parties and around two Pauline said "It is time that we do something that we have never done together."
"What's that?"
"Sleep together."
"We do that all the time."
"No we don't. I'm not talking about making love; I'm talking about waking up in the morning with you."
I didn't even hesitate and said, "Where to Miss French?"
"The Fantasy Island Motel on Sixth. We have a reserved room."
Nothing different happened in room 102. It was pretty much the same as usual. Missionary, doggie, cowgirl, sixty-nine and anal. What was different was when we got to where I couldn't respond again we snuggled up to each other and fell asleep.
Waking up with Pauline wrapped around me was a new sensation and I liked it. I also liked Pauline's way of greeting the new day, but eventually we got to the bas part. The part where I had to take her home and face her father.
"Don't sweat it" she said. "It is a Saturday and he always goes into work on Saturday. He won't be there when we get there. I can't remember a Saturday when he didn't go in to work. I think that is part of why my parents are having problems."
She was right and he wasn't there and when I walked Pauline to her door she gave me a hot steamy kiss and said:
"Thank you for a perfect prom lover."
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Things stayed pretty much the same on the run up to graduation. Pauline two, three and sometimes four times a week and Mrs. French on Wednesdays. With graduation out of the way and summer staring us in the face things slowed down. Way down.
Pauline went to work for her father so there was no more after school bed play and we had to make do with occasional dates. Occasional because quite often Pauline had to work late. I was still stopping by to visit Mrs. French every Wednesday and while it was always satisfying I wasn't getting near as much as I used to get with Pauline in the rotation.
I still went places and did things in the evenings and I would occasionally run across Mandy and Haight. A couple of times I ran into Mandy without Haight and a couple of those times she tried to hook up with me, but I wasn't interested. At least not until one Tuesday night when I was out looking for some friends to hang with. I was out looking for company because Pauline had called me and told me that she would be working late again.
I was downtown and I just happened to see Pauline get out of a car with a man and go into Maxims which was a fairly upscale restaurant. They were holding hands as they walked up to the door and went inside. Curiosity got the best of me so I gave it about ten minutes and then I went inside. I saw Pauline and the man sitting in a booth next to each other. Not on opposite sides where they could look at each other while they talked and ate, but side by side. Pauline was leaning into the man and her head on his shoulder. Her left hand was on the table holding the man's right hand and I didn't care to see any more so I turned and left.
I hit the arcade, but didn't see anybody I knew, but I didn't really feel like looking for friends any more so I got on a pinball machine and started playing it. I'd been there twenty minutes or so when a voice behind me said:
"You have nothing better to do than spend your evening wasting money on that thing? "I'm sure I can find us something better to do than that."
I turned and found Mandy standing there. I was just in the right mood so I said, "Whatcha got in mind?"
"Get out of here and go somewhere private where I can mend some fences."
"Lead on" I said and she turned and headed for the door and I followed along. Once outside she spotted the Torino and headed for it. I opened the door for her, she got in and I went around to the driver's side and got in. She slid over next to me and said:
"Find us a place a little more private than this."