Zach’s Perspective
What a fucking week it had been. Freddy had tested our boundaries over the weekend, but it seemed short-lived (let’s hope so), Izzy was loving the fact that Freddy screwed up and was constantly reminding us of what a good girl she was, and Ali… well he was just his own sweet self. On top of that, Seth was crazed at work with new villagers moving in, and old villagers moving on. I was busy at work, and my dad had recruited to help him with Karen’s case.
It was midweek and I was sitting in a North Carolina courtroom watching my dad present Karen’s case. He was poking holes in her previous case and going for a mistrial on her armed robbery charges, I couldn’t help but admire the man. It was clear he done his research as he walked the judge through her previous trial discrediting evidence presented, and introducing new evidence. It was impressive, my dad was really a great lawyer and fun to watch… I had only seen him in action a few times in my life. But I must admit, he was putting on a hell of a show. Well, the bottom line is that it took him a couple of hours, but he got the judge to declare a mistrial and was able to get a retrial scheduled. Karen was sitting next to my father, she let out this incredible sigh of relief, and tears of joy and disbelief ran down her pale cheeks.
My dad was dedicated to helping her get her freedom again. After her court appearance, Dad took me and Karen into a side room to talk before the staff took her back to the detention center. “Listen, Karen. We’re at a point where I hate to get your hopes up, but at the same time we need to prepare for your possible release” Dad said. “In less than two months we come back to this courtroom and you could very well leave here a free woman.” Karen let out an involuntary whimper of joy and relief, “But it’s not a guarantee… you could end up back in the same cell or a few months, or maybe several years. So, here’s where we have to get your hopes up a little; what if you get released? What if the next time we’re here they let you walk out that door a free woman? Then what? Where do you go? How do you start again? You need to think positive and make a plan in case we win. My dad was dedicated to seeing her free, It meant a lot of (free) work on his part, but he wanted to do this… for his two grandchildren. He felt he had a great case and was excited to take it to trial. Karen really had no clue where to start. She had a couple of friends on the outside, but for the most part they had abandoned her and she was all alone in the world. The three of us talked, the more we talked the more freaked out she got.
“Listen, Karen. Seth and I will help you find a temporary place to live and try to set up some job interviews for you” I said. We talked about what her first couple of weeks might look like. She was excited and scared shitless at the same time. She had thought a lot about what she would do when she got out, but, with no clue how she would make a living, or where she would live her vision for the future was basically nonexistent. Seth and I had talked a lot about how we could help and how we would handle it with the kids, he had already started hitting his network up looking for job opportunities for her. We even talked about her staying with us for a while, but decided it would be a bad idea, it would confuse the kids and cause some emotional issues after she left. It took a lot of time and work for us to get the kids to accept our unique situation and we didn’t want to jeopardize our family. Brody and Max offered up their guesthouse temporarily once Craig moved out, and Jason and Abby (Karen’s old landlords) thought they might have something more permanent available for her… depending on the timing. Ray Ray said he needed help at the dry cleaning plant, and Marilee was open to talking to her about working at the coffee shop. Max always needed help, but that felt too… I dunno, close or incestuous maybe. We wanted Karen to be in the kids’ lives, but we had to strike a balance with keeping her at a distance too… she needed her own life. The bottom line is that she had a network on the outside that was looking out for her whether she knew it or not. Before they came to take her back, we talked about the kids, I told her about Freddy’s adventure and Izzy bucking for “Child Of The Year” she just laughed and shook her head. “Them kids are lucky to have y’all” she said before we parted ways. I just hoped she kept that in mind once she was free again. It was definitely going to be an adjustment.
I hung out at the courthouse for a while to go through the case some more with my dad, I also had a couple of things to take care of for clients while I was there. Before I left Dad told me that my mom wanted to “trade places” for the night. She would come to our place, make dinner for the kids and spend the night. Seth and I could have a date night and stay at their place. “It’s a school night. What brought this on?” I asked.
“Ali” dad said. “He’s grown so much since Christmas and your mother wants to spend time with the kids and make some memories while they’re still little.” As much as I thought it was kind of dramatic (it had hadn’t even been two months since they last saw the kids), I knew there wasn’t much sense in fighting with my mother.
“I’ll call Seth on the way back to the office and get back to you” I promised before saying goodbye.
I was driving back to the office and called Seth, “Hey what’s up Daddy Sach? How did it go in court?” He asked in a cheerful voice.
