The Woman With Two Families

I have always been intrigued by how some men throughout history have been able to pull off two families at the same time, completely secret from each other. If you type that into your search engine, you will find true stories of this happening even today. I have never heard of a case of a female doing this, but there probably has been. Regardless, this is the basis of my tale. Could this happen? Who knows, but remember, don't get too wrapped around the axle because this is a work of fiction. Hopefully, you enjoy it.

*Ashley Baxter*

Ashley Baxter had a problem. She never thought that it would actually happen, but it did. Her former boss and friend, Christy McNesh (or was it Weber or Masters??) had an emergency, and they contacted Ashley. Ashley was Christy's emergency contact. Not her husband, John McNesh nor her other husband, Adam Weber. Why Ashley? To maintain the secrecy of course. Christy had two complete families at the same time, and for some strange reason, Ashley agreed to this. In over ten years, Christy had gotten away with it. No reasons for a next of kin call, but now Christy was dead. Not even dead in the US of A, but dead in St. Kitts in the West Indies!

Now, Ashley was expected to call the two husbands and tell them their wife was dead. She could not believe she had agreed to this, and now she had to follow through. Christy had been good to Ashley. She had given Ashley a job, which had led to a husband and a family. The job had paid well, and Ashley had been able to bring enough money to the marriage that they could buy a nice house. If Christy hadn't come along, Ashley believed by now she would be dead or in jail. There was no way she couldn't call the husbands.

She went to her bedroom and retrieved her burner cell phone from it's secret hiding place. She had never used this phone before; Christy had given it to her for this purpose only. Ashley was so afraid her husband would find it, but he never had. It was probably a totally unreasonable fear; her husband loved her as much as she loved him. She never gave him any reason to doubt it. With a heavy heart she put the phone in the charger and waited.

There were two contacts in the phone #1 and #2. Once it was charged Ashley called #1 first. This would be John McNesh, the first husband by 6 months. Ashley didn't know any more than his name. She didn't know anything more than Christy had two husbands.

"Hello."

"Is this John McNesh?"

"Yes it is, how can I help you?"

"I am calling to inform you that your wife, Christy McNesh has passed away. Her body is in St. Kitts. If you go, you should ask for Christy Masters."

"Is this some kind of sick joke? Christy is in New York not St. Kitts."

Ashley cut him off.

"It is no joke, my condolences, goodbye."

Ashley hung up and felt sick. She went to the bathroom and threw up. That was the most cold-hearted thing she had ever done in her life. Once she recovered she knew she better call #2 before she never did.

#2 was Adam Weber, again that is all that Ashley knew.

"Hello, you have reached Adam Weber's voicemail, please leave a message after the tone."

"Hello, I am sorry to inform you that your wife Christy Weber has passed away. Her body is at in St. Kitts. If you go to recover the body ask for Christy Masters. This is not a joke or prank call, sorry again for your loss."

That call was easier on Ashley, but would it be easier on Adam? Ashley didn't know but she did know she wanted the phone gone and now. She went out to her car and drove to the river near her house. She followed Christy's instructions. First, she stomped on the sim card, and it went in the river, then the battery and then she smashed the phone on a rock and into the river. Ashley drove away hoping to never hear of the two men or Christy ever again.

*John McNesh*

John McNesh's family owned a plumbing business in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. His dad was getting older and ready to retire so that's how John ended up at that trade show in Chicago. It was a three-day thing, Thursday to Saturday. John arrived Wednesday night and checked into his hotel. It was around supper time, and he went down to the restaurant for something to eat. As he entered he saw the most amazingly beautiful woman sitting alone at a table.

All of his family was harping on him to get a girlfriend. The nicer ones called him a chicken; the not-so-nice ones were worse. The message, however was the same: you're a 25-year-old virgin who works too much and needs to get laid.

John was just a shy introvert around women. On the job, he was a whole different guy but with women he just didn't know what to do. This time, however, he was going to do something. It didn't matter if he was shot down in flames he was going to try with this woman in Chicago. John walked up to her table, and as he approached she looked up from her phone and, of all things, smiled. This emboldened John.

