Second That Emotion
by
Latikia
Copyright © 2006
Chapter 42
The cold water in the tub, while
soothing to my sore and swollen genitals, had gotten more than a little
uncomfortable. Using the toes of my
right foot I hooked the chain and yanked the plug, letting about three inches
of the icy water drain out before reseating the stopper. With my left foot I turned the hot water
faucet on and refilled the tub, getting the temperature more tolerable. Cranking the handle closed I slid down,
putting my chest and shoulders beneath the water. Sighing contentedly I laid there for several
minutes before I heard rustling noises near the door.
I turned my head slowly to one
side and saw Lilly and Izzy standing side by side in the open doorway. Back lit by the sunlight from the bedroom
their skin gleamed like bronze, dark hair hung uncombed and wild around their
shoulders and each breath caused tiny tremors that shifted their breasts ever
so delightfully.
I couldn’t help but smile and
admire the graceful, sweeping lines of their arms, hips and legs; the gentle
swell of bellies, the shadows that caressed the juncture of hip and thigh. So sweet, so enticing, so
absolutely sexy.
“Gloriously
perfect.” I whispered to myself.
“Ike?” Izzy called to me.
The way her lips moved when she
said my name, the movement of her chin and throat, the way her head tilted just
a little bit; I was mesmerized. I
couldn’t take my eyes off her.
“Ike…we have a problem.” my
sister’s voice was insistent and worried.
I blinked hard a couple of times and shook my head; pushing with my legs
I shoved and sat upright in the tub, splashing some water over the edge.
“Problem? What kind of
problem?”
“It’s Peggy.” Lilly said. “She’s crying her eyes out.”
“The poor thing is convinced that
you’re mad at her and that you’re going to make her leave.” Izzy added.
“What? Why would she think that?”
The girls came over and perched on
the edge of the tub.
“How much do you know about her
childhood?” Izzy asked me, running one hand over my hair.
“Only what I got from Colonel
DeBerg. Foster homes, running away…like
that.”
Lilly nodded her head sadly. “Peggy’s abandonment issues go pretty
deep. She thinks that because of what
happened this morning you’re going to abandon her and her heart is
breaking. She can’t stop crying and she
won’t listen to either of us. You have
to do something.”
I took a deep breath and
nodded. Putting my hands on edges of the
tub I lifted myself, got my feet beneath me and stood up. Lilly gasped when she saw my abused penis.
“Are you alright? It looks pretty painful.” she said, extending
a finger and giving my mottled member a little poke.
I winced just a bit. “Soaking in cold water helped some. Of course, the two of you walking in here
looking so damn sexy and giving me ideas
is probably not the best thing for it, but given the choice I’d rather suffer.”
Lilly slapped me on my wet behind
and Izzy smirked.
“Dry off and go talk to
Peggy. She needs some massive reassurance
right now.”
“Okay, okay. Why don’t you two give me about twenty
minutes and then come back in. You can get along without me for twenty
minutes, right?”
Lilly giggled and her breasts
jiggled invitingly. “Get a move on,
Casanova. We’ll manage on our own,
somehow.”
Izzy handed me a towel from off
the rack and I quickly dried off, taking extra care with my lower
extremities. Tossing the towel on the
hamper I headed out the door, closing it partially behind me.
On the bed, completely covered by the
bed sheets and blankets, was a small little balled-up figure. Her cries and sobs were muffled by the
mountain of linen above her and her tiny little body was shaking like a leaf in
a wind storm.
I walked over and sat down at the
foot of the bed. “Peggy? Squirt?”
If anything, her crying increased
in both volume and level of misery.
Damn…this wasn’t going to be easy.
I looked around helplessly for a
bit, feeling very young, confused and unprepared. What to do, what to do?
And then I had a very clever and
brilliant idea. Well, it seemed pretty
damn clever and brilliant to me.
I reached out and pulled the
blankets and sheets loose from the foot of the mattress, lifting them up,
making a pup-tent entrance at the corner.
Slowly and carefully I dove underneath and shimmied my way beneath them,
crawling blindly towards the weeping figure ahead of me.
I was half-way under, my ass and
legs still sticking out, when my hands touched Peggy’s feet.
