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Skeletons in my closet part G
Part 7 Finding Keith’s skeletons and creating more of my own.
When we got home from my mother’s funeral. I walked my daughter to her room telling her to lie down for a while as she was upset from burying her grandmother. I walked out to find Keith once again standing at his war wall. I saw his hand go to that picture of him and those 5 men. I went over to him.
I wrapped my arm around his waist as I asked, ”How many of those men had he not forgotten?”
Keith looked me in my eyes as he replied, ”Three that day, Kate.”
Keith told me he had served with those 5 men for 12 long years in some way or another since boot camp and army ranger school. During the Gulf war, it was the six of them together with Keith in charge during most missions.
Those men trusted me with their lives and safety. I trusted those men with my own life as well. In return, we trusted each other out of respect and being brothers in arms Keith told me.
It was supposed to just be a normal night recon patrol of a small outcropped village. Intelligence had told them it should be a cakewalk no problems at all, SOP they said.
For those unfamiliar with that, the military sometimes uses the term standing (rather than standard) because a military SOP refers to a unit’s unique procedures, which are not necessarily standard to another unit.
Keith and the others all had done hundreds of them through their time in the service. Nothing felt or seemed different that night. However, fate would play her dreadful hand that night.
Keith told me as they neared the village they were suddenly ambushed by the enemy from all directions. They seemed to have just appeared out of the night running toward them firing their weapons and screaming like demons from hell. A brief firefight broke out then silence filled the night air.
The smell of gunpowder and death filled his nostrils as he breathed deeply. Keith suddenly felt pain coursing through his body. He looked around from the ground. Three of his buddies lie dead in pools of blood. The other two he was unsure of.
Keith told me he tried to stand but couldn’t as he looked down he saw blood squirting from his thigh and from just under the bulletproof armor he wore. He placed a tourniquet around his thigh and he stuffed combat gauze to his side under his armor.
For those who don’t know what combat gauze is. Combat Gauze uses kaolin, a fine, white clay, to stop bleeding, and WoundStat granules which react with blood to form a barrier, preventing more bleeding.
The other two named Danny and Mike came to him. They had somehow managed to not have been hit by the enemy’s bullets. Keith told me Mike checked the 7 or 9 enemies laying around them while Danny stayed with him as Danny was his best friend.
Danny checked Keith’s wounds then said, ”It ain’t looking good sarge you are losing a lot of blood.”
When Mike returned he told Keith they were all dead. Keith told them to leave him before more of the enemy showed up. Just to leave him bleed out and get to safety.
They both replied, ”Nope ain’t leaving you sarge.”
Keith told me those two dragged him to a safer position from the village finding a defensive position before using the radio calling an helio for help. Keith told me he awoke in a medical tent. Danny and Mike were standing over him telling him they thought he was dead. Keith yelled at them for risking their own lives to save his. Then thank them both for saving his.
Keith explained the doctors told him he was lucky as none of those bullets had hit any vital organs. The doctor told him that he should survive his wounds. If one can call it surviving Keith told me hanging his head.
Keith explained he blamed himself for the death of three others as they were under his watch. Keith told me his war ended that day but not the guilt or grief of losing those three men as he had never lost anyone on his watch in 12 years.
I rubbed his hand as I said. ”Keith it was not your fault.”
”I know Kate, I know,” Keith replied sadly.
I had learned by now when Keith repeats himself like that he is telling an untruth. I asked him what about Danny and Mike? Keith told me sadly Mike was killed in a helicopter crash three months later.
As to Danny he survived the war and had also been part of the group that came into the bar with him from time to time. Danny often would come here when he also was on leave. Keith walked me over to the party picture wall pointing to a photo of him.
He was around Keith’s size with black hair. I checked the photos and it seemed he had a different sexy girl with him in each photo. I also remember seeing him in my bar with Keith many times.
”Quite the lady’s man,” I said to Keith.
Keith smiled as he replied, ”Yes he was and still is.”
I told Keith someday I would like to thank him for his service as well as to thank him for saving my future husband’s life. Keith told me I would have my chance as he was thinking of throwing a party before our wedding as he wanted to ask Danny to be his best man.
