Edgings
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This next chapter will cover three POVs, Dan, Alex and Jake in turn.
Chapter 26
DAN
“You ok, Jake,” I asked.
We were standing out by the pool. We were both naked, and Jake was looking incredible as usual, but… there was something wrong. I could feel it, and my spine tingled with dread.
Jake gave me a look that was inscrutable. It was his Navy Seals, secret mission look, the one I could not read, the one I had always hated and slightly feared.
“Dan, baby, I was talking to Dean earlier at dinner. I sensed something was off and sort of led him to believe I was ok with everything you and he might be doing at The Shores.”
Oh fuck! My worst fears were being realized, right here and now.
“Jake, I’ve wanted to tell you…” I began.
“Well, tell me now.” He said, patiently.
“What did Dean tell you?” I heard myself ask, hating myself for trying to worm off the ledge I found myself on.
“Enough, that if you hedge, I will know.” He said, his voice unnaturally calm, giving nothing away.
“Maybe, we better sit down.” I suggested.
He gestured me over to the whirlpool and walked there himself.
We both sat on the edge, feet in the water.
Jake said nothing, just staring at the water, and I realized it was up to me to speak. “I ‘don’t know where to start.”
“How about where you hired him. I was there when you sucked him at the bar, remember?”
“Right. Well, yeah, he told me he needed a job beyond the half day on the beach patrol, so I interviewed him.”
I half expected Jake to cut in there, but he didn’t. He just let me talk, and it came out, the massages that kept turning into sex, and then the afterwork showers in the office / suite I shared with him, and the inability to stop having sex with him.
“Making love to him?” Jake finally said. It was more of a statement then a question.
I looked at Jake and wanted to lie, but then Dean’s so handsome face and expressive eyes that melted me every damn day at work, appeared in my brain and I heard myself say, “Yes.”
There was a gasp from behind us. We both turned to see Alex standing there just a few feet from our backs. The sound of the whirlpool had masked his entrance. I had no idea how long he had been listening.
Alex looked at us both and said, “I guess I won’t be sleeping in your bed tonight.”
ALEX
I hadn’t waited very long to sneak out there. I figured Jake and Dan were probably making out, all horned up from the party, and even if they weren’t ready for me yet, I could maybe watch, at least. I was so hot from all the almost sex, the almost shooting, and I hadn’t even cum yet!
I didn’t see them at first, then I did, two backs sitting at the whirlpool. I crept a bit closer, wondering what was up, if anything and got this bad feeling. You know how when you walk into a room, you can feel tension in the pit of your stomach? You haven’t seen expressions or anything. Well, I felt it, and all I saw were their backs.
But then I heard Dan. Maybe it was the way his voice was glancing off the wall, but I heard every word as he described fucking with Dean, in a lot of detail, every evening after work at The Shores.
Then Jake popped the question…“Making love to him?”
I mentally screamed at my bestie, “TELL HIM NOOOO!!!”
But then I heard Dan say “Yes.”
I must have made a sound because they both turned to me.
I tried to make light of it the way I always do in the face of catastrophe. “I guess I won’t be sleeping in your bed tonight.”
Dan had tears and fear in his eyes. Jake did not.
Finally, Jake pointed to the edge of the pool beside Dan.
I went to where he was pointing and sat there, close against Dan, touching him, side to side, wanting to provide comfort.
Jake continued. “All right, first, I blame myself. You both may not believe me. But I have always known you guys were having sex from the first massage you gave Alex, Dan. You took you sweet time telling me, but you did, and I took that as a sign that our relationship was safe.
Part of me was hot over it. I don’t know why having my husband cuck me makes me hot, but it does. I gave into that when I lowered our rules still further, and all that did was tempt us to go over the edge with others.”
Dan looked at Jake. “You too?”
“No, not really. Almost with Mike, but no, except the time he took advantage me at the bar while I was fucking you and you were getting sucked by Dean. No, I’ve always known you would find out if I did, and I knew how jealous you’d get. But I was tempted. I have been tempted by everyone we had to this party at one time or another, and I expect I would have given in, because the newer more accommodating rules just teased us too much.”
“I went with it. I went all the way with it.” Dan said.
“Into falling in love with Dean?” Jake asked again, gently.
“Maybe a little.” Dan admitted.
Jake closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
“I saw the way you and Dean looked at each other while spit roasting Mike.”
Dan jerked as if he'd just realized how it must have looked. Then he looked down at the water.
“I’m sorry, babe.”
Jake sighed deeply. “So am I.”
There was a long pause and then Dan said, “I have one question. Were you ever jealous? You say you knew, but you said nothing. Sometimes I just can’t tell.”
“I was jealous, but” Jake shrugged. “I wanted you to confess without prompting or… or be too afraid to confess because you loved me. What I didn’t expect, was you not telling me about Dean because you love HIM.” Jake let out a sigh, “Either way,” Jake shook his head, “It fed all my cuckold fantasies.”
“Jesus.” Dan let out a sob. “I wanted you to be jealous. Sometimes I wanted you to catch us.”
“Well, tonight, I guess I officially did. And I am jealous, and though it was hot as fuck, it not a good jealousy. Not seeing what you guys feel for each other.” Jake said, and then he took another deep breath and added. Somehow, I never expected that. Whatever else, you have fallen for another guy. You're in love with Dean.”