“Pretty good” I said. “Dad got a mistrial declared and a court date set for late next month. He thinks there’s a great chance she will be released. So, we got some thinking to do about that.”
“It’ll change our world, but it’s a good thing” Seth said, then he asked, “Right?” It was the question we’d been asking ourselves for several months. We wanted Karen to have her freedom, but we also loved our family dynamic and didn’t want her screwing it up.
“Let’s look at it as a great thing but proceed with caution.” I responded. “Oh, and Mom wants to make the kids dinner, stay overnight and give us a night out… including staying at their place.”
Seth laughed, “I saw that coming. Grandma was away almost two WHOLE months.” As much as my mother’s over the top grandsmothering drove us crazy, we considered ourselves damn lucky that she (and all our family and friends) accepted our family as we were and loved us all unconditionally. “So, that means you and I get a night away in the middle of the week?”
“Yup. Looks like it.”
“So, does that mean you’re taking me out for dinner somewhere that doesn’t have fucking chicken nuggets on the menu?”
“Yup”
“Somewhere with real food, like steak instead of macaroni with cut-up hotdogs?”
“Anywhere you want. What about that new place downtown on the water?” I suggested.
“I’m in” Seth replied. “I’ll call your mom to work out the details.”
“Sounds good, I’ll call and make reservations. I’m gonna sneak out of work early tonight. I’ll see you at the castle” I said before hanging up. Seth usually got home earlier because he ran carpool… but it was like he was constantly on the phone with work until the kids went down… that guy rarely got real down time. I hung up and called my dad to let him know Seth would work out the details with Mom. I made a quick appearance at the office, returned a couple of calls and emails, then headed home.
When I pulled up the drive, the place was DEAD! No cars other than the pickup, no kids, even Petunia was in the house silently looking out the window. I couldn’t remember a time in recent memory when I was alone in the house. When I opened the door Petunia went insane with her paws planted on my chest as she licked every inch of my face. She followed me up to our room where I changed out of my ‘lawyerin’ costume’ (as Brody called it) and into a pair of khakis and a polo, then packed an overnight bag for the two of us. Oh my god, it was SO EASY! No diapers, no snacks, no sippy cups… just a couple of outfits for work the next day. I had finished packing by the time the Atlas pulled up the drive and Petunia ran out to meet the family with me following behind. To my surprise, Seth got out of the passenger seat and my mom got out of the driver’s seat.
I hugged Seth as I greeted my mom, “Hey, what are you doing here?”
“I asked Seth to pick me up so I could drive the carpool” she responded as she opened the back door to get Ali out of his seat. Seth left our hug to free Izzy, and Freddy had already unbuckled himself, crawled his way out of the SUV and was running around the yard with Petunia. “I’m going to take the kids to school tomorrow and wanted to know the routine” then she started to push us out of her proverbial way. “I’ve got groceries in the back, you boys bring them in, then you can get going.” Yup, Grandma Kelly was in the house.
After we unloaded the groceries, Seth ran upstairs and changed out of his work clothes. He came back down with the overnight bag I had backed, in one hand and a couple of hangers with our work clothes on them in the other. By the time he came down, Mom had dinner on the stove and was playing with the kids. We said goodbye to the kids but no one heard us, they were already lost deep in Grandma-land. Yeah, our kids loved us, but we weren’t shit compared to grandma and grandpa. We kissed the kids goodbye and were walking out the door just as my dad walked in. “You guys enjoy your break” dad said as he turned and walked us to the door. “Help yourself to anything in the fridge, and the bar is stocked” he added. He wasn’t fooling anybody; he wanted those kids to himself as badly as Mom did. Izzy dropped whatever she was doing and ran over to him screaming “Gwampa’s heo!” Yeah, Grandma and Grandpa were in the house and we were officially shit… time to exit to our date night.
Seth and I whirred off in the GTI, “Okay, here are the rules” Seth said. “No work talk and no kid talk… that includes Karen’s case, and Ali’s adoption. Deal?”
“Deal!” I said as I drove down the drive. “How about car talk, is that allowed?” I asked.
“Yup”
“Good. I want to start looking for a new car, I’ve had this thing since I was sixteen years old and I need something more… well, client friendly” I said.
“You mean grown up, something that doesn’t whirr and make you think a twink is behind the wheel?” Seth said without missing a beat.