Keith asked, ”That is if it is okay with you, Kate?”
I told him to invite the whole gang pointing to the party picture wall as it was fine with me. Keith smiled as he told me to let’s just start with Danny and a couple of other close friends for now. Keith asked me to give him a little time alone.
I kissed his cheek telling him I understood. I told him I would go check on Megan I thanked him for sharing his grief with me on that day. I could see that troubled look in his eyes as he stood there.
As I walked away I said, ”Even in grief, never lose your hope.”
Keith smiled at me as he said, ”You and Megan are my only hope now, Kate.”
I walked down that long hallway toward Megan’s room. I thought maybe this blonde haired blue eyed devil was no devil but an angel who had lost his wings, as well as his way. Maybe he needed us as much as we needed him. I was also happy that he had shared with me one of his skeletons from his own closet. As it only seemed to draw me closer to this man.
I knew from my time at my bar about the military. Many soldiers seemed to spend time at my bar. I got to tell from the looks on their faces if they just got home from duty.
I saw young soldiers drinking with many friends grow into old soldiers often drinking alone in despair. If I didn’t have time to cheer them up I sent one of my best girls over to them. I always had time to talk if they needed too and still do to this day. A few positive words can turn despair into hope.
We had to make some changes to our schedule with my mother gone. Megan went to school at 7 and we would go to work after seeing her off. However, she got home from school at 3:30. While we got home at 6 or later. Her school was not far from the office may be a ten-minute drive. Either Keith or I would go get her and bring her back to the office on school days.
At first, she hung around me until she told me my job was boring lol. So sometimes she would sit with Linda. They seemed to hit it off right away. In some ways, Megan looked like Linda as they both had lovely long blonde hair and big tits. Linda only being taller due to her age.
If Keith was not busy he would show her how to run some of the equipment. She also helped him in the repair shop. Keith told me she was a fast learner. I used to just shake my head as they would walk back to my office covered in dirt and grease before we went home.
One night Keith and I were sitting in the family room holding hands on that leather sofa Megan came to tell us good night. She kissed me on my cheek as she told me she loved me then she went over to Keith.
Keith went to kiss her on her cheek and Megan moved her face and that kiss ended up upon her lips instead. It was just a quick peck but still a kiss.
Megan looked at Keith as she asked, ”That was Ok wasn’t it?”
Keith looked to me and I smiled shaking my head yes. Keith told her it was but not in public or at work. Megan hugged him and gave him another peck upon his lips.
She then said, ”Thanks daddy you always make me so happy.”
”DADDY.” I yelled looking at Megan.
Megan looked to Keith as she said, ”Sorry Keith just wishful thinking on my part I guess.”
Keith smiled at her and said, ”It’s ok Princess you may call me daddy if you like,” as he squeezed my hand and I squeezed his back.
From that day on Megan would call him daddy instead of Keith. Perhaps that gleam in her’s and my own eye was misplaced as we both stared at Keith. I noticed the gleam in those lovely blonde-haired blue-eyed devil eyes of his. The meaning of gleam in one’s eye is. A facial expression that denotes happiness, amusement, or knowledge of a secret.
I wondered what true secrets lie in his soul. I also wondered if I would ever truly find out. Maybe I didn’t really want to know.
Perhaps I should have shaken my head no that day. However, I thought it was just a simple little kiss and saw no harm in it. I thought it was only a daughter kissing her father. As to her calling him daddy, I saw no harm in that at all. It seemed to just mean we were a family.
We got very busy for the next few months. I was buried in paperwork and Keith in projects. I had started to meet with potential customers as Keith was overseeing more projects. I soon found out his customers were no different than customers at the bar.
Near the middle of May on a Friday. Linda told me I had a meeting scheduled. I was to oversee the signing of contracts with a regular and loyal customer named Ken. He had them build many of the new buildings in our ever-growing surrounding towns at 4 pm after everyone was gone. I went to Keith telling him maybe he should meet with this client as I had to go get Megan. I also told him I was afraid I would lose one of his top clients.
