Sex! At Tre's House, chapter 8
*December 26th 2007*
I had had it up to that point. Randy was cruising me and the kids were scared because all Randy and me did was fight. We were in the kitchen when he did it. It was the end of the rope for me. I was cutting some pineapple for something I was making. Randy came in and looked at it.
"You shouldn't cut it like that," Randy said.
"What?" I asked.
"You shouldn't cut it like that. You're doing it all wrong," Randy replied.
"Whatever," I said, not wanting to start a fight.
Randy opened the fridge.
"Yeah, but sense when can you do anything right?" Randy said.
Something inside of me snapped.
"THAT'S FUCKING IT!" I screamed. I slammed the knife I was using to cut the pineapple down on the counter.
"I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR BULLSHIT!" I screamed.
I walked out of the kitchen past the kids in the living room and into the bedroom. I grabbed two bags and I started packing, I was going to Tre's for the next few days. I packed in about ten minutes. The last three minutes Melissa and Sean stood at the door and they watched me.
"Mom where are you going?" Melissa asked.
"Out," I replied.
"Out where?" Sean asked.
"To Tracy's house," I replied. "She helps me with everything."
"But mom-" Melissa said.
"No. Don't try and stop me. Don't call, my phone will be shut off," I said and I grabbed the bags and I walked passed them. "I love you both," I said and they replied the same.
I walked out the door and I called Tre on the over.
"Hey you sexy muffin. What's shaking?" Tre asked.
"Tre, are you at home?" I asked.
"Yeah," Tre replied.
"Are you busy?" I asked.
"No, Claudia took Frankito with her to Arizona to have Christmas with her parents. So since the Eve of Christmas I've been naked," Tre replied.
"How long will she be gone?" I asked.
"Till January 3rd. Why?" Tre asked.
"I'm coming to stay with you till the second. That okay?" I asked.
"Sure, that'd be great!" Tre replied sounding quite happy.
"Randy and me got in a fight and now I'm not coming home for a few days. Is it alright if I stay with you?" I asked.
"Hells yeah!" Tre replied. "As long as you're willing to have your brains fucked out all over my house," Tre said.
"Hell yeah, I need to blow off some steam," I replied. "I'll be there in 10, love you," I said.
"Love you too," Tre replied and we hung up.
10 minutes later I was on Tre's doorstep.
He opened the door and as he said he was naked.
"Hey, sexy muffin, what's the haps?" Tre asked.
I walked into Tre's house. I walked in and Tre followed me as I went to his room to put my stuff away.
I turned around and Tre was just a looking at me.
"Hi, Tre. What are you looking at?" I asked.
"The sexiest god damned punk I've ever seen," Tre replied casually.
"Tre, you're too nice of a guy," I said.
"Thanks," Tre replied.
I noticed at this point that Tre was getting turned on. Only hell knows what he was thinking. I could see the erection the man was fucking naked for fucks sake.
"Tre? You a bit happy?" I asked.
Tre looked down.
"Oh, god dammit! I really need to get that fixed!" Tre said jokingly and it made me laugh." Well what should we do," Tre said pondering at his cock. Was he talking to his penis or me?
"Got anything I can put this in?" Tre asked. "I think that might do the trick."
I laughed.
"Oh, I've got somewhere you can put it," I replied.
I came over to Tre and I kissed him slowly, then I started to kiss Tre's chest and down his stomach... I think you know where this was going. Tre was in bliss when I was done; he fell down on the bed, breathing heavily. I stood up and I wiped my mouth. Some had dribbled down my chin. I thought Tre had died. From what had just happened. I started to undress.
"Was that a good enough place to put it?" I asked.
"Very... Good," Tre managed to say.
When he finished talking I was nude. Tre lifted himself up so he was leaning on his elbows.
"God, you're so fucking beautiful. I love you," Tre said smiling.
I turned deep crimson.
"Tre you're too fucking kind," I replied.
"Thankies. I just really love you and shit. You know?" Tre asked.
"Yes, I know," I replied. "I'm hungry, I'll be right back."
I walked out of the room and into Tre's kitchen. I got a bowl of ice cream. Tre came in once I had my chocolate ice cream with chocolate syrup.
"Can we have fun with that later?" Tre asked eyeing the chocolate syrup.
"Yes, later. But now FOOD!" I replied and I ran into the living room and I sat down on the couch and I started to eat my ice cream. Tre got some too and we ate together. The rest of the day, well, what do you think happened?
*December 31st 2007*
Tre and I haven't been clothed for days and we were having fun with it too. Today was New Years Eve and Billie invited us over. We both got in the shower and took one together. We walked around in our towels for a while. Tre took me to a local punk store to get some new clothes and a dress for tonight. It was sot of short; I wore a g-string with it. It was a red and black corset dress, and a maroon g-string, which you couldn't see but I had black tights with red skulls on them. I was going to wear my all black high tops with it. Tre was in a suit. Nice pretty red and black checkerboard tie. Finally we got dressed and we stopped doing naughty things and I new that we'd just come back and do naughty things drunk. So Tre and I got into his BMW and he drove us over to Billie's house. Billie only invited his closest friends. Mike and his girlfriend, Jason, Adrienne was there, their kids were gone a friends house. It was just us, that's all, and we were drinking. I was talking to Adrienne and Brittany.