I laughed, “how long you been holding onto that one?” I asked.
He just laughed again, “A couple of years. As much as I don’t want a car payment, I agree, it’s time. What are you thinking?” He asked.
“I dunno, you have the SUV, so maybe a four door sedan… like a Camry or an Accord, or a Jetta” I responded and we talked about cars the entire way to the restaurant. I decided to give Taylor a call in the morning and have him start looking. He was the king of finding cars that were barely used at great discounts. I parked the GTI on the street in front of the restaurant and jumped out to open Seth’s door, then we made our way to the new restaurant in the old building on the water. The place was kind of romantic and smelled amazing. The hostess led us to a private table overlooking the water… it was a little too “crisp” out to sit outside. We ordered cocktails and apps, then just talked. About nothing… damn, we never talked about nothing! It always seemed like there was a family issue, or work issue, or house issue we had to discuss, but that night it was more like it was back in college when we were just boyfriends. I loved talking to Seth. The waiter came and took our order, he turned to walk away and there stood Craig and Colton. “What are you guys doing here?” I asked.
“We’re celebrating the fact that we cut a deal with Harris and Terrance to rent their house at the end of the school year… we want to eventually buy it” Craig said.
“Oh my god! That’s incredible!” Seth said beaming with pride. HE did that. HE took those two homeless guys and gave them hope, now they were starting a life together. We pulled another small table up against ours and they joined us. They were villagers so it was borderline work talk, but they were adults now, and about to be neighbors so we made an exception. Seth ordered a bottle of champaign and toasted the couple (technically Colton was a few months away from 21, but they were walking home, so what the hell). “To our new neighbors!” Seth said, damn, the pride on his face was… well it was everything. Seth worked hard for everybody and this was his reward.
“So, they made it affordable?” I asked.
“Pretty much” Craig said hesitantly. “It’ll be tight, but we’re talking about taking in a roommate or two if we can find the right people. The place has four bedrooms.”
“We just need two, one for us and one to keep open for Ella when she comes home from college” Colton said. “Plus, we have a couple of months to put more money away. They’re not moving until the end of the school year.”
“But Colton’s gonna need a newer car living that far out, that old Corolla has seen better days” Craig said. Seth mentioned I might be selling mine; they were interested. We ate a great dinner and talked to the two villagers like they were neighbors… friends even. Those two homeless teens had grown up and the dynamic had shifted. It was a surprisingly great night.
We picked up the check, said goodnight, and headed off to Mom and Dad’s Villa. Seth couldn’t stop talking about how great it was to watch the villagers come into their own. He was so proud; he had every right to be. When we got to the villa we went to the spare room and dropped our clothes. Dear lord, Mom had towels folded neatly on the dresser, a couple of bottles of water on the nightstand, she even put mints on the pillow… it was like the damn Marriot. We were both laughing at my mom’s hospitality. We changed into our sleeping sweats, then went to the little bar in the living room and poured cocktails. I turned on the gas fireplace and Seth put on some tunes… we just sat there by the light of the fire, having a cocktail, and cuddling on the loveseat. It was so quiet and peaceful, like a mini vacation.
Seth had his head on my shoulder, I kissed the top of his head, set down my drink, then turned and kissed his perfect lips. He didn’t need an engraved invitation and started kissing me back with a passion that could only flow between the two of us. We just fit, ya know? Seth is the one who took it to the next level pulling the sweatshirt over my head, then pulling his own off. We kept kissing as he busied his hands inside my sweatpants fondling my floppiness into complete and utter hardness. He pulled from the kiss and went to work on my nipples… he knew how to get me going. I growled as I shoved my tongue deeper into his ear, that got him. He moaned into my chest loving my warm, moist tongue probing his ear canal. His teeth bit down on my sensitive nipples making me yelp in pleasure. Seth worked his way down my blonde treasure trail to the pot of gold. He stretch the elastic of my sweats and pulled them to my knees sucking my heavy balls into his warm mouth. It all felt so fucking amazing! His cheek rested on my thigh as he looked up at me, grinning and licking; I smiled down at his handsome face with his lips wrapped around my manhood. He deep throated me long enough to slicken my staff then went back to work on my balls as he stroked my cock. I was so fucking close… I mean like pushing his mouth against my balls and begging, “Keep fucking going, Seth. I’m almost there. Fuck. Yeah. Right there. Keep going I’m gonna blow” when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
“Who the hell is that?” Seth asked as he stopped his perfectly pleasureful stroking and my swimmers turned and went the other direction.