Keith took my hand and told me I would çankırı escort be fine. Just be me and I would have him signing contracts by the end of his stay. He told me he would pick Megan up as he wanted her to help him on this project that he was overseeing. Keith smiled as he told me to use my girlish charm on him if nothing else.
He kissed me and told me he and Megan should be back at the office around 7 then we all would go home as everyone here had this weekend off. I went and saw Linda and the rest of the office leave at three and sat at Linda’s desk waiting for the client.
At 4 pm a long black limo with tinted windows pulled up to the front of the building. I checked my self over. I had a low cut white top with a black push up bra, with a skirt that showed my legs which were covered in nylon pantyhose with no underwear and high heels.
I sort adjusted the girls so they were at their peak view so to speak. The limo driver got out and opened the back door letting a nicely dressed older good looking man maybe his 50’s out of the back of the limo.
I thought Ken smelled of money as the limo driver walked Ken into the office. I learned that smell of money from running that bar lol. Ken told the limo driver to return at around 6 pm as he had another appointment then.
Ken walked over to me and held out his hand as he asked, ”Where had Keith been hiding you?”
I shook his hand as I replied, ”I am Ms. K and I was here to assist him with any projects he had in mind.”
I had told him, Ms. K, as Keith had told me to just be me and technically that is who I was. I don’t think he heard a word that I said as he was starting, no gawking at my girls. I thought this is going to be easy. I laced my arm through his arm as I walked him into Keith’s office just like walking a customer into my bar.
I sat him down at the desk as I asked him if he would like a drink as Keith had a mini bar in his office for his rich clients. Ken looked to me telling me no that he did not drink. Great I thought a screw up on my part already. But I had a backup plan.
I told Ken to give me a second while I pulled his file. The file cabinets were located across the office. I went to them bending over to collect his file. With his last name, I knew it would be in one of the bottom drawers.
I bent over giving him a very lovely view of my pantyhose covered ass. I sort of looked over my shoulder to see his reaction. His eyes were big as saucers and he seemed to rub at the front of his pants as he checked out my ass.
I had him I thought as I told him to give me another minute as I would find his file. I turned toward him squatting next to the cabinet. I parted my thighs as I squatted down giving him a view of my hairy pussy through my pantyhose.
I grabbed his file and returned to the desk and placed his file in front of him. I bent over again practically placing the girls right into his face. I felt my pussy getting wet as I was enjoying giving him a show. I was a little horny as it had been days since I had sex with Keith. I glanced down to his crotch which was tenting out the front of his pants.
I smiled at him as I asked, ”Ken, had I caused that?” as I ran my hand over the front of his pants.
Ken smiled as he replied, ”Let’s just stop the tease and cut to the chase Ms. K,” as he unzipped his pants and pulled a very nice looking six-inch cock from his pants as he sat back in his chair.
I couldn’t stop myself as I knelt down in front of him. I took his cock into my hand and started to pump my hand up and down on it. I looked at him as I told him this had to be our little secret or I might get fired. Ken thought I was a regular employee of Keith’s not that I was soon to be his wife.
Ken smiled as he replied, ”I won’t tell if you don’t.”
I brought my lips to the head of his cock. I kissed at it then licked at the head of his cock. Ken moaned as his hands went to the back of my head.
Ken pushed my head down onto his now rock hard six-inch cock as he said, ”Suck it Ms. K you dirty slut.”
I took just the head of his cock into my mouth as I started to suck and work his cock into my mouth. I started to bob my head up and down on his cock. I love sucking normal size cocks like his as I can take it all into my mouth. I soon was bobbing my head up and down the full length of it. I sucked on it for about 15 minutes.
Sucking and smacking sounds filled the office as I sucked on his cock. I started to squeeze on his balls. Ken moaned that I sucked cock very well now let’s see if I tasted as good as I sucked.
Ken helped me to my feet and led me to the leather sofa in John’s office. I slipped out of my pantyhose as he removed his own clothes except for those white tee shirts older men wear and his socks.
Ken laid me back onto the sofa as his face drove between my thighs. His tongue licked at my hairy pussy as my hands went to the back of his head. Ken licked at my hairy pussy as I pumped it up toward him. Ken ate me out to one very quick orgasm not a real wet one like I have with Keith but enough to glaze his face with my juices.
