What The Hell Ch 06 1

What The Hell - Chapter 6

Love isn't triangular. It's circular; never ending

Written by Aoife

A/N - I am certain this storyline has been written time and time again but let me throw my twist into this storyline.

The feedback I received was brutal and frankly honest, thank you. The previous story and chapters were not my best work as I was challenged in life. That being said, I will stand by the fact that "love is love". Who are we as judge and jury to deny one's feelings and what their heart, mind and soul needs. Furthermore, why would we deny someone what they feel? Or need?

If it is a monogamous relationship as MB and I have great! If it is a poly relationship as is this fantasy, great! No one should pass judgment on others unless you are with them, walking their path.

I do hope you enjoy the series conclusion.

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As Roxanna, Veronica and I made our way 'home' to Roxanna's, Roxanna commented as to her surprise and how beautiful the matching engagement rings were.

"Yes my dearest, what do you expect from a slut from Southie?" The three of us laughed knowing we would enjoy a wonderful evening in bed, making love a circle of three lovers, our threesome.

~~~ End of Chapter Five ~~~

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The sun shined brightly through the purposefully cracked curtains, just the panels which would wake Roxanna. Why the cracked curtains? I do not know. It is how Roxanna has been since we have been back together. Maybe her good luck charm? A superstition? We all have one or two.

Fortunately for me, I didn't need the sunlight to wake me. It seems someone's internal clock roused them from their slumber.

I was the fortunate recipient of her loving fingertip touches. I laid there smiling while looking into the eyes of the woman I announced to my stepfather, fiancée and friends, to be head over heels and absolutely in love with.

And no one, no one blinked an eye!

I winked as she drew circles around my navel and traced figure-eight up my torso and around my nipples. The goosebumps were multiplying by the thousands and were everlasting. The shivers she caused were magnificent and were driving me close to the edge without going over. Ever so gently she would trace back down my body and tease at my tuft of hair having her pinky draw the lightest circle around my clit.

I was on edge. My breathing was quickening when I felt another hand on my hip. Then I felt her warmth and wetness on my hip as her lips pressed to my ear.

"We are going to edge you slut, until you beg." A groggy Roxanna croaked out. "Then I am going to smother your mouth and cream your face with all the wetness your fiancée can muster in my orgasm."

I swear I came a bit when Veronica chimed in, licking my earlobe then whispered, "Yes all the while I try to suckle at her breasts and slowly enter you over and over and over with my phallus."

"Incorrigible!" I moaned, "Please bring me off lovers. I need you both to take me, please."

They were my truest lovers. There was no doubt. As she said, Roxanna lowered her swollen and wet labia to my mouth where I made love to her. All the while Veronica ensured I was taken to the highest mountain peak of an orgasm one I couldn't ever recall as she thrust her thin girlcock in and out of me.

As my toes curled and my legs, which were held in place wrapped with Veronica's arms, I was edged with her tongue swirled and gentle finger touches until I felt Roxanne's sweet nectar flow, my reward my efforts it was then Veronica closed her mouth over my clit taking me over the edge. I shivered and shook as I squealed, cumming for the women I love.

Oh! What an amazing, wonderful morning!

~~~

I sent Veronica a few texts the week after New Year's trying to get together for some 'us' time. She explained she was swamped after the holidays, trying to catch up with patients. It made me slightly sad, but I understood.

We were working arranging our schedules around the Martin Luther King Jr. holiday seeing if there was a weekend we could all getaway to Vermont. Out of the blue, I was blown away when I looked at my phone and saw a text from Lisa.

'Roxanna has given me permission to ask you out, on a date.'

I sat in the nurse's lounge trying not to react. I heard others opening and closing their lockers as we changed shifts. Several wished me a wonderful evening telling me they would see me later.

Another text popped up.

'I know it is strange but I would like to take you to dinner.' Just let me know, Lisa'

I just stared at my phone. Suddenly I felt it vibrate, another text came in.

'Lex, I love you, I really do. Can I see you tonight? I don't work tomorrow? Please babe? Rox'

I closed the door to my locker, put on my jacket, grabbed my purse and walked towards the exit. Leaving the stress of the day behind me, only to return in less than twelve hours. Heading home to a different strain, a loving strain.