"Hello, my name is John, and I was looking for a table for supper, and I saw you sitting here alone, and I thought maybe you would like some company, I understand if you wouldn't, but I thought I would ask, sorry for the interruption."

It came out in one breath. Then John held his breath awaiting the answer.

"Wow John that was quite a line, do you use that on all the ladies?"

"No, actually I have never done this before, I saw you and I have never seen someone so beautiful, I promised everyone back home I would try harder to get out there so I came over to speak to you, I'm sorry I will find another table."

"Whoa wait a minute there talks to fast John. You're too cute, of course you can sit down I want to hear more about what you promised everyone."

John sat down and could not believe it. Here he was sitting next to the most beautiful woman he had ever met, and she wanted to talk with him!

"It's not much of a story really, my family owns a plumbing business, and I am going to take over in a few years so all I do is work. I'm not complaining at all, I don't mind not having a social life, but it drives the rest of my family crazy. So, they sent me to this tradeshow, are you perhaps attending the show?"

After he said it he felt like a fool. She wasn't a plumber or carpenter; she probably was a model. Then she laughed and he loved that laugh.

"No, I'm not here for the show, but I am here on business. I am a consultant. I have a business meeting later tonight."

John could not believe his luck. He was going to have dinner with her and maybe he could get a date another night this weekend?

"Lucky me then, you sure it's okay for me to share this table for supper with you?'

"Of course, it sure beats eating alone."

They ordered and talked, mostly about John. Every time John tried to redirect the conversation to her she brought it back around to him. He did learn her name was Christy. So instead, he began to probe for common interests, which always worked well at work to establish a relationship. Soon they were laughing about movies they liked or didn't, and the funny things celebrities got up to. John was having the time of his life but realized as the coffee was served, it was about to end.

"Christy, I'm not sure how long you are in Chicago, but I am here until Saturday and was wondering if you might be available sometime? I would like to spend more time with you."

"I might be what were you thinking about doing with me?"

Christy couldn't resist the flirting and was rewarded with the deep blush from John she was expecting.

"I was hoping to take you on a date, maybe the movies, there's got to be something new out there you might like to see."

Christy thought about it, she couldn't remember the last time whe went on a date with someone who wasn't paying.

"Sure, I am free tomorrow night, the food is pretty good here, how about we meet here at 6 and go from there."

John could not believe it! His first attempt was a success. His first date the next day was also a huge success. When Christy kissed him goodnight he was in heaven. John also was very excited. Christy had a meeting on Saturday night but was not leaving until Monday and could spend Sunday with him. He made sure to phone his parents and tell them he wouldn't be back until Monday because he had a date! His dad said he could be as late as he wanted that day to work. He thought he heard his mom crying in the background.

Sunday was a marvel to John. They went for brunch and then a walk along the lakeshore. She held his hand, and he knew it was crazy, but he was completely in love with Christy. They ate in a small restaurant not far from the hotel and John never wanted the night to end.

"Christy what would you like to do after dinner? I am having the best day of my life, and I don't want it to end."

Christy could not believe that guys like John existed. He wore his heart on his sleave and said what he meant. She had learned he loved kids and family, and it was really affecting her. For the first time in her life she actually was thinking maybe she would like to settle down and have a family. It was a weird feeling. She also didn't want the night to end.

"How about we go back to your hotel room and relax?"

Christy was interested to see what John was like in bed and knew he would never make the first move. She expected more blushing, and John didn't disappoint. Red faced John readily accepted, and Christy took it as a compliment, the bulge in his pants. Not that she let on that she had seen his bulge, it did look impressive however and Christy was ready to find out what John could do to ease the ach in her pussy. Spending the day with him had really mad her horny.

