Liam woke up, slowly. His head was foggy because he had imbibed heavily the night before; and many nights before that.
He stretched and looked to his side. His wife, Bethany and her latest conquest were wrapped up in each other's arms; spooning like lovers on the other side of the massive bed.
Liam had thought he'd hit the jackpot when Bethany started bringing home females for them to devour together. Eventually though, Liam realized that Bethany didn't care if he was there or not. She enjoyed being with these girls, much more than she enjoyed being with him. They still had a perfunctory sex everyday, but she didn't show any enthusiasm or love like she did when she was with other females. Her excitement was observable in her face and with her dripping pussy.
Oftentimes, she would need lube to 'ride' Liam after sucking him to hardness. She & Liam never kissed, but she would make out with the tall, slim brunettes she brought home for hours. It didn't bother him, one way or another. He simply noticed.
She would get a new female someone, every couple of weeks. All tall, slim brunettes, like her. Many soccer players, as well.
Bethany and the girl would passionately kiss and finger each other everywhere they could, at first. Showing off for Liam and including him in their drug fueled escapades. Bethany didn't want Liam to fuck the girls, but they could suck his dick.
Soon, there would be a huge argument between Beth and the girl, that sometimes led to fisticuffs. Bethany would pout for a couple of days and then, there would be someone else. This current girl was the 3rd 'relationship' in their 5 month marriage; there'd been a few others that were one night stands.
She always brought them to the lavish guesthouse where they lived and introduced them to Liam, so that they could share them, but he soon realized Bethany was just being polite; it really didn't matter if he was there or not.
Most times, Liam would just observe the girls wild fucking. Bethany had copious toys and a big, black strap on dick she would use to drive the girls to orgasm after orgasm. She also was an expert at eating pussy. She loved a girl who had never come from cunniligus with a man. She lived to show them how it was supposed to be done.
It used to excite him somewhat, but after this 3rd girl, he was bored again. It was pretty obvious his 'wife' was a lesbian. He wondered if her family knew? If they did, it pissed him off even more that they would force this arrangement on the both of them for money. To top it off, despite their daily sex sessions, she still wasn't pregnant. Liam knew it wasn't because of him.
He approached the subject one night when they were at dinner, eating silently. Both were scrolling through their phones. There was always very little conversation when it was just the two of them.
"Hey Beth..." Liam said, as he sat his phone aside.
He was constantly checking it, looking for updates from his private investigator. He'd hired and fired 3 different people because he was pissed that it was taking them so long to find Naomi. They had literally searched every borough in Brooklyn, when Art had the great idea to search for Diamond; they probably were together.
It took his new private eye one week to find out that Diamond had moved to Atlanta. He was there later the same day beginning his search. That was one week ago, so Liam felt like it would be any day now, that he would have his baby back.
"Hmmm...?" Beth responded; still scrolling. She laughed at something, then looked up at him expectantly, from the other end of the long dining room table. There were chairs for 10 in the decorous dining room of his father's guest house.
"I want to ask you something..." Liam frowned. He wasn't trying to be rude, he was just curious. He'd found it strange that she was a 22 year old virgin, but if she was gay it would make sense.
"Okay... " Beth's hair was pulled into a low ponytail and she was wearing a Lululemon tennis skirt set; today in white. She continued to scroll on her phone and munch on her fruit.
Bethany was obsessed with staying in the exact same weight. 135 lbs. She only ate certain foods and refused any variety. It irritated him, but that wasn't what Liam was concerned with now. He wanted to get to the bottom of one of his burning questions.
"Bethany... are you lesbian?"
She stop scrolling and looked up for a moment; her face momentarily turned red, but then it melted into her familiar smirk.
"Took you long enough to figure it out!" she laughed, heartily and continued scrolling.
Liam didn't feel anything one way or the other, but it made things much more clear. 50 million dollars really didn't sound like shit, right about now.
He thought about Naomi hundreds of times a day. Every morning Liam woke up waiting for word that his PI, Harry, had found Naomi.
It'd been 5 months. 5 months! To say Liam was bothered was an understatement. It should have taken 5 days! It still boggled his mind that he had been without his Nomi for five months; he felt empty and tired. He hadn't been able to finish the football season after returning from burying his mom, getting married and losing Naomi, all in a matter of weeks. He hadn't been thinking clearly.
People assumed it was because of grief at his mother's death, some even assumed he was still honeymooning with his new wife. But Liam just missed Naomi. He felt scared that he may actually never see her again. He missed her so much he felt ill. He knew he had done her terribly wrong, but he felt he could still make it right.
He just hadn't been thinking when he agreed to this marriage. He was still grieving his mother and he felt like he'd been forced into the decision. It even seemed as though he may have even been tricked. Obviously, Bethany was a lesbian, did they think it would be a joke to have her marry him?
Plus, he knew Nomi was pregnant. He knew she was having his baby; he knew it deep in his soul. He felt it. The way they made love on that island had changed him. Naomi needed him whether she knew it or not. She and his baby were the most important things in the world.
He thought that he could, but he couldn't endure this 'fake' marriage thing. He was actually considering ways to make his own money. He spent a lot of time fantasizing about the life he could have with Naomi as his wife. She wouldn't be able to run from him then.
After a couple of months he realized, it's not even a lot of money. Liam could make 50 million dollars, himself. He was still a young man and he'd always seen his future in finance. The marriage seemed like an easy way to make a quick buck, but it was a mistake.
He was concerned about Naomi's feelings about him, but not heavily deterred. As far as Liam was concerned, he wanted to be with Naomi. It really didn't matter if she felt the same or not. If she was pregnant with his child, it was even more imperative that they be together.
As he emerged from the bathroom that morning, Bethany and her latest friend, (Liam never even knew her name) were up and smoking a joint, laying in bed together.
"Want to have some fun?" Bethany asked, spreading her legs and revealing her pink shaved pussy lips. The girl she was with slid down between her legs; lapping at her and fingering Beth's already wet, glistening pussy. Bethany moaned and spread her legs wider.
"Nah I'm good. Y'all go ahead." Liam responded.
As Liam turned to exit the bedroom, the girl rose from between Bethany's legs. They were kissing and grinding on each other as Liam closed the door.