Being deeply in love with Roxanna is at times very stressful. She does love me and I love her. She is really good for me, really good. I am an over the top emotional person who is kept in balance, harshly and deservedly so at times by Roxanna and by Al.

On the other hand, Veronica keeps me stable with her words, Roxanna is more action oriented. I love them both and how they settle me in their own ways. I have said many times how I needed a therapist and well, I have found the perfect balance in my life and feel I am in a great place with Al, Roxanna, and Veronica. Do I really want to throw Lisa into that mix?

Fuck, what was I going to do?

I called Roxanna as I was heading home and begged her off for the night. I was tired but I would call before going to sleep. She was not thrilled but understood. When I got home Al was on the couch relaxing. We spent some time together chatting while I ate some dinner.

I took a leap of faith. "Dad, I have this thing coming up on Valentine's Day at Children's."

He looked at me and nodded as if he knew what was next. "What would you think if you came along and just visited with the children whose parents couldn't make it?"

He raised his eyebrow again. I pressed on. "Come on, you know there are times when the parents work, they have jobs and some aren't as fortunate."

He looked at me, "You aren't roping me into something."

I winked at him. "Of course not, I promise, just to get you out of the house. Bring a smile to a child's face for a few moments. Please, say you will?"

He shrugged and told me he would think about it. I finished with my dinner, put away the dishes and then kissed him good night. I made my way upstairs and called my lover.

As Roxanna and I were ending our call, I calmly asked about the date with Lisa. I explained that I was unsure about this. I hadn't responded but I promised Roxanna I would think about it.

"I love you babe, I will come see you tomorrow after work." I disconnected the call and set my alarm for four-twenty.

The next day I had purposely left my phone in my locker during shift. I just didn't feel like the distractions let alone the way my head was flipping. I just couldn't wrap my mind around things.

As I walked to the parking lot, I called Roxanna. "Okay I will accept her offer for a date but under one condition."

She interrupted. "Oh no, no you do not!" She started pushing back. "You do not add any conditions, it is just a date. It is a simple date with my sometimes and now rare casual lover and

our

longtime friend."

I ignored her. "That's the problem I have, she is my longtime friend, your lover, and Geoff's wife! It doesn't make sense." I paused.

"Okay what is your condition?" Roxanna asked.

"Here is my stipulation. It is easy, you take, not ask, you take Veronica out the same night. You and Lisa will coordinate locations; they

will not be the

same but you take Veronica out."

There was silence, dead air. "Hello?" I asked

"Yes I am here, I hear you but..."

"No, no buts about it. You take Veronica out or I decline Lisa." I demanded.

I could hear her pondering. "Lex, in hindsight, we don't have much in common but if she is in your life, then I need to get to know her."

I could hear her shuffling around whatever room she was in. "Rox, it is only fair."