After their second go round, Christy smiled down at John. She had just finished riding him to a stelar orgasm. Christy thought to herself for a virgin this guy was a natural. He seemed to instinctively know how to ring her bells and he rang them at least four times. Granted most of her customers didn't really care if she got off, they only cared that they did. John was different, with him it was so intimate and personal that it was down right scarry.

John smiled up at Christy. She had a sheen of sweat on her face and gorgeous breasts. She had a smile John knew he wanted to see for the rest of his life. Christy had taken his virginity, and he was at a loss for words to describe how good he felt. John wasn't an idiot, he knew all about endorphins and all that, but this was indescribable. Wow.

"Christy, that was amazing, you are amazing, can you stay the night?"

"Of course, John, I couldn't imagine leaving this bed right now. We're not done yet, studly, and I want to wake up in your arms tomorrow."

The line between a pat line for a customer and true feeling was crossed for the first time in Christy's life. She meant what she said and could only think, 'I'm smitten' like some cheesy Hallmark movie.

John hearing those words was way past smitten. He was a goner. He knew proposing marriage right now would be a mistake but that was to be his main ambition from this day forth.

In the morning, they made love again and then showered. It was a little awkward. Christy and John both felt like teenagers with their first crush and were at a loss to know what to do next. Christy, being more experienced, snapped out of it first.

"John, this has been the best weekend I've had in a very long time. I really would like to see you again."

John was speechless. Christy smiled, he was so naive and cute. She gave him her best smile.

"At this point you are supposed to say something deep and romantic."

"Christy I would love to see you again; I would love to run away with you right now and never leave your side. When could I see you again?"

Christy would be back in Chicago in two weeks, she only had to work during the week so they could have the weekend together. John readily agreed. Thus started their unique relationship. It evolved into Christy being in Chicago or Milwaukee every other week. Christy could work her schedule around it and so could John. Of course, John could, his whole family was so enamored with Christy and how happy she made John They would do anything at work or home to facilitate the romance. After six months, John couldn't hold out any longer and proposed while out for dinner one night. Of course, he went down on one knee,

"Christy will you marry me?"

Christy was not very surprised and overjoyed. She pulled him up for a kiss and said,

"Yes, but we have to talk."

John was so happy with the yes he almost missed the second part and being still pretty naive didn't even feel any trepidation when he processed it.

"Sure sweetheart, what would you like to talk about?"

"John I love you and want to be your wife, but I can't give up my job. That means that I will have to continue to travel. This in turn means that the best I can do is one week at home with you and then one week away, is this acceptable then great! I can't wait to be your wife. If this is not acceptable, unfortunately I will have to change my yes to a no. Even though it will break my heart."

John was expecting this. He knew by now how important work was to her. He also knew that when she was with him she was 100% with him. He could live with this arrangement, he had already been, and it was working. When she arrived after a week they had amazing sex. By mid week they made love. Before she left again they were like animals, insatiable trying to get enough before they were separated. They also did all kinds of other things together, it was a joy to be with her so John readily agreed.

The date was set, and Christy and John were married in Milwaukee on a beautiful fall day. It was followed by a weeklong honeymoon in Jamaica. Then Christie went back to work, and the one week on, one week off began. After two years, they agreed to try for children, but there was a complication. Christy explained to John that although she could produce eggs, she could not carry them to term. Something happened in her youth to damage her uterus. Yet it didn't matter, she explained, they could harvest her eggs and his sperm and get a surrogate to carry the baby.

John never questioned it. They had the money to do it this way, and he trusted her completely. A little over a year later their daughter Emily was born. She was followed by a son the following year named John Jr. JJ of course. John was so happy, he loved his children, and Christy was a great mom. Of course, she was still gone every other week, but his family stepped up to help out. Since it was all anyone ever knew and everything was working out no one questioned the arrangement. Sure, John wanted her around full time but when he ever mentioned it Christy reminded him of 'the talk' and that one day in the future she would retire.