When I put my hands on her feet
she jerked and struck out with one foot, hitting me squarely on the top of my
head with a dull ‘thunk’. I scrambled to capture both of her ankles
before she could do any real damage then slid my hand up over her calves to her
knees and held her legs still as I burrowed farther up under the sheets.
I couldn’t see her clearly; the
lighting was rather dim under there, but there was enough to link, and I did.
The poor little woman was drowning
in guilt, fear, remorse and terror. I
started draining the emotions away as quickly as I could, and her body relaxed,
her struggles stopped and the sobbing slowed considerably.
Moving up I slid my hands up her
thighs, rolling her over onto her back, I put each of her legs over my
shoulders and crawled up between her legs.
She tensed up, but I ignored the sudden stab of fear that ran from her
down the link to me and rested my head on her belly. Putting my hands on her hips, I held her
still and kissed the soft skin just below her belly-button then put my cheek on
that spot and just lay there.
I continued to drain off her fear,
guilt and terror until they were just faint tickles within her, stroking her
hips and thighs with my fingers and began sending her comfort, understanding
and love.
Peggy’s thighs tightened slightly
around my neck and her hands came down to brush thru my hair.
I lifted my head somewhat and
kissed her belly again, just a light little brush with my lips.
“Hey there
half-pint.”
“I’m so sorry…please don’t make me leave!” she whimpered.
“Peggy, why in the world would I
make you leave? I love you. I need you and I want you with me for
ever. We all do.”
“How can you say that after what I
did?”
“What did you do that was so
horrible?”
“I made you do something. I
treated you like an object, didn’t even think about what you wanted.”
“Ahhh…I
see. I think I see, anyway. You
think what you did was the same as rape, right?”
Peggy started shaking again, and I
could feel the guilt rising up full force once more. I smothered it with a stronger surge of love
and compassion.
“Yeah…I guess that is what I
think.” she admitted tearfully.
I kissed her belly again then
stuck my tongue in her navel and wiggled it around for a couple of seconds.
“Sweetie, you couldn’t rape me if
you wanted to.” I told her. “Did you
hear me say I didn’t want to have
sex? Personally, I can’t imagine not wanting to have sex with you…or
Lilly or Izzy. Do you really think that
even the three of you combined could make me do anything I didn’t want to?”
There was silence for five long
heartbeats. “No, I don’t guess we
could.”
I slid one hand up her thigh,
under her bottom and gave one cheek a gentle squeeze.
“Honey, what you did was let me
know how you three were feeling, that’s all.
It might not have been too well thought out, in hindsight, but it wasn’t
wrong. If you’re horny, I want to know. I want you to be happy…and please believe me
when I say that sex with you makes me
very happy. I love hearing your moans
and sighs; it thrills me no end feeling your warmth around me and against me,
the smell and taste of your skin, the touch of your lips, and the sparkle in
your eyes when you cum. Just being near
you turns me on. The way you enjoy the
smallest things, how excited you get when you see the horses, or when you talk
about them, the way you are with Izzy and Lilly, the way you light up a room
just by walking in, or when you bounce up and down like a little kid. You are a vibrant, exciting, sexy woman and
I’d be a damn fool twenty times over to let you get away.”
Peggy shuddered, her legs wrapped
around my neck and pulled me closer, her hands pressed
my head harder against her belly.
“I love you so much…I was so
afraid…” she cried softly.
“Peggy, you and me and Lilly and
Izzy are family. We take care of each
other and support each other and love each other, no matter what. You won’t…can’t lose us. And we won’t and can’t lose you. You never have to be afraid of that, not
ever. When I said ‘I thee wed’, I wasn’t
kidding.”
Her legs squeezed my neck
tighter. “So you forgive me?”
“There’s nothing to forgive. You made a little mistake…we all do from time
to time. But if you ever feel like doing
something like that again, think about the possible consequences. If you had locked those feelings in me I
might have injured one of you girls and if that happened I’d never be able to
live with myself. But you didn’t and
we’ll teach you how to control your talent so that won’t happen.”
I gave her butt another squeeze
and licked her belly. “Besides…it was a lot of fun. I used to worry that I wouldn’t be able to
keep up with the three of you sexually, keep you all satisfied I mean. Now I know that won’t be a problem. So you actually did us all a big favor.”
“Thank you Ike.”
“Thank you Peggy, my sweet little
love.”
I put my cheek back down against
her belly and we lay quietly together, her hands stroking my hair, my hands
tracing her thighs and flanks.