Dan hunched over and I cried inside for him, because I knew he still loved Jake.
“Dan loves you.” I blurted.
They both turned to look at me and I said, “This is all my fault.”
Dan opened his mouth, but I said, “No! No, it's all my fault. I shouldn’t have come here. I have always been in love with you, Dan, not just your bestie, and I should not have come here. And Jake is so fucking hot, and I wanted him so badly, I’ve just been worming in as much as I could, like some sex crazed dog. I’ve despised myself the whole time and couldn’t stop!”
I got up, looking around frantically. “I’ll move out. Go to the Shores tonight if you have space for me there, I will get out of your way! This is my fault!”
I wanted to run out of there screaming, but I shut myself off. Nothing would come out of my mouth. I just stood there, like an idiot. What would that prove except to make it all about myself?
This wasn’t about me. It was about them.
“Alex.” Dan began, but I put up a hand.
“No, hear me out. You two are made for each other. Don’t let this screw things up. You were experimenting, trying something new. I probably caused it, but don’t screw your marriage up over this. Please. Now, I am going to go to the Shores and bunk with Patrick or whomever. You two stay here alone. Talk things out. And I’m sorry, guys. Sorrier than I can say. I love you both. Maybe too much. I got in your way.”
And with that I left them. I got dressed, got my toiletries together, shoved my clothes in my suitcase, the rest in a duffle bag…
Dan was in the living room. “Alex, you don’t have to do this…”
“Oh yes, I do. “
“Well, I called the Shores,” he said. “Room 211 is yours for as long as you need it.”
“Oh Dan, I am so sorry.” I said, moving in to hug him.
He hugged me back, sort of. His face looked pale and haunted. I couldn’t help it. I read the end of my bestie’s marriage in his face. I hoped I was wrong, but…
I feel like a homewrecker.”
Dan took my face in his hands, looked me in the eyes and nodded. “Yup. You are. But I love you anyway.”
JAKE
Dan returned after seeing Alex off in his old several hand VW bug. Alex rarely every used his dented tired white bug, which might be why it still ran.
Dan had pulled his shorts back on. I hadn’t bothered. It was decision time.
We faced each other and after a moment that took way too long, Dan said, “I love you, Jake. I love you so much.”
“But you love Dean. You love him enough to put him over me,” I said, “and Dan, you know I won’t tolerate that. Marriage to me means I am number one to you, just as you are to me. I’m sorry I failed you. But, looking at this, looking at us, I am beginning to see that we weren’t all that compatible. I may be a little too odd ball, really. I am not even sure what I want. But I do know I can’t share you. And I am not going to ask you to cut off anything that makes you happy. Dean has been making you happy. You may have been coming home later and later. But you came home happy. You’ve been distracted and happy. And it's Dean.”
“Jake…”
“Deny it.” I snapped. I couldn’t deal with this. I wanted it over.
Eyes filled with tears; Dan stared at me. “I can’t, he said, and with that, he gathered up a few things and left.
Out on the back deck, I looked up at the stars.
I thought about all the temptations, starting with then Lt. Mike coming over and flirting with me on my tower at the end of my patrol shift every day. I thought about Alex, the hotness of catching them, my feelings of despair mixed with a strange feverish addiction to seeing my man cheat with other men over my security cams.
I thought about all of it, flirting and teasing Alex’s worshipful, lustful stares, the hot night at the bar where Mike had nearly fucked me, and then had, right on the dance floor with Dan unknowing as I fucked him. The spice and risk of it all. It had been hot, delicious, fantastic, thrilling, and it had left me with this.
Then I got up, grabbed a ladder and my tools and went around dismantling every hidden security camera. I left the outside ones on, the one by the front door and the back. All the other ones I took down. It was four in the morning when I finished.
Labor Day was not far off. The end of the Summer. I would give our separation a month or two and then see where we were. I didn’t hold out much hope for Dan and me.
I grabbed a bottle of whisky, opened it, and sat in a lounger looking up at the sky. Sipping from the bottle, thought of that old movie and said out loud to myself, in a voice that sounded pitiful even to me… “Frankly my dear, I just don’t give a damn.”
THE END
Epilogue
Some of you predicted doom. You were correct. Some of you hoped that they would find a way out of this mess of a bed they made for themselves.
I could have had them forgive and reconcile and maybe Dan would think he hadn’t fallen for Dean all that much.
But, nanhh, sorry. That just seems too silly. Yeah, I tend to edge on farce sometimes, but that would have been too much.
Anyway, time for Edgings to mature into something else.
I will probably start from a new character but retrieve these characters to play roles in the new book. Maybe Jake will find his match. Maybe Dean and Dan will make it. Maybe hot men at the Shores will drag them down. Maybe Alex will grow from this and become a somewhat weightier person.
There are a lot of maybes here and I invite you to comment on what you would like to see in a second book. I can’t promise anything, but one never knows what suggestions my silly mind may greedily steal from any one of you!
If you are in a relationship, all I can say is, communicate with your man. Don’t take him for granted, if you play together, play cautiously, and always check with your man. And don’t lie or fail to tell the truth to your man. If you and your man share the truth, No one can break you up but you. All these things, my characters forgot to do. Well, they are only human.
Thank you all for reading. I love each of you and wish you a Happiest of New Years and many teasingly hard EDGINGS!!!!
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