"Don't you feel bad cheating on your husband?" Adrienne asked.
"No, not really. I mean I know that sounds bad, but I don't I enjoy having Tre as my mistress. I love Tre, and my husband just didn't satisfy me enough sexually, Tre does that for me. He REALLY does that for me," I replied.
"I would never cheat on Mike," Brittany said.
"I would never cheat on Billie Joe," Adrienne said.
"Well, I don't really know what to say, it was my choice and now I'm dealing with it," I replied.
"You know a relationship is not all based on sex you know?" Brittany said.
"I know that," I replied.
"Do you and Tre honestly do anything else besides have sex? Do you guys even know each other beyond sex?" Brittany asked.
"Yes," I replied. "We spent one whole night up just discussing our childhood and our lives. It was so much fun. I love Tre so much and I would never do anything to hurt him. Tre is the nicest guy I've ever met."
They looked at me.
"Well, I do know that Tre feels the same way. He's talked to me about it, but you not telling your husband is killing him Lyddy. It really is, he really loves you Lyddy and he wants nothing more than to be with you until death does he part," Adrienne said.
"Why haven't you told your husband yet?" Brittany asked.
"It's really complicated, Tre and me talked it out already," I replied.
"Well, I'm very happy for you two. This is a very strong love," Adrienne said sweetly.
"I know," I replied.
We all got a bit tipsy and Billie called ma and Tre a cab, we took it home and when we got home and into the bedroom, we were all over each other. It was fabulous.
*January 2nd 2008*
Today I was leaving Tre, I didn't want to but I had to. I packed up my things and I went back home. Everyone was home, the kids were happy to have me back and that night after the kids went to bed Randy and me had a talk in bed.
"Listen I'm sorry for what I said. I shouldn't have said it. I love you Lyddy and I was thinking. Maybe you and me should go on a trip somewhere. Rekindle our love," Randy said.
"Yeah, sure. How long would you like to go for? ' I asked.
"How about next weekend? The kids could stay at your sisters or something," Randy replied.
"Okay, that sounds great," I said and then we made love.
Dissolves back to the current Lyddy you know and love.
"Yeah, so that was nice and lovely. So Randy and me took the trip and we so much sex I almost threw up. I told Tre and he said that he'd miss me and shit. I felt like a dick, I really did, having two loves. I knew I needed to tell Randy, but what was I to do? I guess you'll just have to read more to find out," Lyddy says and smiles.
I had had it up to that point. Randy was cruising me and the kids were scared because all Randy and me did was fight. We were in the kitchen when he did it. It was the end of the rope for me. I was cutting some pineapple for something I was making. Randy came in and looked at it.
"You shouldn't cut it like that," Randy said.
"What?" I asked.
"You shouldn't cut it like that. You're doing it all wrong," Randy replied.
"Whatever," I said, not wanting to start a fight.
Randy opened the fridge.
"Yeah, but sense when can you do anything right?" Randy said.
Something inside of me snapped.
"THAT'S FUCKING IT!" I screamed. I slammed the knife I was using to cut the pineapple down on the counter.
"I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR BULLSHIT!" I screamed.
I walked out of the kitchen past the kids in the living room and into the bedroom. I grabbed two bags and I started packing, I was going to Tre's for the next few days. I packed in about ten minutes. The last three minutes Melissa and Sean stood at the door and they watched me.
"Mom where are you going?" Melissa asked.
"Out," I replied.
"Out where?" Sean asked.
"To Tracy's house," I replied. "She helps me with everything."
"But mom-" Melissa said.
"No. Don't try and stop me. Don't call, my phone will be shut off," I said and I grabbed the bags and I walked passed them. "I love you both," I said and they replied the same.
I walked out the door and I called Tre on the over.
"Hey you sexy muffin. What's shaking?" Tre asked.
"Tre, are you at home?" I asked.
"Yeah," Tre replied.
"Are you busy?" I asked.
"No, Claudia took Frankito with her to Arizona to have Christmas with her parents. So since the Eve of Christmas I've been naked," Tre replied.
"How long will she be gone?" I asked.
"Till January 3rd. Why?" Tre asked.
"I'm coming to stay with you till the second. That okay?" I asked.
"Sure, that'd be great!" Tre replied sounding quite happy.
"Randy and me got in a fight and now I'm not coming home for a few days. Is it alright if I stay with you?" I asked.
"Hells yeah!" Tre replied. "As long as you're willing to have your brains fucked out all over my house," Tre said.
"Hell yeah, I need to blow off some steam," I replied. "I'll be there in 10, love you," I said.
"Love you too," Tre replied and we hung up.
10 minutes later I was on Tre's doorstep.
He opened the door and as he said he was naked.
"Hey, sexy muffin, what's the haps?" Tre asked.
I walked into Tre's house. I walked in and Tre followed me as I went to his room to put my stuff away.
I turned around and Tre was just a looking at me.
"Hi, Tre. What are you looking at?" I asked.