A little later I felt the mattress
shift to the left and right sides as Lilly and Izzy climbed back into the bed
with us. They moved in close to Peggy
and I could hear whispers and kisses as they shifted around getting
comfortable.
Someone lifted up the covers and
light poured in.
“Awww…that’s
so sweet.” Lilly gushed. “Izzy, you’ve gotta
see this.”
There was more rustling of bed
sheets and Izzy poked her head under.
My sister laughed loudly. “Alright Peggy! You caught a big one.”
“Yeah…I think I’ll keep him. He feels pretty good laying there.”
Lilly chuckled. “Right where he can do the most good and the
least damage.”
All three of them giggled at that,
so I took a deep breath, lifted and turned my head, planted my lips just below
Peggy’s belly-button and blew a prolonged raspberry.
The little woman with her legs
around my neck squealed and started wiggling around like an eel, drumming her
heels on my back as she burst into hysterical gales of laughter.
I ran out of breath eventually, so
I put my head back down on her stomach and rested while Peggy calmed down and
gasped for air. It was good to hear her
laugh and feel the happiness well up inside her.
Another
successful rescue for Ike Blacktower, Knight Errant and damsel un-distresser.
We lay there at peace and enjoying
the closeness for a few minutes, before Peggy broke the silence.
“Ike…does it ever bother you that
the three of us are so much older than you?”
“Nope. Not even a little.”
I replied. “I’ve had a thing for old
broads ever since I was thirteen.”
“Old broads? What old
broads?” Izzy demanded.
I grinned and flicked my tongue
out to tickle Peggy’s belly.
“You three
geezers of course. See the great thing about mature women is they’re slower and can’t
run as fast; much easier to catch and sooooo grateful to have a young stud like me show an interest
in their wrinkled old bodies. Yup…give
me old women every time.”
The words had barely left my lips
when I was attacked on both sides by tickling fingers and raised voices.
“I’ll show you old.” Izzy threatened, her fingers
dancing over my left side.
“Wrinkled?” Lilly yelled happily, working her delicate fingers under
my right armpit.
“Young stud?” Peggy laughed, tightening her grip around my neck and
sticking a wet finger into my ear.
The three of them went to work cheerfully
tormenting my prone body. No one had
ever tickled me before, and as it turned out I’m not very ticklish, so they got
frustrated when I didn’t respond the way they expected. Peggy’s wet finger wiggling in my ear did get a rise out of me though and I
was retaliating with wet raspberries over her belly-button when one of the
other two girls smacked me on the ass.
“No fair!” Izzy groused. “Why aren’t you ticklish?”
“Yeah…there’s got to be some way
to make you pay.” Lilly agreed.
I blew one last blast on Peggy’s
belly and lifted my head up. “Well, how
‘bout I take you three old timers out for dinner and dancing tomorrow
evening? With three senior discounts it
shouldn’t be too expensive.”
It got very quiet. Peggy had been giggling and wiggling, but she
suddenly stopped, her legs went slack and slipped down over my shoulders. I couldn’t hear any sounds from the two girls
behind me.
Freed from Peggy’s leg lock I
rolled over and rested my head on one arm, looking back at Izzy and Lilly. They’d settled down on their heels and were
watching me with damp eyes and stunned looks.
Turning my head back I saw the
same expression on Peggy.
“What? Don’t you guys want to go?” I asked, puzzled
by their lack of response.
“You mean, like a date?” Lilly said
at last.
I smiled widely. “Yeah. Exactly like a date. I want to take my wives out on a date.”
“I haven’t been on a date since…I
don’t think I’ve ever been on a
date.” Peggy said very softly.
“Not since I married Lewis.” Lilly
murmured wistfully.
“My first year
of college.” Izzy added sadly.
I sat up and crossed my legs. “Then don’t you think it’s about time? We’ll all get dressed up and go someplace
nice for dinner and then you girls can teach me how to dance. And we need a family portrait too, to put in
the living room. And I’m going to want a
smaller one to put on my desk at work.
We can stop off on the way out and have our picture taken.”
Peggy got up and crawled over next
to me and sat down. “I don’t have any clothes
nice enough for a date or a
portrait.”
Lilly’s shoulders drooped. “All my good clothes are back at
Izzy cocked her head at me.