Ken licked his lips tasting my juices as he said, ”Taste like a slut let’s see if you fuck like one,” as he climbed between my legs.
He stabbed his cock at my hairy pussy but kept missing my hole I reached down and took it into my hand guiding it up into my now wet pussy. Ken started to fuck me hard and fast as he kissed me upon my lips. I tasted my own juices from his lips. It felt rather good but not like being fucked by Keith.
I reached down and slipped two fingers into my pussy hoping to make it feel better as he fucked me. My fingers and his cock felt more like Keith’s dick as he fucked me. I got into our fucking as I slipped my tongue into his mouth.
Ken moaned, ”You fucking slut, ” as our tongues entwined.
He then pounded my pussy fast and hard. I suddenly felt his cock swell then throb as he spilled his abundant cum into my pussy. Feeling his cum splashing into my pussy made me have my own lovely wet orgasm.
Ken’s cock went limp in my pussy as he shot the last bit of his cum into me. He pulled his limp cum coated cock from my cum filled pussy as he stood up. I felt his cum start to leak from my hairy pussy onto the sofa. I suddenly realized what I had just done.
I had fucked another man in Keith’s office. I got off the leather sofa and picked up my pantyhose and excused myself to the small bathroom in Keith’s office. I closed the door and stood there looking at myself in the mirror.
I hated myself for what I had just done. I had just cheated on Keith and I wasn’t even his wife yet. I loved that man and I had done him wrong. Tears filled my eyes as I thought about how it had not been worth the grief I was feeling neither.
I stood looking in the mirror as questions filled my head. How was I going to tell Keith what I had just done? Ken knocked on the door asking me if I was ok.
I told him to give me a minute. I dried my eyes and slipped my pantyhose back on. I returned to find Ken standing at the desk. Ken told me he had signed all the contracts in his file and hated to fuck and run but he had another appointment at 6 pm.
Ken smiled as he placed two hundred dollar bills on top of the signed contract. He told me I had earned a tip for my services. Ken turned toward the exit and asked me to walk him to his limo.
I laced my arm through his arm as I walked him out of the office and out of our main office. That black limo was waiting for him. The driver was standing with the back door open.
As Ken got into the limo he took my hand as he said, ”My dear Ms. K If you ever stop working here come see me for a job,” as he kissed my hand.
His driver closed the back door tipped his hat to me and got in the front driver’s door and drove away. I went back inside to Keith’s office and checked the contracts he had just signed.
It was for our company to build him 2 eight store strip mall two towns over from here. I glanced at the clock and saw it was about 6:30 pm. I knew Keith and Megan would be here at 7:00 pm.
Maybe I could get away with this I thought as I slipped those 2 hundred dollar bills into his file with the signed contract. I returned his file to that cabinet. I went back to the bathroom in there and cleaned my self up. I felt dirty and cheap because of fucking on Keith.
While at the same time my pussy tingled at the thrill of the fuck Ken had given me. It was dirty and hot just like a true slut likes. I remembered the sofa I had just fucked on so I grabbed a towel and returned to that leather sofa to clean up my slut mess.
I was wiping it off as I heard Megan ask, ”What happened mom spill your coffee?”
”Yes,” I replied as I asked her nervously where Keith was?
Megan told me he had sent her to get me as he was taking us both to dinner to celebrate the deal I had just closed. I told her maybe I had not closed it. Maybe I had screwed everything up instead for all of us.
”Mom is something wrong?” Megan asked as I seemed upset about something.
I told her I didn’t feel well that was all. I told her to go back to the truck and I would follow after locking up. I turned the lights out in Keith’s office taking one last look around as I figured I would never see his office again.
Keith met me at the main office door telling me Megan told him I wasn’t feeling well. I could not look him in his eyes out of fear he would see what I had just done in my eyes. I told him I was okay. He walked me to his truck after locking the main office doors.
He placed me in the front seat and climbed in the driver’s side with Megan sitting between us. He looked over and asked if Ken had signed the contract. I just shook my head yes telling him the contracts were in his file cabinet.