“I dunno, you get it” I said as I pulled up my pants, pulled on my sweatshirt and hoped it covered the wet spot.
Seth put on his sweatshirt and headed toward the front door and looked through the peephole, “It’s my flipping brother and your sister” he announced annoyed that they interrupted us. He opened the door a crack and asked, “what are you guys doing here?” I noticed he was blocking the door with his body and wasn’t exactly inviting them in. I laughed inside.
“Mom told us you guys were here” Riley said as she pushed her way in.
“Why is it so dark in here?” Eli asked obliviously as he made his way to the bar and poured himself a drink.
“We were enjoying the quiet” Seth said to his brother, then he shook his glass jingling the ice and hinting to Eli for a refill. “Seven and seven, bartender” Eli took his glass and made him a cocktail. Riley and Eli stuck around for a while and talked, no matter how much we tried to get rid of them or hinted that we were tired, they hung out until FINALLY, I kicked them out around 11PM and they headed a few villas down to their place. Within minutes we were naked again and Seth had my balls back in his mouth where they belonged. It took a few minutes for me to get hard again, but I appreciated the hell out of Seth’s efforts to get me there. That man knew how to work my tool, and he kept looking up at me which just made me harder. I was on the loveseat and Seth was on the floor on his knees. He took me out of his mouth long enough to command, “Come down here and lay on the floor.” I did.
We both stripped naked again, the next thing I knew Seth was sitting on my face, hell, if I had a mustache he would have been riding it like a wild palomino. I sunk my tongue as deep as I could while he moved his ass back and forth on my face and braced himself by planting his hands firmly on my chest. He was moaning in pleasure, just enjoying the moment, then without notice he flipped around, started kissing my lips (undoubtedly tasting his own musk) and then he sat on my hard cock. He held it firm as he lowered his body onto it, taking me deep inside until he was sitting on my pelvis. He gyrated back and forth, then side to side, then in a circular motion. Slowly at first, then faster. His moans got louder with each gyration. He was riding me so hard that my hard joint made a little pop noise… kind of like a knuckle cracking. We both just giggled a little and kept going, then Seth started bouncing on me. “Fuck yes, Zach” he said as he took a hand off my chest and started stroking himself. “FUCK YES” he literally screamed (thank god there were no kids in the house, but I wouldn’t doubt If Eli and Riley heard us from a few villas away).
Seth squeezed himself around mw, his sphincter gripping my cock like a vise while it pistoned in and out of him… oh my freaking god it was so hot! He was so tight, and so into it that I couldn’t help but get excited, and before long I was at the point of climax. But before I could groan out a warning something warm hit my cheek and lips… Seth had exploded all over me. His sphincter tightened even more at the point of his release (DAMN! He was so tight that he was choking my chicken). That’s all it took to pull it out of me and I shot my load straight up his perfect ass. Seth kept bouncing, I kept pushing my hips up and my cum became our lube. I stayed hard for several minutes and he just kept going until finally, Seth collapsed on top of me in a sweaty, cum-covered mess. We kissed for a while, then pulled our sweats back on, the soft material soaked up the remnants of our lovemaking. We fell asleep on the floor in front of the fireplace, we never even made it to the resort-like bed.
The next morning our phone alarms went off. Seth greeted me with a morning-breath kiss. We lumbered into the kitchen and put a pod in the Keurig, then another. We took our coffee out on the chilly patio just enjoying the brisk air and the child-free atmosphere. “I wonder how insane our angels are driving your mother” Seth asked with a chuckle.
“I’m sure she’s getting her grandbaby-fix” I said before taking a sip of the hot morning nectar in my cold hands. After that we took a leisurely shower together, soaping each other’s bodies… I ended up on my knees with the water pounding on my head as I sucked another load out of Seth. We dressed, ate the mints off the pillows and mussed up the bed a tiny bit so Mom didn’t ask questions.
After that I drove Seth into work, on the way in Mom called looking for the pink pants Izzy HAD to wear to daycare, Freddy wanted to take one of my soccer trophies to show and tell, and Ali just wanted to say hi. When we got to The Village, I kissed Seth goodbye, then drove into the office.
We loved our kids. We missed our kids. But damn, it was nice to get a night off.
To be continued…
