I wanna thank Elayne_Hawke for helping me with rewrites. with her help, I have become a lot better.
I also like to thank my editor as well, TheGoofyproofyreader.
Lizzy Continued
That night was truly the worst I believe I have ever experienced. All three of us ladies stayed up to watch Sam, worried he would do something to himself. We sit in the living room, all night talking, wondering if Sam is going to be ok, neither of us truly understanding what he has gone through.
I walk into the master bedroom hearing him cry and see Sam huddled in a fetal position on the bed. I walk over and lay down with him, tears of my own coming down my face as I feel his pain and heartache. He has been so strong through all this, now to see him suffer. As I get under the covers, I feel his hand reach out quickly and grab me, pulling me to him. Wrapping an arm around his head, and my other around his body, I pull him tighter to me while he cries on my shoulder. I can almost feel his pain and heartache.
My thoughts go towards Alison and how she has destroyed a great man. Asking myself how can a woman do this to a man. Then again, I ask myself how can a man do it to us women as well. It makes me wonder how Maja and I haven't reacted so strongly already. Will we collapse like Sam? Is our anger holding back the pain and humiliation?
With so many questions going through my mind, I failed to notice Maja and Mikah come in. I look over at both of them but can barely make out anything through my own tears. After Mikah guides Maja to lay down beside Sam, Mikah comes over and cuddles up to hold me. I look over at both of them and smile, knowing they are here to help us both.
All of us settle and get comfortable with Sam, I know we are all sending our love and hearts to him. After a few seconds, I hear Maja also crying, I fear she still blames herself. It will take a bit before she understands it wasn't her, it was that good for nothing husband of hers!
As I look over Sam's shoulder, I can see Maja with her eyes closed, holding as tight as she can to Sam. I try to hold her hand, but she jerks it away and grabs hold of Sam even tighter. I think to myself, this is not going to be good! I look over my shoulder at Mikah, and see she saw it as well. She gives me a worried look. We're both thinking the same thing. I just hope we can figure something out before Sam sees it. I lay my head on the pillow and feel Mikah do the same, as she cuddles up with me, and we all fall asleep to Sam and Maja's soft crying.
Sam Wakes up. His perspective.
As I awaken, I feel warmth from behind and in front of me and wonder where these soft bodies came from. Last I remember, I had left the gym to go get clothes from my house, and I can't remember what happened after that. I look around the room, not recognizing where I am at, as light from outside shows me the entire room clearly. I look to my left and see Lizzy laying there with her arm around me and her beautiful face close to mine, when did she get here? Looking to my right, I see Maja laying against me, holding me tightly, almost uncomfortably tight. Feeling Lizzy shift a bit, I look back at her and see she is still asleep, I can see Mikah is on the other side of Lizzy, asleep as well. I wonder when this happened. Laying my head back on the pillow, I try to remember but end up coming up blank.
I need to get up as the bathroom is starting to call to me. As I shift, Maja tightens her hold on me. I lean over and whisper in her ear that I need to get up, which wakes her up fully, giving me a frightened look, that look concerns me and makes me wonder if I did anything last night to hurt them.
She slides off the bed easily so as not to wake the others, as do I. I start heading for the door trying to look for a bathroom, however, I guess I go for the wrong door, as Maja starts guiding me towards the other door. It's an En Suite. When I walk into the bathroom, Maja starts turning around, but I wrap my arm around her waist and drag her in with me while my hand covers her mouth for a few seconds. I smile and wink at her to let her know it's ok. I bring her in for a long, deep kiss while wrapping my arms around her waist. I pick her up and set her on the counter, I sink my tongue into her waiting mouth and explore, looking for her tongue to play with. After a few minutes of tongue wrestling, my hands slide down her side till I find the bottom of her shirt and slide my hands inside. Feeling her silky smooth skin, I gently caress every inch as I work my way back up bringing her shirt with me. I feel the bottom of her tits brush against my hands and I feel her jump a little. I break off the kiss and look into her eyes.
"It's ok, If you don't want me to, I won't pressure you." I want to let her know that I want her, but won't make her uncomfortable. I'm still not sure where I sit with her yet due to Frank.
I can see tears coming back into her eyes. "Sam, I'd love to, I just don't know how you can want me after what I put you through! I feel so ashamed, so...so... OH! I DON'T KNOW!! This is all so fucked up!!" She breaks down and starts crying on my shoulder. I wrap my arms around her and pull her towards me. My own needs are now forgotten in the face of the pain I can feel from her.
I lean down close to her ear and whisper to her. "Maja, my sweet lady. You are not to blame, and I cannot nor will not, blame you for anything your husband did. My wife and Frank are two different people who made the decision to fuck around on us and ruin what they had. They made that decision to hurt us. You didn't. Look at me, my lovely lady." I place my finger under her chin and gently lift it up, letting her know that I want to see her eyes.
She looks at me. 'Such pain, such anger and fear' I think to myself. I lean down and kiss her, deeply, lovingly. Caressing her face in my hands while we kiss. As I break the kiss, I look her in the eyes and tell her this. "Sweet lady, I will NEVER blame you for the actions of someone else. You had no idea they were fucking around on us. Why blame yourself when you were hurt just as bad? Please, remember this. I will never look at you, or feel different towards you, based on what THEY did to us. Let's make a promise to each other. No matter what happens, we work together to make them pay for what they did to us, by living our own lives, having a family, being happy together and successful. Can you do that, my Lady?"
She nods to my question, but I don't let it go at that. "My Lady, I need an answer, can you do that? For us?"
I see that beautiful smile finally show up as she says yes. After that, my bladder is now screaming at me. As I walk towards the toilet, I hear her jump down and walk to me. I look at her as she smiles and pulls my shorts down. "When did I get into shorts?" I ask her.
I can feel her push up against me and whisper, "when we found you at your house, you were barely conscious, we believe you had an emotional breakdown. We brought you home and stripped you and when Lizzy got back after getting some clothes and other stuff you might need, we put some shorts on you, even though Mikah and I wanted to keep you naked." She giggles as she also admits to wanting me naked. I smile as this is the first in months that I felt wanted, and sexualized. I love the feeling of it.
While we were talking, she had opened the toilet and held my semi-hard dick, trying to aim it correctly as I took my morning leak. It took her 3 tries to get the aim right, leaving a small mess on the floor. "How do you men do this!? I never thought it would be this hard to take a piss!"
I laugh and tell her. "Well, it's easier when you're looking straight down and not drunk either. Plus, it does have some drawbacks, but I heard the straw has a lot of perks for women," I chuckled as I laugh at my own joke.