“I guess we’ll just have to go
shopping first. Hell, we’ll just make a
day of it. Shopping,
portrait, dinner and dancing. Who
knows…if we can find a drive-in theater we can finish off the evening with a
high school make-out party.”
Lilly wiped her eyes and smiled at
me. “Definitely a
different kind of husband.”
Izzy beamed proudly and wiped her
own eyes. “The best
kind.”
Peggy got up on her knees, kissed
my cheek and wrapped her arms around my neck.
“You’re alright…for a punk kid.”
I did my best imitation of Peggy’s
little girl pout…then quickly bobbed my head forward and kissed her on the
nose.
“Thanks very much, I think.”
“Ike, can we afford to be doing
this?” Lilly asked suddenly.
I frowned for a moment then
shrugged. Untangling myself from the
twisted sheets I jumped off the bed, went to the dresser and began rummaging
thru the drawers. When I found what I
was looking for I walked back, hopped into the center of the mattress and
tossed the checkbook to Lilly.
“You’re in charge of the household
so you get to take care of the finances.” I told her. “That’s all the money I have in the world. Tomorrow when we go into town we’ll also go
to the bank and I’ll have all our names put on the account and order some new
checks. Once things settle down and the
CIA starts paying me we’ll get credit cards in your names.”
Lilly looked down at the checkbook
in her hands for a bit then looked up at all of us, one at a time.
“I’ll take good care of
everything, I promise.” she said, holding her chin up.
“We know you will.” Izzy told her,
reaching out and running a hand over Lilly’s shoulder.
“Are we rich?” Peggy trilled,
bouncing up and down. ‘Shopping’ was
most definitely on her mind.
“Yeah, open it up and let’s see
what we have to work with.” Izzy urged.
“Okay, okay…give me a minute
here.” Lilly laughed and opened the booklet, her eyes running over the entries
and their dates. A small frown crossed
her lovely face, and a tiny little furrow formed between her eyebrows. The pink tip of her tongue emerged from the
corner of her lips as she ran a finger across and down one page.
“This can’t be right.” she
said. “I have to call the bank and talk
to someone. This can’t be right.”
“What can’t be right?” Izzy asked
worriedly.
Lilly looked up at me
accusingly. “This can’t be right…can
it?”
I sat there in the middle of the
bed and looked back emotionlessly. Then
I winked at her.
“What can’t be right Lilly?” Peggy
demanded, her voice rising in pitch.
Izzy and Peggy crawled over and
looked at the open checkbook to where Lilly’s fingertip was pointing.
“Holy shit!” Peggy hissed.
“How…?” Izzy started and then
trailed off, leaving her question unasked.
“Dr. Wills told me that since I’d
been working for his department as an outside ‘contractor’ I was entitled to
payment. He made the big deposit. When I left home with Izzy to come back here
I only had around thirty thousand dollars in that account.”
“You have seventy thousand dollars
in a checking account?” Lilly was
outraged. I didn’t need any link to tell
me that.
I shrugged my shoulders. “Lilly, my sweet little flower, I have no…feeling…for money or finances. Never have and probably never will. As long as I had enough to pay the rent, buy
books and put gas in the car that was enough for me. I didn’t care about the future or planning
for it because, frankly, I didn’t think I had one. Things are different now. I still
don’t care about money, but I have a family and a future now which is why I’m
turning my finances over to you. Do what
you think is best. Not for me, not for
you or Peggy or Izzy, but for the family.”
Everyone was quiet and
thoughtful…for about a count of eight.
“Shopping! I think shopping
tomorrow is best for the family.” Peggy exploded, bouncing up and down and
hugging Lilly’s arm.
Lilly slowly smiled, and then her
smile widened into a huge grin. “I
agree.”
“Me too.” Izzy added and the three of them started hugging and
bouncing up and down.
I sat watching the trio, rather
pleased with myself.
“I hate to break things up, but
Peggy and I need to take a shower. Izzy,
would you find David and Anya and tell them that after dinner I’ll bond them
together. And could you also tell David
that we’ll need a ride tomorrow back into D.C.?
Lilly, would you start dinner please?
As soon as we get out of the shower, Peggy and I will be down to help.”
Izzy nodded her agreement as did
Lilly.
“You’re going to marry David and
Anya, aren’t you?” Peggy asked out of the blue.