Keith told me he trusted that I could handle this çapa escort deal. Megan asked if we might go get something to eat as she was hungry. I told him to take me home as I wanted to lie down instead. I told him to just drop me off and for him and Megan to go get something to eat.
It was a long silent ride to our home. Or my soon to be ex-home I thought. I placed my head against the passenger window thinking about what l had done.
On one hand, I loved being Ms. K the fucking slut. While on the other hand, I had committed a sin against Keith a man I loved more than anything in my life. I could feel Ken’s cum flowing from my pussy into my pantyhose. I fought back my tears as I was thinking how wrong it was that I had enjoyed sucking and fucking Ken.
Once at home Keith walked me into the house I told him to take him and Megan out for dinner. Megan told him she would just grill them up some steaks outside if he didn’t want to go to dinner as maybe he should put me to bed.
Keith walked me to the big bathroom I told him to leave me and go be with Megan as I was going to shower. Keith asked me what was wrong. I told him nothing and go be with Megan before I lost my temper at him. Keith left me alone walking out of the bathroom.
I slipped my clothes off throwing my cum filled pantyhose away as Ken’s cum had run out into them on the way home. I jumped in the shower trying to wash the dirty feeling from my body. However, no matter how hard I scrubbed I could not remove that feeling I had.
I slipped on one of those white robes and walked out into the kitchen. I looked out onto the back patio to see both Megan and Keith cooking at the grille. She stood beside him cuddled up to him as they cooked.
Her arm around his waist with her head against his side. She loved her time and had so much fun with her daddy. I cried as I thought I had ruined her life along with my own.
I walked into the family room and to the bar. I grabbed a bottle of vodka and poured myself a big glass full. I took the glass and bottle to the leather sofa. I heard Keith and Megan laughing and carrying on out on the back deck. Just like a true father and daughter would do. I chugged that glass of vodka thinking it would make my pain go away.
I refilled my glass and downed it. I guess I was trying to drink my sins away. To make matters worst I had enjoyed my fuck very much. I guess in a way, I missed and enjoyed being Ms. K, the slut.
I heard Keith and Megan come inside with their steaks. I heard them talking as they ate their steaks. Keith told Megan she had been a great helper today and he enjoyed having her by his side at the job site. I was no longer filling my glass but drinking straight from the bottle.
”I enjoyed it too daddy,” ”Other than that little speech you gave to your crew about me being off-limits to them all,” Megan said to him.
Keith told her it wasn’t for her good it was for theirs as heaven help anyone who touched or disrespected her in any way. I heard Keith tell her she was turning into a beautiful young woman just like her mother and he was only protecting her.
I heard Megan tell him she loved him and was going to shower then go to bed as she was tired. Keith asked her if he had worked her too hard.
Megan smiled as she replied, ”Nothing ever comes to one, that is worth having, except as a result of hard work.” ”And that he was very worth having.”
Upon hearing her say that I started to cry out loud. Megan and Keith ran into the family room. They found me on the sofa as I took another big chug from that bottle.
”Mom are you Ok?” Megan asked looking at me.
Keith told Megan to go to bed he would see to me. She motioned for him to come down to her level and kissed him upon his lips maybe deeper than she should be then told him, good night daddy. I took another drink from that bottle. She came to me kissed my cheek as she told me she hoped I felt better and went out of the room.
Keith waited for her to leave the room before he came over to me. He snatched that bottle from my hand as he told me drinking doesn’t solve problems it only creates them. Believe me, Kate I know as I have been down that road before.
Keith asked me what was wrong? Was it Megan kissing him upon his lips? As if it was he would put a stop to it. I shook my head no. He asked if me if he had done something.
I blurted out in my drunkenness, ”Keith I cheated on you.”
”You did what?” Keith asked me as he sat down beside me wrapping one of his arms around me.
I sobbed as I told him I had cheated on him. I then explained to him just why Ken had signed those contracts. I told him I was just being myself as he had told me to be. I told him I had been Ms. K the fucking slut as I started to cry.
