Balance
Ikay has been learning what it takes to be a mother, by being a mother. She has five children. Triplets and twins. Does she look like the dewy faced youngster I first bedded? No. She looks like the beautiful young woman she has become. She is mother of my children and I love her dearly. She will always be with me, and so her concern that she is being replaced, is rhetorical. It is not possible. But, I do know what she is asking. She wants to know where she fits into my world and my bed. It is a legitimate question and one I need to answer, for her, and for me.
I need to take stock. When I received my immigrant visa, it was because I was retiring. We would have just enough to live on and when I checked out, I would leave Maricar with a stable income, a house, a way to pay the bills and her dignity. That was my plan. I didn’t foresee there being four apartment buildings, the dormitory, a myriad of women in my bed and a nursery of children I have fathered. I didn’t think I could produce any offspring.
Now, we have more money than I expected to have, more pussy than any man other than Jake and Genghis Khan has ever had, without investing heavily in prostitutes. To say that this situation is abnormal, is no more helpful than to suggest that there seems to be more stars in the sky than is possible to count on one hand. It is both true and meaningless. It doesn’t give me a clue as to what I should do with all these women I do actually love. Love, damn it. Not sex.
Yes, I love the sex, and don’t want to be without it. But I could have that without feeling the love I do feel for these females. Each of these women is endearing in her own way. They are friends. They are fun to be with. They challenge me. They make me laugh. They make me think. They make my life far richer for their being in it. I have learned that Jake actually has limited the females he considers part of his life. The rest are pushed through a system that gets them away from him in under a year. Even if he were to really like or love one of these other females, they are quickly gone. He has built a wall that protects him from the very problem he, Joy and Rose have saddled me with, not that I am really complaining, because I could never give up any of these females.
This is the morning after the night before. I am awake, but Gloria is still sleeping on the left side of the bed. Maricar is giving me gentle mouth to member resuscitation. Actually I am not sure she is trying to get me hard as much as just give me quiet pleasure. Either way, she is succeeding as I am drifting in very pleasant thoughts while, Willy is becoming stiff Willy. And what is Willy thinking? Willy is thinking about fucking Ikay. Nineteen-year-old Ikay.
Yes, she has turned nineteen. With five kids in her brood, her body shows none of that. True, her pussy is not as tight as it was four years ago, but that goes without saying. Ikay is taking college classes and being a mom, so her days and nights have been very busy. I didn’t stop fucking her because I was tired of her. I stopped because there is a limit to what her schedule will allow before crashing. Still, she is feeling left out. The only thing she has been left out of is my bed. That will have to be rectified.
I am now hard as granite though the skin on my tumescence probably more resembles the smoothness of polished marble. Maricar decides to make use of what she has wrought and climbs aboard. She is smiling, eyes closed and seemingly just enjoying the feeling of the member deep inside her. She is just rocking slowly, gently back and forth on the pole. Looking up at my beautiful wife, her breasts pert but swaying, her trim figure, pulls my mind away from Ikay for the moment and to this special woman who has mounted me.
Maricar’s pussy is a furnace, hot and wet. My member is happy in this home.
Gloria stirs, snuggling into me. She slowly awakens to see Maricar riding me. A smile transforms a pretty face to a beautiful one as it comes down on my lips. Gloria’s tongue entering my mouth, her hands on either side of my head.
With tongue in my mouth, a hot wet pussy enveloping my cock, I close my eyes and envision…Ikay…then Ann…then Cheri…and then Alissa…and I bust a nut deep in Maricar. Oh shit…
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I am and will always be the only one in this house who eats a green salad for lunch. Everyone here think’s it is the weirdest dietary choice. The lettuce at the store is pathetic, the cabbages are small, the tomatoes just don’t look like ours in the USA. But with all that, the girls make sure I have a nice salad every day. I am about to sit down to a nice one that Ikay has made for me. She will eat a sour mango and shrimp paste.
Thank you for lunch.
You are welcome. Have you thought about what I ask you last night?
Yes and no.
Huh?
Ikay, you ask if I am replacing you.
Yes.
That will never happen.
But you have more here now and they will not have babies. You will be with them more.
Maybe, but that is up to you. If you want equal time with me, all you have to do is tell me. I was giving you room so that you would have enough time with your children and you were able to keep up with your school work.
Truly? That why I am not in your bed?
Yes.
Ah OK. I see now. When can I be with you?
This afternoon, tonight, tomorrow…when do you want to be with me?
Tonight! I want tonight!
Who else do you want to be with us?
I get to choose?
Yes, this time you do.
I want Maricar with us.
I will talk to Maricar, but I am sure she will be happy to agree.
Thank you, Lawrence. You want some of this mango? If you don’t want it with shrimp paste, I can pour some vinegar for you. It better than that silly thing you eat.
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Red hat, blue hat, big hat, small hat, the kids love it. Me? Well, I get a kick out of the kids. It’s like getting a jolt of happiness.
