Chapter 6: SATURDAY EVENING
Back in Don's room the three settled in to discuss the past two days. Diane was very sympathetic with Jenny wanting a baby. To Don's surprise she agreed with Jenny that Don would be the good choice to father the child since Joe couldn't. Both women laughed at him when they saw his jaw had dropped to his chest.
Diane explained she had been exploring her feelings ever since Don had returned and wasn't hurt. At first she was sure her marriage was in trouble. Then she had been hurt that Don not only betrayed her, but according to Joe had given Diane to Joe. Then last night, when Don left her to go to Jenny, she was so mad she was near murder. When she found Joe climbing into bed for sex with her she felt she had again been traded to Joe for Jenny. She felt that Don was treating her like a possession, not a person. She had never felt so lost in her life.
That was the stage she was still in when Don came home that morning. Yesterday she had waited for Don to say something about what had happened, and of course he hadn't said a word. Don of course believed that Diane had been asleep when he left to go to Jenny. He didn't think Diane even knew about what was happening, and he was unaware that Joe had screwed her. When he disappeared after discovering Joe and Diane getting it on she was sure he didn't have the courage to face her after what he had done.
When she finally found out what had been going on and why, Diane was surprised to find she sympathized with Jenny. When she searched her feelings she was not jealous of Jenny. With any other woman, it wouldn't have worked, but they were closer than sisters, and she didn't feel threatened by Jenny. In fact to Don's consternation she urged him to be sure Jenny had her baby.
That was when Don got up and went to go for a walk around the lake. Taking the stairs leading directly to the lake walk Don paused to admire the view. He was so keyed up he almost took a swing at whoever suddenly put their hands on the back of his neck. Turning he was happy to see both women had followed him out to keep him company.
They were over an hour in their stroll, watching a beautiful sunset before they returned. Coming back up the stairs they heard a banging and heard Joe demanding Don open the door. Poking their heads around the corner they found a very drunk Joe pounding on the door to Don's room and shouting for him to open the door. The three stood and watched until Joe pulled out the key to his own room and opened, breaking through the security chain in doing so. After Joe had gone in and shut the door behind him, they walked quietly to Don and Diane's room, entered and shut the door quietly behind them. Now didn't look like the time to talk to Joe.
Jenny asked if she could stay with them, she wasn't sure how Joe would behave if she went in the room just then. They agreed, Diane telling her she should spend the night with them. At that Jenny blushed and the girls found Don's chin had dropped on his chest again.
The three of them each had another drink before getting ready to go to bed together in the big king sized bed in Don and Diane's room. Unlike Jenny and Joe's room there was only the single bed, big as it was.
It seemed like only minutes before they heard someone shouting in the hall, "God Damn woman's STILL not home!" Then the whole building seemed to shake when a door was slammed shut.
"Oh god, that's Joe!" exclaimed Jenny. "Oh dear, what can I do now?"
Diane told her to relax, the three of them were going to have a sleepover, and then she giggled. A grinning Jenny agreed.
Don excused himself and took a long luxurious shower. When he got out he was feeling considerably better. For one thing, he began really hoping he and Diane could work out of this mess and remain together.
After thinking a moment, Don put on a pair of boxers to sleep in. Normally he slept nude, but this didn't seem the time to do so. Throwing on his robe he went to rejoin his two lovely companions.
Pouring and serving them each a drink he sat down on one of the two over stuffed chairs. The women were whispering and giggling to each other, and Don began thinking they really were planning a sleepover ala teen-age girls.
Not sure how he was going to fit into this, he began fiddling with a button on the side of the chair. It suddenly opened up under him and with a shout he found himself laying out flat on a recliner.
After the two women recovered from their hysterical laughter, Jenny excused herself and went in to take her shower.
While she was gone, Diane sat down on his lap and laid back with him in the recliner and they had a soft talk. Diane now understood what had been going on, and the only thing she was upset about was Dons not telling her what was going on. She salved his feelings though, by kissing him and agreeing it wasn't his doing. She begged him to forgive her for her own infidelity.
Don held her tightly and told her he figured out while drinking coffee in the diner that morning that Joe was pulling something pretty shabby. Something had been bothering since he had walked in on Joe and Diane in bed. Finally he decided the locked door between the two rooms was the best key to something being remiss. Not the first night, or even when he found it locked the second night, but seeing the two of them in bed it looked liked part of a well planned scheme. The first night could have been a mistake, the second was just too much of a coincidence. And he began thinking of the first night, and the long wait after he knocked before Joe had opened the door. He couldn't prove it, but he was sure Joe just wanted to be undisturbed while he had a go at Diane. It seemed Joe had been planning this to get into Diane's panties, knowing he had no chance any other way.
They were snuggling one another in the big blue recliner when Jenny came out fresh from her shower.
Diane gave Don a smooch, and trotted in for her turn in the shower and Don sat up in the recliner, leaving the footrest up. Jenny came over in her robe and perched on the arm of the chair Don was in, with one leg curled beneath her and the other long leg stretching down to the floor. The first thought to come to Don was how nice she smelled fresh from the shower, and kicked himself for it.