I asked him to forgive me. If he couldn’t I would understand. But please don’t take away the life he had given to my daughter away from her.
Keith pulled me tightly against him as he said, ”There is nothing to forgive me for as long as I was just being myself,” he added, ” He would never take anything away from Megan.”
”But Keith I had sex with a stranger today, ” I said looking at him.
”No Kate you used your girlish charm just as he had suggested to me,” Keith replied smiling at me.
Keith told me he knew Ken was that way. He explained Ken had tried hitting on Linda before. However, she wouldn’t have anything to do with him. Keith explained he wanted that project as it would be a big boost to his business and that I had got him to sign.
”Perhaps it was his fault as he had used Ms. K to get Ken to sign those contracts as he knew Ken would try to have sex with me,” Keith said to me while giving me comfort.
I asked him if he hated me. Keith laughed as he told me no. I had at least told him the truth. Keith explained he did not own me even with that or any ring upon my finger pointing to my engagement ring.
Keith explained I could be with and do anything I wanted with anyone I wanted too as long as I always told him the truth. Keith told me it was part of his lifestyle.
I looked to him as I told him I was going to get sick and that was the truth. Keith ran and got the wastebasket from behind the bar. I puked my guts out into it as he held it. I was sick from drinking too much to fast and from the wrong I thought I had done today. After puking I asked him what he had meant it was a part of his lifestyle.
Keith pressed his finger to my lips as he said, ”Not tonight Kate we will talk tomorrow.”
Keith cuddled me tightly against himself on the sofa. He told me to close my eyes and sleep it off. He would not leave my side.
I did as he suggested and drifted off to sleep. I awoke in the morning to find Keith was true to his words I was still wrapped in his arms. He had held me all night long never leaving my side. Keith asked me how I felt. I told him like a thousand hammers were beating inside my head.
Keith picked that vodka bottle up from the floor as he told me drinking three-quarters of a bottle of this stuff by oneself would cause that. He told me to go get cleaned up and he would make me something which would help.
I walked down the hall to the big bathroom I opened the door to find Megan in there brushing her teeth. She asked me if I felt better now. I told her I would after washing this taste from my mouth.
Megan glared at me as she said, ”Perhaps you should wash that white stuff from your pantyhose as well,” as she pointed to the wastebasket where I had thrown them away.
”Mom, you shouldn’t screw around on Keith or someday he might do the same on you,” Megan added once again glaring at me.
That didn’t make me feel any better. Megan finished brushing her teeth and told me she would make me some breakfast before she walked out of the bathroom door. I brush my teeth and joined Megan in the kitchen.
I asked her where Keith was she told me he was tending to the horses. I asked her why she was not helping him. She told me he had told her he needed some alone time to think. She then handed me a tall glass which I knew was a bloody mary. Megan told me Keith had told her to give me this when I came out of the bathroom. I took a sip and it tasted like no bloody mary I ever had or had ever made.
Megan smiled as she said, ”Old family recipe to cure a hangover.”
Megan told me she didn’t want to make breakfast yet as she wanted to wait until her daddy had finished the chores. I told her that was ok as this drink tasted wonderful. I offered her to try it as she sat down next to me at that kitchen island.
Megan said, ”No thanks, daddy had told her that it was for me and not for her to drink it.” She smiled as she added, ”I don’t feel like getting a spanking for doing wrong.”
I told her I would not tell him. However she told me I might not but she would have to as daddy has taught her to be truthful, honest as well as being loyal to both him and to me as well as to herself. I asked her if she thought I needed a spanking.
Megan laughed as she replied, ”No mom as your an adult and should already know right from wrong,” ”Besides you would probably enjoy it,” as she smiled at me.
I smiled back as I asked, ”Did you enjoy it?”
”MOM,” Megan replied turning bright red but with a gleam in her eyes.
I told her that Keith has been a very good influence on her. She smiled shaking her head yes. She told me maybe if I gave him a chance he could be one on me as well. I didn’t know exactly what she meant by that.
Keith had technically turned my daughter from a little hellion into a little angel. Back when I ran the bar her grandmother had to get between us many times reminding us that we were family. Also, her school grades had gone from C’s and D’s to straight A’s.