Maricar and Imee are talking when I approach. Both get kisses and then without being asked, Imee excuses herself to look after something, leaving Maricar alone with me. I must have looked confused because Maricar told me something I should have known but had not. She doesn’t need to be my master or your bed companion any more, Lawrence. She has given you babies. For the rest of her life and the lives of her kids, all will be OK. There will never be a landlord threatening to evict her. She will never need to worry about work, or food. Her life here, taking care of the children is her work, is her life love and commitment. She has returned me, to my place as your exclusive wife. She will never interfere again. She knows you need to talk to me about the new women and so she gave us that space.
How did I miss that?
I could say the same things about you and the new women.
Yes, and for much the same reasons…no?
Yes, for the same reasons. Now it is time we both fill in the gaps.
Speaking of gaps, let’s talk about Ikay.
Ah, so it’s not the new ones you, want to speak about!
No my love, it isn’t. Ikay asked me last night if I was replacing her.
How could she think that? It isn’t possible.
You know it. I know it, but evidently, she didn’t.
So?
She will be with us tonight.
Us? Really?
Yes. She asked for you, but I like her choice immensely. It seems right to me. Maricar, you need to be with me all the time. I know you have a strong affection for the children, but I want you in our bed at night.
Thank you. You are a remarkable man, Lawrence.
You are a remarkable wife, Maricar.
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I am walking over to the dorm as I text Jessica and Mary that I will see them tomorrow. The dorm is relatively quiet this time of day. The younger kids are in school. Many of the mothers have jobs. Some of the older daughters are around, doing housework, cooking evening meals, taking in laundry that was hung up this morning. This day seems unusually quiet. I catch one of the older girls, sixteen year-old Kayla and ask her why things are different today. They are afraid. You send Gina away. Gina was a very important mother here. In one day, she is gone. No one knows why. Her kids go too, but they come back this morning alone. There is a meeting tonight of the mothers, to see with whom they will stay. Some of the mothers think you will be angry if a mother accepts them.
Where are the children now?
In Gina’s place. They are in their old rooms.
When is the meeting?
At six tonight.
Thank you Kayla. Please know that no one will be in trouble and Gina’s girls are not in trouble. Gina is gone because she tried to replace my wife, chose to lie, by withholding information from others and being mean to another woman here who was doing what I had asked of her. No one else need fear me, unless she chooses to work against me. The worst I can do is say it is time to leave here. For anyone who works against me, should she not deserve that?
Yes sir.
Ah Kayla. Do not worry. You are a good girl. Now go take care of that pile of clothing you have. I will tell Gina’s girls that I am pleased they have returned.
The two girls are hiding in a closet. I feel so sorry for them. Two innocents, swept up in a whirlwind.
Come out of the closet, you two. You are not in any trouble. They exit the closet but are trembling. Have you eaten today? They have not. I give them some pesos and send them down to the nearest sari-sari store for three Nestle Ice Cream bars. One for each of them and one for me. I tell them I will be sitting here waiting for them to return. They run out of the room and in no time at all have returned with the bars. They open the paper wrapping, only as I tear mine off.
Did you think I am angry with you? Two sets of eyebrows go up twice. I am not angry with you. I am sorry that your mother had to leave, but you two do not. I will not require you to leave these rooms, but I do want another of the mothers here to be responsible for you. That is only so that I know you two are OK. You are return to school and your other tasks. Neither of you will ever need to enter my bedroom. Just go about your schooling and growing up. You are safe here.
May our mother visit us? That was the older one, Lori.
Lori, you, and your sister, may visit your mother at her place, whenever you want. I do not think it is wise for her to return here. But you can and should see her as often as you like.
We chat a little more and I give them an allowance of sorts before I leave them. It will be enough for tricycles and food at school for a week or so. After a mother has been selected, I will see that, the mother has enough to cover those needs.
As I walk out of the dorm I text Maricar again about this meeting tonight. Would she like to join me there? Yes she would. Do I want supper before or after? I choose after.
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By the time of the meeting, the tension has given way to curiosity. Word that I had spoken to the two girls, and welcomed them back, is known by all, as is the knowledge that Gina had tried to supplant Maricar, and had engaged in bad behaviors to one of them. Their cell phones have been busy with my four new mistresses as they sought verification of that last charge. They get confirmation from, all four, of my new mistresses. There is not a one of them, who is taking Gina's side any more. Some want to know why I have allowed Gina's girls to stay. But then, there are the smarter ones who have the decency to point out that these poor girls are victims not transgressors. Most of the conversation revolves around the care of the girls. Once that is resolved, the meeting adjourns quickly and Maricar and I walk back to the house.
As we enter the sala, we encounter Rose, Joy and Jake. We also spy, two Chooks-to-go rotisserie chicken, four San Miguel Lagers, and a cake from Goldilocks.
I look at Jake. Peace offerings?
Well, hell Lawrence, neither of us smoke, so these will have to do.
Why do you need to bring me anything?
Maybe I don’t, but my women sure as hell do and if they do, I do too.