“In a manner of
speaking, yes. I’m no Justice of the Peace or priest or
minister, so it won’t be a legal
marriage…but it will be a marriage.”
“Maybe we should ask them if
they’d like to double date with us.” my tiny little sweetie suggested. “I’ll bet they haven’t been on a date
together either.”
I could feel a slight smile
forming on my lips, but I clamped down on it, waiting to see Izzy and Lilly’s
reaction.
The two exchanged looks that I
found curiously impossible to read and then turned their eyes on Peggy.
“It was just a suggestion.” she
said in response to their unspoken words.
“I think…” Lilly began haltingly,
“…it’s an excellent suggestion.”
“Very thoughtful
and generous.” Izzy agreed.
“It shows a kind and loving,
sympathetic and compassionate concern for the feelings of other people.” I said
proudly. Our sweet little lost soul had
come so far since her time on the Psych Ward.
“We’ll ask them during dinner.”
Lilly said, getting up and going to the dresser for some clothes to put
on. Izzy gave Peggy a ‘thumbs up’ and
joined Lilly.
“Come on half-pint. Let’s get clean.”
“Okay…Daddy.” she laughed and
bounced off the bed. “We won’t be long
Lilly.” she called over her shoulder, rushing into the bathroom.
“Only because of
Daddy’s condition.” Izzy told Lilly.
They both burst out laughing.
I followed Peggy into the bathroom
with as much dignity as I could muster.
True to her word, Peggy and I were
washed, dried and dressed in less than fifteen minutes and down in the kitchen
where we found…everybody.
Mr. Jones and Anya were cutting
vegetables at one counter, Lilly was preparing some kind of meat and Izzy was
stirring a couple of pots on the stove.
Jones looked up from his chopping
as we entered. “I was beginning to
wonder if they’d left you alive.” he said deadpan.
“Barely.” I replied.
He cracked a small smile. “Why is it that nothing seems to keep you
down for long?”
Izzy, Lilly and Peggy all snorted
and fought to keep their laughter in…failing miserably.
Anya cracked a smile and nodded
knowingly.
I’m pretty sure I blushed some kind of unflattering color.
“Are you feeling better Ike?” Anya asked me.
“I’m fine Anya. I just tried too hard to do something that
couldn’t be done.”
“No more coughing up blood I
hope?” Jones asked.
“No. Nothing like that.”
“Good. Dr. Wills would not be happy with me if I let
anything untoward happen to you.”
Lilly had Peggy and I set the
table and bring some wine up from the cellar.
We got busy and before long we were all sitting down, eating and
drinking. I was pouring coffee while the
girls told Anya and Mr. Jones about our
“You did that? You can link by video?”
I continued filling everyone’s
cup. “Yeah. I gave the President a woodie
from
“Do you have any idea what this means?” he asked.
I put the coffee pot down and took
my seat. “I know exactly what it means
to me. I have no idea what it means to
you, or Dr. Wills or anybody else.”
I took a sip from my wine
glass. Peggy turned her head towards me
and looked like she was about to say something.
I shook my head sharply. She sat
back and continued eating.
“It means I can do my job from
anywhere there are video cameras. I
don’t have to be in the same room with someone I’m interviewing, I don’t even
have to be in the same city. Hell, I
might not have to be in the same country.”
Jones nodded his agreement. “You can hunt moles in the embassies, in our
field units, anywhere at all.”
“Perhaps. It worked between
“Oh, you’ve got that right.” Jones
growled. He cocked an eyebrow and glared
at me. “You either don’t see the other
implications or you actually don’t care.”
“He sees them David. Our boy is no dummy.” Izzy told him.
I raised my wine glass to my
beautiful big sister. “I want to be
happy, Mr. Jones. I can’t see that
running the world would give me that.
Too damn many decisions to make.
It’s too much like work for my taste.
I’ll settle for being happy.”
The girls jumped in and halted the
conversation, telling Jones and Anya about our plans for the next day, and
asking them if wanted to join us. They
agreed to come along and Jones excused himself to go and arrange transportation.
We cleared the table, cleaned the
kitchen and were on our way into the living room when he rejoined us.
“The helicopter will be here at
eight tomorrow morning and a limo will be waiting at HQ. It’s yours for the entire day.”