My daughter had not been really popular at her old schools. However, she çarşamba escort was very popular in her new school. Perhaps it was that sexy young woman she had grown into or maybe it was that spell that blonde haired blue eyed devil had cast over all of us.
Keith walked in the back door and Megan ran to him and hugged him pressing her big tits into him as she kissed him upon his lips. It was a quick kiss then asked him if he was ready for breakfast. Keith shook his head yes.
”Would German omelets be ok?” Megan asked him. Keith nodded his head as he looked to me as she asked, ”What about you mom?”
I told her I didn’t even know what those were. Keith told me to trust him you’re going to love them as your mother used to make them for him all the time when she was with his parents.
I told Megan that would be fine as long as I got to help or at least watch her make them. Megan looked at Keith. I thought it was strange she had done that, almost like she had to have his permission or something. He shook his head yes as he told her his talk with me could wait till after breakfast looking to me. He told her to come to get him when they were ready as he was going to go work on his classic car.
Keith left and I went to Megan as I asked her where did we start. She told me she needed six eggs to start as she was making four of them. One apiece for us and two for daddy.
As we worked together on breakfast I asked her if she knew what this talk I had coming to me was about. Megan shook her head no. She sort of laughed.
Then said, ”Don’t worry mom daddy’s bark was worse than his bite,” as she smiled at me.
I told her Linda had told me that once as well. Megan laughed again telling me Linda had told her that too as one day daddy was upset with her for being somewhere she shouldn’t have been without him being there with her. Especially with how I was dressed she explained.
Megan smiled as she said, ”I learned that day never to lie to him that day.”
She explained that she had made up some store about why she was where she shouldn’t have been. She smiled as she told me she was sort of showing off her girlish charms to speak to some of daddies help. Megan told me daddy saw through her little story.
Megan told me she ended up across his lap in his office that day. She explained Keith made sure she knew she had done wrong. She rubbed her hand on her hot ass telling me she had rather paid dearly for her mistake that day.
I told her I had overheard them talking last night over dinner. I am sure he was just protecting her. Megan smiled as she told me it was not polite to eavesdrop. We finished putting together everything for breakfast and she told me all we had to do now was to cook them. She told me to go tell her daddy that breakfast was ready.
I went to the door off the kitchen leading into the garage. I opened the door telling Keith breakfast was ready. Keith walked in kissed me on the cheek as he said it smelled good in here just like when Auntie made them.
Keith sat me down at that kitchen island. Telling me I was in for a treat. Megan looked at Keith as she told him he was not getting any treats if he did not wash his hands first.
”Yes mom,” Keith replied jokingly.
Keith left to wash his hands. I thought what a special bond the two of them had formed over the last year. I was her mother but Keith was her everything. Keith returned and Megan served us those German omelets. Keith was right they were to die for.
After breakfast, Megan asked Keith if she might be excused as she wanted to go put Ginger through her daily workout. She told him it would also give us time to talk. Keith told her that would be fine.
Keith took my hand leading me to the family room placing me on that leather sofa. He looked at me with a slightly troubling look. Kate, there is something I have to tell you as I believe it is time you should know in case you want to call this whole marriage and family stuff off.
Keith hesitated then asked, ”Kate do you know what swinging is?”
I told him yes as there were a few couples who used to come to the bar who swapped wives. I told him they had even invited me to join them a few times. He asked me if I ever had joined them.
I told him no as I replied, ”I had thought about it but never joined them as I did not know them well enough or trust them.”
Keith took my hand as he asked, ”Kate, Do you trust me?”
I stared into his eyes as I replied, ”Yes I did as he never has given me a reason not to trust him.”
Keith walked me over to that party picture wall. He told me all these pictures were pictures of swingers party which happened here. I looked at the ones of my mom I noticed she was in a lot with a man and his parents.
Keith smiled as he said, ”Yes even your mother was into the lifestyle back in her day.” ”That man she was with was his uncle,” he added.
Keith explained his uncle was also the one who sort introduced him to the lifestyle after his parents died. Keith told me that group he hung with back when at my bar they too were into the lifestyle. I told him so you fuck each other.
