Not mine. Thank you Rainbow for catching my mistakes.

Warnings: Some Smut

Starting over After Failure

Chapter 37

Christy and Steph went early to Shorty's to hang a welcome home banner along with streamers. "What do you have planned for Manny tonight?" Christy asked as they worked.

"I am going to wear his ass out. The shower massager broke the other day and I don't have my 'lady workhorse' any longer," Steph admitted. "What about you?"

"I have fond memories of this place and the corner booth. Personally, I wouldn't mind a repeat. At least this time Lula won't interrupt us."

"You... you fucked him here? When I returned... that is what you and Ranger were doing in the corner?"

"Uh, yeah. It was a turn on. Nobody said anything except Les and he offered to take over."

Stephanie rolled her eyes, "Well that doesn't surprise me. Les is always ready to volunteer for things like that, it is his kind of mission. Weren't you afraid of getting caught?"

"Yeah, I was. He, however, was not and said nobody would judge us or say the first word. I guess because of who he is."

"Okay, this is so out of the norm for me, tell me a few of the details. I know he wouldn't do anything to embarrass you, so how did you manage to keep it 'private'."

"We moved very slowly. You remember I was straddling his lap, he slid my shorts over, plus I was commando and you can figure out the rest. Basketball shorts worked really well for him, easy to slide down. You should try it with Manny."

"I can't do that. My mother would have a heart attack not to mention drowning in Jack Daniels. It does sound hot though."

"If you want to bad enough you can. Your mother isn't going to be here and considering what I have heard about her, the guys aren't going to exactly be running to her to spill the beans. Just get your own corner and condoms."

"I don't need condoms. I'm taking a shot for birth control."

"Less mess."

Both women let the current conversation drop and finished decorating the restaurant. It was twenty minutes until the first guests were expected to arrive before they finished. They wanted the lights lowered in the room so they placed candles around the room on the tables and moved a bunch of tables to create a dance floor. For music they had set up their own sound system and had a bunch of different songs lined up. They had spent several hours sorting through the music they wanted to hear, everything from slow songs to pumping beats were ready to go.

The first person through the door was Ella, she brought a sheet cake for them to have if anybody wanted it. Stephanie volunteered to take it off of her hands.

"Ella are you and Luis staying?" Steph asked.

"No Luis isn't feeling well, his allergies have gotten the best of him. Carlos knows, I told him earlier."

Both ladies told Ella they hoped Luis was better soon. Ella gave both women a hug before she left.

The next person to show up was Scarlet. "I'm not here as a reporter, just as Bones' girlfriend."

Over the course of the next few minutes many of the guys started filtering in, pitchers of beer, soda and tea were lined up on a few of the tables that had been shoved against the wall along with the cake and snacks. They had decided that a buffet would be the best way to handle everybody.

Christy had put her purse at the same corner table she and Carlos had shared all those months ago so nobody would sit there. She noticed Stephanie had done the same thing in the opposite corner.

"Feeling brave?" she asked.

"Maybe. Manny loves surprises."

"Have you seen Manny since he has been home?"

"Nope, it is not uncommon for the guys to stay away a few days upon returning. They have to decompress some. It is very common for Ranger."

"Les told me Carlos was safe to be around now. I can't wait to see him."

A few minutes later in walked the objects of their affections. Manny, