"Look Joe, you need to get out and get aerobic exercise, you're starting to get a bit of a paunch," Marie pointed out, "come biking with us, Jim and John are in great shape, but they are not experienced cyclists and we will not be going very fast and I'm sure we'll be stopping a lot, plus you know Baldy and they've never done it."
"Marie, biking is your thing, you go with Dad and I'll go out for a run and work on upgrading to Windows 10. You have fun and don't push dad too far, I'd hate to see him have a heart attack." Joe replied.
"Ok, this is depressing since last time we went it was beautiful and I keep thinking how much fun we had." Marie said sadly, "I'd like to spend more time with you. What if I call them and tell them that you and I are going riding and those guys can go on their ride, it's not like they can't ride without me. Let's do the old interurban, it's smooth, no hills and we can be by ourselves." Marie pleaded.
"No, you made plans with them, go. You tell someone you are going to be there..." Joe said sullenly.
"Damn! You sure are stubborn." Marie snapped. "I'm trying to be as flexible with my plans as I can, you want me to go running with you instead? Let's do that, we can run the old interurban." Marie said excitedly, "I love that trail, shaded, cool, runs along the river."
"Marie, I said I'm fine, go meet with dad and go biking, I actually have other plans..." Joe snapped.
"What other plans? I thought you said you were going for a run. You didn't tell me you had other plans." Marie replied.
"I'm going running with Michelle, she asked me if I would be her partner since she wants someone to push her, and I'm not sure if she wouldn't feel like a third wheel if you came along, it's not like I don't want to be with you, it's just...look, you and dad seem to have gotten really cozy and I'm guessing you really just want to be with him...and Uncle John. Go, I need to get ready for my run." Joe said heatedly. "I know you slept with them, with both of them and then didn't have the balls to just tell me, or make something up, like one thing led to another...or some other bullshit women always say." Panting, Joe paused in his rant. "Why is it all you women just fuck my dad and uncle and then every time, every single time say, 'Honey, it wasn't anything about you, you know how it is, one thing led to another and before I knew it I was filled with sperm, I really was going to tell you and it will never happen again.' Why not just say, 'Joe, I fucked your dad and uncle, I saw their huge dicks, I wanted their big dicks inside me. Will you forgive me this and the next time?'" Red faced Joe stopped and looked at Marie, "If this is not true, say something...tell me I am full of shit."
Marie looked stricken and placed her hand on Joe's arm which was snatched away, "I can't tell you that, I can't deny any of it. But, no, I wasn't going to tell you, I knew it would cause you pain, I don't want forgiveness and I'm not planning on doing it again. When did you know?"
With tears forming in his eyes, Joe softly added, "When you called me Joey. At least tell me you have regrets, regrets that you cheated on me, with my own father and my uncle."
"I can tell you I've had regrets for hurting you and what you must think of me, but I'm sorry for saying this, but I don't regret the love-making, no, the fucking we did. It was...different, so different from when you and I make love. I love you, I do, and when we make love, it is tender, and safe, and nice. I love that, I feel so close to you and love having you inside me, feeling your warm body on mine." Marie said pleadingly.
"Ok, I hear a 'but', I love being with you, but..." James said. "What about with them. What did they do, do to you that I cannot?" he continued bitterly.
"Joe, I'm sorry, but with them it was more exciting, raw...no love at all, simply animal lust. They didn't caress me and gently take me, they tossed me on the bed, they drove into me, pounded me and set off a series of mind blowing orgasms, basically I let them take over and use me any way they wanted, I loved the feeling of powerlessness in their hands. You father and uncle almost ruined me and I loved it." Marie said with dilated eyes and nipples now poking out of her tee shirt.
"Marie, are you leaving me for them? Is that what you want? You want to be used, pumped full of cum and left draped over the sofa by two men who have been using women like that for years?" James said seeing that she was getting excited. "You would rather have the lust and animal pleasure rather than love? Tell me and I'll leave." Joe said.
"If I had to choose one think and live with it for the rest of my life, I'd choose love, tenderness, your warm body close to mine...safe, comfortable love." Marie said softly stroking his face.
Joe didn't pull away, "But you'd like to have the other periodically, the raw animal passion. I'm not sure if I can live with that, with knowing my dad's cock is inside you," James continued painfully, "but I also love you and as crappy as this sounds, I really resented the fact you were the happiest I've ever seen you the last two weeks...the two weeks after you got pounded. Of course, we have made love a lot more since then also, Shit! I ask you to just love only me and you will always miss the raw fucking, I give my blessing, I let you go to my dad for passion, I will feel horrible pain." James slumped down on the seat with his head in his hands. "Perhaps breaking up is the best thing to do." He finished sadly.
"No! James I will not touch your dad or your uncle ever again, I choose you. I love you, I don't love them. Frankly, they are both assholes and I'm not sure how you ever turned out like you did, but if it causes you pain, then they will never touch me again...Ok?"
"ARRRGGHHHH!!" Joe pounded the heels of his hand against his forehead. "No, No, I cannot tell you to never touch them again, as much as the last two weeks hurt knowing it was them, those two with their stupid cocks, those cocks that brought you so much pleasure...No! I cannot tell you to stop...stop fucking them. If you are telling me to trust that...that you truly don't love them and that basically they are just hunks of meat you are using for your pleasure, them fuck them, fuck them and use them. A really bitter part of me wants them to love you, but never get that reciprocated, but I will not take that away from you if it is truly what you need." Joe stood up and hugged her close. "Do what you want, with whomever you want and just don't fall in love with them, but please never tell me about it, I'd really rather not know."
With tears in her eye Marie pushed him back and looked into his eyes studying them, seeing sadness, but resignation, and relief. She pulled him close and kissed him hard tasting her tears in the kiss. Pushing him back, Marie said, "Joe, I have one requirement. I will do as you say, I won't be seeing your dad that often, he is kind of a jerk, but I want you to fuck Michelle if you want to. Really, have you seen how she looks at you? I could be wrong, but when you run today see if she has no bra on and if she runs ahead so you can check her out."
"What? I can't just ask her if she wants to fuck." Joe sputtered.
"Definitely not your dad's son," Marie mumbled, "Actually you can, but perhaps a more subtle approach is more you, ask her in for water, fruit juice, whatever after the run, then before you sit down, 'do you mind if I take a quick shower, you know, just to rinse off? You can do a quick rinse off too, even go first if you like. Marie has clothes here that will fit you.' She likes you, she will suggest you shower together. And if she doesn't, ask her with a sly wink. Actually, she's pretty hot, I am getting wet thinking about soaping up those wonderful breasts, we could do her together some day if you like." Marie said noticing Joe's arousal at the proposition.
Marie dropped to her knees, looked up at Joe, "Let's make sure you have staying power with Michelle," yanked down Joe's shorts and started bathing the head of his cock with her tongue. When Joe mumbled she doesn't have to do this she sucked the hardening rod into her mouth and leaning forward, drove it all the way in feeling his penis push against the back of her throat. Listening to Joe gasping and feeling the jerking of his hips, she cupped his ass cheek with her right hand and reached up and fondled his balls with his left and started pounding her face against his pubes eliciting a huge groan and jets of cum splattering the back of her throat and as she rapidly swallowed, the constrictions caused Joe to buck harder against her face.