Keith laughed as he said, ”It was not like that.”
He explained yes they had sex but it was done lovingly with respect, no jealousy as they all were equals. He also told me no one had control over anyone or forced them to do or try anything they didn’t want to do. Keith told me NO still meant no.
Keith explained when his uncle died he and his circle of friends sort of carried on the traditions of the lifestyle. He told me most of the time they met at my bar then returned here for some fun and games so to speak. He told me they all taught each other about their own sexuality as well as tricks to make sex much more than just sex.
I asked if that was the reason for the rooms in the basement. Keith shook his head yes. I asked him why did they meet in my bar when he had his own much lovelier bar in the basement?
Keith smiled as he replied, ”My bar was missing one thing, that being Ms. K.”
He told me he thought many times about asking me to join his circle of friends but he did not have the balls. I laughed as I told him a big ole army ranger like him and he was afraid of me. Keith told me he was not afraid of me but of afraid of me rejecting him as he had loved me since the first day his eyes had met mine.
I told him that he and his circle of friends kept my bar afloat back then. I asked him why did they stop coming and why had he returned that one night alone to my bar. Keith smiled as he replied they stopped coming because he had stopped loving after that night in the gulf war. He felt that he could no longer be part of this circle of friends. He told me he had no love to give any longer only despair.
Keith squeezed my hand tightly as he said, ”I returned that night for you, Kate.”
”But why Keith, why me?” I asked him.
Keith walked over to his war wall and opened a drawer. He walked back to me handing me a photo. The photo was sort of crumbled and rough around the edges with dark red spots that looked like dried blood. That photo was of him and me standing at my bar. Keith in his uniform and me in my pirate’s outfit.
Keith asked me if I remember when that picture was taken? I told him, no but I remember Fred taking it as I always had it sitting at my desk at the bar and it was sitting on my desk at the office now.
Keith replied, ”That photo was taken back over 12 years ago when much of his wars began.”
He told me he had carried it with him on all of his missions tucked under the armor he wore. Sort of as his good luck charm he explained. Keith told me he had carried it on his last mission as well as that was his blood upon that photo. Keith hung his head and grew silent.
I lifted his head as I said, ”Keith it was not your fault.”
”I know Kate, I Know, ” Kate replied.
Keith explained when he was moved from a field medical tent to a hospital in the states. He was deeply depressed as not only did he have his own blood on his hands but those of three others. Keith explained he sunk further into depression. One which no pills, booze, doctors, or even his best friend Danny could help him with, or perhaps he didn’t want help.
One day Tina his nurse was going through his war stuff as he had told her to throw it all away. He told me Tina had found that picture I held in my hand. She asked him who I was.
Keith told her a woman out of his league. But a woman who brought him peace and great joy when on a mission. Keith told me Tina saw that sparkle in his eyes.
He told me Tina used that picture to pull him from his depression and getting him back on his feet. He told me when he felt like giving up she would hand him that picture.
Tina would ask him, ”You going to give up on her too Keith?” When he would not reply she would add, ”She might be your last hope.”
Keith told me that is why he was in the bar that night Kate I was there to finally ask you out. However, fate seemed to have worked in his favor that night as he smiled at me. Keith told me perhaps it was that great joy, peace, and hope both Megan and I bring to him now that he had asked me to marry him.
Keith looked at me as he said, ”Kate if you want to walk out that door I will understand and you can keep your job and we can just be friends.”
Keith stared into my eyes as he added, ”But I must tell you that you would be taking away that hope I had always given him if I did.”
I hugged him as I sobbed telling him that was the loveliest love story I ever heard and it was about us. I told him Megan and I needed him just as much as he needed us.
I looked deeply into those devil’s eyes as I said, ”Keith you are the hopes and dreams of both Megan and I.” ”You bring calm, comfort, security and the love we both need.”
”I will not walk out that door as I would be taking away our hope and dreams as well as yours,” I added kissing him passionately.
I told him I would like to be part of any lifestyle he was into and was willing to try this swinging thing he had talked about if that was what he wanted.
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