"Okay, deal. I will have Lisa call you with details and I will call Veronica." Roxanna said.

~~~

Date night came three days later. Lisa and I were going to a nice Italian place in Bedford that she loves. Roxanna didn't share where she and Veronica were going, and I was alright with that.

As I was leaving Al's house for my date my phone rang, it was Veronica. I answered her call; I was actually very excited to hear from her. I wanted to know what she was thinking.

"Alexandra, I am a bit nervous. I feel like I am cheating on you." She had a solid point.

"Yes my dearest and I feel the same although I have known Lisa for a long time." I continued. "I would like you to have a nice time, allow her to get to know you as I do. I have a favor to ask my dearest lover."

"Anything for you Alexandra." She replied quickly, seemingly wanting something from me.

"Please don't sleep with her. I promise to not sleep with Lisa, we, you and I must think this through. I do not want to hurt you at all."

Veronica promised and then I asked, "Veronica, my love, I will need to be with you tomorrow night please my love, trust me. I need some time with you, even if it's just in your arms listening to some music."

We agreed to a date tomorrow and disconnected our call and each left for our dates.

Because of proximity and at Lisa's request, I drove and met Lisa at the restaurant. She set us up for what could be considered an intimate dinner. Our table was in the back corner, in what I would term a romantic setting. The table lines were white, the napkins were red, the place settings, the candles, the ambiance, simply stated, breathtaking.

Once we settled at our table a bottle of Chianti was brought out, the sommelier poured Lisa a small sip, she took in the aroma, then a sip, and she smiled wide and nodded. Then the sommelier poured each glass. There was a small glance exchanged between the two which I noticed but didn't mention.

Our salads came with warm bread and a small bowl with olive oil and fresh cracked black pepper. It was delightful. We just chatted about our long friendship, our lives, and past mistakes.

I extended my apologies again, which I fully admitted to my excessive and narcissistic reaction to the text. Lisa felt it was water under the bridge. I was trying to make things right between her and Roxanna.

We enjoyed a shared dinner of veal parmigiana cutlets with angel hair pasta on the side. As we finished a second glass of wine, our shared dessert was served, cheesecake with raspberry sauce.

Our waiter and the sommelier stopped past again as we finished. I pulled the waiter down to whisper in his ear, but there was to be no bill. That had been taken care of in advance. I was stunned but slightly upset. She has a family and I needed to pay for our dinner. I looked at her in frustration, she just winked.

A to-go box was then dropped off at the table which perplexed me. I wasn't aware we had leftovers. As we exited the restaurant and walked to the cars, Lisa took my hand and held it gently. She walked with me to my car. As I went to open the door she turned me slightly.

"Alexa, I would like to kiss you but I only will with your permission."

I shivered, and not just from the chill in the air. I wasn't fully certain but I had a feeling that Roxanna would at least try to kiss Veronica. How could I cheat on Roxanna and Veronica, the guilt was piling up. I was having a wonderful time.

I whispered, "Lisa, I am confused. I love Roxanna and I deeply love Veronica. I need to figure out how "we" connect. If at all."

Gazing into my frightened eyes she spoke. "I have a plan for tonight whether or not it goes full circle that is your decision. Alexa." She leaned forward and kissed my lips, very softly. "I won't push."

"Lisa, I trust you but I do not think I am ready. I am sorry but I am not ready for this." I leaned forward and kissed her cheek. "I love you dearly, as a friend. I am not ready."

I could hear the disappointment in her voice as she bid me goodnight. We each went our separate ways, me to my childhood home and her back to her child and husband.

~~~

That next night when I finished work, I opened my locker and retrieved my phone only to see a text message from Veronica canceling our date for tonight. She didn't give a reason except to say she was sorry.

I looked at my phone only to see a text from Roxanna.

'Please call me.'

I closed my locker and headed out towards my car. I started my car and dialed Roxanna's number. She answered right away.

"Hey love! I am sorry I do not know what I did last night." She was rushed in her words.

"Rox baby, what are you talking about?" I inquired.

"Lex, have you not spoken with Veronica?"

"No, I was to see her tonight but she canceled without reason."

"Oh Lex!" She exhaled, I knew that tone. "She ran out on our date last night part way through. She simply stood and excused herself and ran out of the restaurant."

I was flabbergasted, Roxanna continued. "I paid the check and ran after her. By the time I got outside she had gone. I couldn't find her. I tried calling her, but nothing, she has been silent." She paused.

"Lex, it gets worse. I tried to go by her office today. Her door was shut and the "In Session" sign was up... all day Lex, all fucking day."

"Okay I will try to call her." I suggested.

I called and there was no answer, I left a message. "Victoria, its Alexandra please call when you have a moment, thank you."

I made my way home. I was confused; I was worried and yes stressed out. We had all agreed to attend the Valentine's Day party at the Children's Hospital which I was playing at. I knew Trish, as a committee member, would be there and I didn't need any crap from her.

There was a previous three-way unanimous agreement. Roxanna was going to see if Lisa was interested, we all doubted it. She would spend Valentine's Day with Geoff and frankly, that is what

I had hoped

for.

The agreement was simple. On Valentine's Day we three would spend the evening at the event at the Children's Hospital Valentine's Day dance party. We called it a dance but we truly knew it was a party for the children, we knew not too many of them would be dancing.