"The sexiest god damned punk I've ever seen," Tre replied casually.
"Tre, you're too nice of a guy," I said.
"Thanks," Tre replied.
I noticed at this point that Tre was getting turned on. Only hell knows what he was thinking. I could see the erection the man was fucking naked for fucks sake.
"Tre? You a bit happy?" I asked.
Tre looked down.
"Oh, god dammit! I really need to get that fixed!" Tre said jokingly and it made me laugh." Well what should we do," Tre said pondering at his cock. Was he talking to his penis or me?
"Got anything I can put this in?" Tre asked. "I think that might do the trick."
I laughed.
"Oh, I've got somewhere you can put it," I replied.
I came over to Tre and I kissed him slowly, then I started to kiss Tre's chest and down his stomach... I think you know where this was going. Tre was in bliss when I was done; he fell down on the bed, breathing heavily. I stood up and I wiped my mouth. Some had dribbled down my chin. I thought Tre had died. From what had just happened. I started to undress.
"Was that a good enough place to put it?" I asked.
"Very... Good," Tre managed to say.
When he finished talking I was nude. Tre lifted himself up so he was leaning on his elbows.
"God, you're so fucking beautiful. I love you," Tre said smiling.
I turned deep crimson.
"Tre you're too fucking kind," I replied.
"Thankies. I just really love you and shit. You know?" Tre asked.
"Yes, I know," I replied. "I'm hungry, I'll be right back."
I walked out of the room and into Tre's kitchen. I got a bowl of ice cream. Tre came in once I had my chocolate ice cream with chocolate syrup.
"Can we have fun with that later?" Tre asked eyeing the chocolate syrup.
"Yes, later. But now FOOD!" I replied and I ran into the living room and I sat down on the couch and I started to eat my ice cream. Tre got some too and we ate together. The rest of the day, well, what do you think happened?
*December 31st 2007*
Tre and I haven't been clothed for days and we were having fun with it too. Today was New Years Eve and Billie invited us over. We both got in the shower and took one together. We walked around in our towels for a while. Tre took me to a local punk store to get some new clothes and a dress for tonight. It was sot of short; I wore a g-string with it. It was a red and black corset dress, and a maroon g-string, which you couldn't see but I had black tights with red skulls on them. I was going to wear my all black high tops with it. Tre was in a suit. Nice pretty red and black checkerboard tie. Finally we got dressed and we stopped doing naughty things and I new that we'd just come back and do naughty things drunk. So Tre and I got into his BMW and he drove us over to Billie's house. Billie only invited his closest friends. Mike and his girlfriend, Jason, Adrienne was there, their kids were gone a friends house. It was just us, that's all, and we were drinking. I was talking to Adrienne and Brittany.
"Don't you feel bad cheating on your husband?" Adrienne asked.
"No, not really. I mean I know that sounds bad, but I don't I enjoy having Tre as my mistress. I love Tre, and my husband just didn't satisfy me enough sexually, Tre does that for me. He REALLY does that for me," I replied.
"I would never cheat on Mike," Brittany said.
"I would never cheat on Billie Joe," Adrienne said.
"Well, I don't really know what to say, it was my choice and now I'm dealing with it," I replied.
"You know a relationship is not all based on sex you know?" Brittany said.
"I know that," I replied.
"Do you and Tre honestly do anything else besides have sex? Do you guys even know each other beyond sex?" Brittany asked.
"Yes," I replied. "We spent one whole night up just discussing our childhood and our lives. It was so much fun. I love Tre so much and I would never do anything to hurt him. Tre is the nicest guy I've ever met."
They looked at me.
"Well, I do know that Tre feels the same way. He's talked to me about it, but you not telling your husband is killing him Lyddy. It really is, he really loves you Lyddy and he wants nothing more than to be with you until death does he part," Adrienne said.
"Why haven't you told your husband yet?" Brittany asked.
"It's really complicated, Tre and me talked it out already," I replied.
"Well, I'm very happy for you two. This is a very strong love," Adrienne said sweetly.
"I know," I replied.
We all got a bit tipsy and Billie called ma and Tre a cab, we took it home and when we got home and into the bedroom, we were all over each other. It was fabulous.
*January 2nd 2008*
Today I was leaving Tre, I didn't want to but I had to. I packed up my things and I went back home. Everyone was home, the kids were happy to have me back and that night after the kids went to bed Randy and me had a talk in bed.
"Listen I'm sorry for what I said. I shouldn't have said it. I love you Lyddy and I was thinking. Maybe you and me should go on a trip somewhere. Rekindle our love," Randy said.
"Yeah, sure. How long would you like to go for? ' I asked.
"How about next weekend? The kids could stay at your sisters or something," Randy replied.
"Okay, that sounds great," I said and then we made love.
Dissolves back to the current Lyddy you know and love.
"Yeah, so that was nice and lovely. So Randy and me took the trip and we so much sex I almost threw up. I told Tre and he said that he'd miss me and shit. I felt like a dick, I really did, having two loves. I knew I needed to tell Randy, but what was I to do? I guess you'll just have to read more to find out," Lyddy says and smiles.