I take two glasses from a shelf, open two SM’s and pour Jake and me our beers. Maricar, looks at me, purses her lips toward Rose, to indicate that Rose needs a beer as well. I am in no mood to pour anything for Rose. Rose must see it in my face as she tells Maricar that she does not need a beer. Jake grunts. I hand him a beer and indicate we should sit down.
The room is filling with many of my household. If all who are my mistresses were here at the same time, we could not seat them all. But most eat with their children in the dining room we built onto the nursery. Tonight my tribe contains Ikay, Jovelyn, Ann, Cheri, Nicca, and my four new entrants into this house. Including Maricar and me, that’s eleven. With Jake and his two we are fourteen. The table holds twelve, but we will squeeze the extra two in. I am not surprised to see Jovelyn. I will need to have her join me soon.
I look at Jake. He has come for a reason. I give him the opportunity to say what needs to be said. The man is not usually uncomfortable. Tonight he is. Joy and Rose should never have been meddling in the affairs of this house without a direct request from you for assistance. It will never happen again. I do think they should set things back correctly in the dorm, if you will allow it. I gather there was a dust up in the dorm and a meeting there tonight. How did it go?
There was a dust up earlier. Maricar and I cleared the matter up and it is now resolved, requiring no further attention.
Rose wants to know if there is any way for Gina to come back.
No. There is none.
Rose interjecting: But Sir Lawrence, Po, it is my fault. I put bad ideas in her head.
I am having none of it. And rather than use her own head to say, that is bad advice, Gina took it and ran with it. She owns her own actions. This subject is closed.
Rose is pleading. Maricar, please I am sorry. It is my fault she think you are gone from Lawrence’s bed.
I was! I was gone from his bed. If Lawrence had chosen Gina, it would have been my failure to take care of my husband. I didn’t decide Gina should go, Lawrence did. It is Lawrence, who asks me to return to our bed together. Rose, I think you do not understand. Lawrence thinks that marriage is for life and his commitment to me is for life. I do not make him think that. When someone says she is going to replace me, it is Lawrence who says, no, that can never be. But even then he did not kick her out. He kicked her out after she attacked Rosa and failed to be honest with the other girls. That make him angry. Lawrence say this subject is closed. I will not argue with my husband. Stop your arguing now!
Jake just shook his head. Lawrence, she is a hardheaded woman. I apologize again.
Apology accepted. Let’s eat.
What happens next is a bit comical. Nicca and Cheri run to the table and grab the chairs to the immediate right and left of me as I sit at one end. Maricar chooses to accept that and sits next to Nicca. Ikay sits next to Cheri, with Jovelyn on her other side. Gloria sits next to Maricar. Rosa is next to Gloria. Jessica is next to Jovelyn and Mary is on her other side. This all happens before I even get to the table. At the far end of the table, Jake takes a seat with his two companions. Jake looks at me, smiles. Are they all as protective of you?
Yes, those in the house are, and most in the dorm are too.
We are very lucky men, Lawrence. My girls are as protective of me as yours are of you. No one in my home would think about getting between Joy and me.
And with that, the subject was finally put to rest.
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Roll over Lawrence, we will give you a massage.
If you do, I might fall asleep!
Ha! I will not let that happen and if it does, I know the nicest way to wake you.
Ikay does want me inside her, but more than that, she just wants to belong to me. She wants to be partners with Maricar. As the mother of my children, she will always be mine, but this, tonight, is an affirmation. It is slow, gentle. It is sexy and it contains things that can only happen with a woman with children. I suck milk from her breasts. Maricar sucks milk from her breasts. As Maricar sucks, I suck on Ikay’s clit and finger her ass. Ikay is in heaven and I am happy. Maricar slides over so that she can get my member inside her while all this is happening. We are a human triangle. All is in slow motion, but the pleasure is great.
But I am not inside Ikay and she very much wants that. We disengage and I lie on my back. Ikay mounts my pole, facing me. Maricar straddles my legs behind Ikay and reaches around Ikay to grab Ikay’s left breast with one hand and Ikay’s clit with the other. Maricar is going to make sure that Ikay gets launched into space, no matter how tired I might be. That is a good plan as I am a bit tired and probably not in good form tonight. For Ikay, it doesn’t matter or she doesn’t notice. With my cock inside her and Maricar’s stimulation, she rockets into three orgasms.
I have yet to cum. I tell the two of them it is not important. They beg to differ. Maricar texts someone and the next thing I know, Alissa whose bedroom is just doors away from this one, is in the room and on the bed. I am about to argue, loudly, that this can’t be, when Maricar’s pussy smothers my mouth; and a new and incredibly tight pussy mounts my manhood. Ikay whispers in my ear, She’s so young. She is and she is bouncing on my dick. Pussy on my face, a tongue in my ear and my cock deep - inside this little one, it doesn’t take much before I deposit my offering deep inside pretty little Alissa. I thought Maricar agreed that she was too young! Now we had added a new girl to my bed. What’s next?
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