Christy for her part loved her time with John. He was so happy to see her every time they were reunited. This manifested itself in his unbridled passion for her. John started to rent hotel rooms close to the airport so when he picked her up they could have sex as soon as possible. One time Christy left the plane dressed in a long coat, a red baby doll and red 6" heels. When her coat opened as John opened the door for her he caught a glimpse of the baby doll. Christy had one of the best orgasm's of her life when he pulled her out of the car and took her right there in the parking lot. Most times she would blow him as soon as they got in the car to take the edge off, it fueled her desire for John.

Things continued this way for almost a decade until John received that fateful call that supposedly his Christy was dead in a place called St. Kitts.

Initially John wanted to forget the call ever happened, but he couldn't. He called Christy's cell phone, and it went to voicemail. This was nothing new she probably was working but she always got back to him within a few hours.

"Hi sweetheart I just was particularly missing you today and wanted to hear your voice. I know you are busy, love you."

John didn't need to ask for her to call because she always did after he tried to call her. Six hours later there still was no response. John had a restless night; he couldn't sleep awaiting Christy's call, but it never came. John thought about it. She was supposed to be in New York. The woman on the phone said she was dead in St. Kitts. She must be in a hospital morgue. He reluctantly googled it and made the call to Joseph N. France General Hospital in Basseterre St. Kitts. Once he was transferred to the correct person, John learned it was no prank,

"Hello, my name is John McNesh, and I was called by someone that my wife, Christy Masters was dead and in St. Kitts."

"Sir, normally we do not give out any information about patients unless we can confirm your identity. However, in this case I can confirm that Christy Masters is dead awaiting transfer to a funeral home. Her car accident was all over the news so it's public information."

After thanking the person John googled recent car accidents in St. Kitts and pretty soon found the article.

HIGH-PROFILE INVESTOR DIES IN CRASH

Christy Masters a long-time investment resident of Frigate Bay died in a horrendous car crash last night in Basseterre. An unidentified male driver was unhurt, but his passenger died on impact........ Ms. Masters has been a resident of St. Kitts for the past ten years. She invested in many local businesses and enjoyed her time relaxing in Frigate Bay......The funeral service is yet to be determined as officials are still contacting the next of kin.

John could not believe it, his Christy with another man. His Christy had another name? Another life? On St. Kitts? What to tell the kids? Emily was now seven and JJ six. John decided he had better research how to get to this island of St. Kitts. It was pretty easy he found a flight direct from Milwaukee. First, he better tell his parents and then organize a flight.

*Adam Weber*

Christy was sitting alone at a restaurant in Atlantic City. She was having dinner by herself as was her custom before her business meeting later that night. She was thinking about John and how much she already adored him after their second meeting. He was so different than her. He was so 'apple pie' and 'boy next door.' It was refreshing to be with such a nice guy. She could see a long-term future with John.

Then Christy noticed a man enter the restaurant. Immediately, Christy's panties were wet, not moist but wet. The guy was the definition of male perfection. He carried himself with a quiet confidence that was accentuated by his immaculate appearance. Christy had watched a movie once from the late 70's called 10. This man was the male perfect 10.

The man looked her way, and their eyes met. It was like an electric shock to Christy. His gaze was so intense. The shock went right to her honey pot, and she was sure that a slight touch of her clit would set off her orgasm. Then he smiled, and Christy was mesmerized. She had never felt this way about anyone ever before. Her level of arousal was beyond anything she had ever felt before.

Another man joined her, Adonis, and the two of them found a table for dinner. Christy could hardly concentrate on her meal; she had to meet this man.

Adam Weber knew the effect he had on most women. Despite being hit on constantly, he had not grown overly arrogant or conceded. He enjoyed the company of the women who threw themselves at him, but he was looking for the one. He was thirty, a successful investment banker, and wanted to settle down. As a reward for his excellent performance at work, his boss had sent him to Atlantic City for a big charity event. It was being held at a casino, and the proceeds would go to funding a new wing for a not-for-profit hospital in Newark. Adam lived in New Jersey so appreciated the hospital location. Adam was joined by another man from his office, who also was being rewarded for his hard work.