“Thanks Mr. Jones. Alright then…let’s get down to the business
at hand, shall we?”
Anya and Jones sat next to one
another on the couch while the girls and I arranged ourselves on the loveseat.
“Peggy pointed out to me that what
we’re about to do here is perform a marriage.
Religious or civil, marriage is historically about property. No matter how you dress it up it still comes
out looking like a financial arrangement and it’s gotten worse over the
years. Look at how the lawyers have wormed
their way into what was supposed to be a holy
estate. Pre-nuptial agreements,
palimony, annulments and divorce are more common now than lasting
relationships.”
I leaned forward, putting my
elbows on my knees.
“What we are about to do is
different. No license, no divorce, and
no going back. Do you David Jones take
this woman to be your life-mate, to have and to hold, for richer or poorer, in
sickness and in health, for better and
worse…never to part?”
My eyes bored into his and I
linked with the man. He looked back at
me, calm and unconcerned and his hand reached out to clasp with Anya’s, which
had been reaching for his.
I could feel the love build as
their hands touched. I linked with Anya
and the love she was feeling leapt out at me, rushing down the link. I drained off a big chunk of her love,
amplified it, formed it into a ring, rolled it around
and around, amplifying and adding to it over and over again until it burned
with a spicy cinnamon flavor and sharp golden glow. Pushing it down the link with David I locked
it in.
His eyes shut tightly and his free
hand pressed against his chest. I felt
his heart beating faster.
“Anya Rasmussen, will you take
this man to be your life-mate, to have and to hold, for richer or poorer, in
sickness and in health, for better and
worse…never to part?”
The conflict within her began, the
love she felt for David at war with the command I’d given her to obey me.
“Yes…I can tell that you want to.”
I said softly. “This man’s will, love
and strength will be yours, your love, loyalty and inner fire will be his; your
two lives will be one life from now till the end.”
Taking as much of David’s love as
I could, I created another ring, forging it in the same way I had his and laid
it over the ring Anya already had.
Pouring my own feelings of understanding, acceptance, comfort and
compassion down over her rings I welded them into one large, burning loop.
“Look at each other.” I commanded, my voice rumbling in my chest. “If either of you wants to back out, tell me
now.”
“I love you Anya, now and
forever.” David told her, his voice as soft and gentle as velvet. I hadn’t thought his harsh, raspy throat
could produce such mellow sounds.
His hand left his chest and
reached up to wipe away the tears that had started falling from Anya’s eyes.
Taking more of their replenished
love I created one final ring, open on one side, and mixed in the passion,
hope, appreciation, desire, anticipation, elation, and happiness that each was
feeling for and about the other. This
ring blazed platinum white and I threaded it thru the rings that already
existed in the two of them.
“By the power I possess, I now
pronounce you husband and wife.” With
one last surge of effort I sealed the third ring and locked it for all
time. “Those that I have joined together
this day can never be separated.”
I sat back and took a deep
breath. David and Anya stared into one
another’s eyes, oblivious of the rest of us.
I cleared my throat loudly and
they turned towards the sound. “You may
kiss the bride.” I suggested with a grin.
What started out as a chaste,
sweet kiss turned into one long torrid and highly titillating lip-lock. The girls and I
started applauding right around the third minute.
“That was unbelievable!” Jones
gasped, shifting his position on the couch.
Anya was flushed and licking her lips.
“I think you’ll both find that it
gets even better. For
some things, anyway. Now, why
don’t you kids go upstairs and play.
Remember, we have to be up and waiting for the helicopter at eight, so
don’t stay up too late.”
They were up and gone in a flash,
leaving me and the girls alone in the living room.
“Do you think they’ll be happy
together?” Izzy wondered.
“I hope so.” Lilly replied.
“I think they both deserve to be
happy.” Peggy declared.
“We all deserve to be happy. I don’t think most people really know what happy is though. That’s why they spend so much of their lives
searching and never finding it.”
“Are you happy Ike?” Izzy asked
me.
I reached over and took her hand
in mine, lifting her fingers to my lips and then tickling the palm of her hand
with the tip of my tongue.
“When I’m with you girls I can’t
help but be happy. Sometimes sore,
frustrated, confused or stupid, but beneath it all I’m still happy.” I stood up and hugged each of them in turn. “Come on…let’s get to bed. We’ve got a big day ahead of us.”