We laid out the rules; well I did most of that. Each would wear a simple red dress, black heels, and we allowed each to choose her jewelry, nothing flashy. It would be plain and simple. We would engage as friends, and not as a trio of lovers. There wouldn't be any signs of, any touches, and winks, or any shenanigans. We would be three women at a charity event for the children.

That all changed on Monday, nine days before the event, well sort of changed. I came home to see Al in his recliner; the television was off and frankly so was he.

I kissed his cheek and made my way to the shower, washing off the ER and the days. I came back downstairs to see him returning to the recliner. I made my way to the kitchen and there was nothing, no dishes, no mess, not that Al makes one, but most importantly, there were no leftovers.

I walked back out and sat on the armrest of the recliner and looped my arm around his shoulder.

"Care to tell me what's going on?" I asked quietly.

He just sat quietly. It didn't take the education and skills of a psychologist to identify the look of pain and sorrow in his eyes, on his face and in his actions. It took me seconds to really put all the signs together. Thinking back over the last week I should have seen it sooner.

"You still haven't given me an answer about the dance at Children's but I have an idea." I felt him shrug his shoulders.

"Al, I can't fill your heart with the love she gave you but I can try to bring a smile to your face."

He didn't move he just looked straight forward deep in thought. He had this same reaction for weeks after she died, hell we were all grieving. This? This seemed worse, this was loneliness.

I got up and moved, kneeling down in front of him. I took his hands in mine.

"Would you be so kind as to escort your stepdaughter to a Valentine's Day dance?" I looked up at him and smiled. He didn't move, I shook his hands and he finally looked at me.

"Come on; let me give you a reason to smile. Let me try, let me show you what helped me accomplish."

He nodded and half smiled. I felt a little better. I leaned forward and hugged him. "You know how much I miss her. Al, she wouldn't want you to be sad, she would want you to live!"

He just nodded. That was it, I needed a plan, and I needed to make him smile. Maybe the laughter of the children would make him smile. I kissed him on the cheek telling him I would be right back.

I am not the best in the kitchen but I make a mean, and I swear it is the meanest tomato and lettuce sandwich on the planet. Just a bit of mayonnaise and my secret ingredient, a sweet and sour pickle dead in the center.

I carried the plate into him like it was the finest meal at a Michelin star restaurant. I laid a napkin on his leg and sat on the opposite armrest.

"My dear Señor, I present your dinner." I pulled off the paper napkin from the sandwich with all the acting I could muster.

He finally smiled, "Pickle?" I nodded and he smiled again.

I kissed his cheek. "Al, I love you so much, I wish I could take away your pain and sorrow. I truly do." I kissed his cheek again.

We ate in silence. When we were done, I took the plate back and cleaned up. I hugged him once more and promised him, though he was escorting me to the event, I would make it a great night for him.

That next day when I came home from work, I looked in the mirror thinking to myself that this could be a huge mistake. What if this brought more sorrow to him. Being around these sick children is the same sickness which took my mother but more importantly, took his wife from him?

I threw caution to the wind and decided not to bring it up with Al. He would, or at least I hope he would, tell me if it was an issue.

All my concerns were put to ease and rest that evening. Al came downstairs, wearing his suit, a nice white shirt and a red tie. He wore his comfortable shoes. He always complained that shoes affected his feet. I smiled and kissed him on the cheek, and him saying not to worry he would be the most dashing looking man at the event.

I think what bothered me but yet made me smile wide and literally brought tears to my eyes was seeing Al as we arrived. Al immediately acted like he belonged, he was engaging with the children. I took my tasks to hand and started setting up.

Trish came over and asked if I had seen Veronica as of yet. I shook my head and shared that neither Roxanna nor I had a chance to speak with her in the last few days.

"Trish, I am worried, she isn't returning my calls."

A bit later, Trish got my attention and nodded towards him. He was over at one table playing with a few children. As if he knew I was looking at him, he looked at me then smiled. He mouthed to me, 'Thanks.'

I had finished a pretty typical sing-a-long series of songs when Trish came over and thanked me for my time. I thanked her and joked I was appreciative and felt bad for their ears having to listen to me play. We laughed and I accepted her chastising me.

I was slightly shocked when she leaned closer but then she whispered in my ear. "The gentleman you are with."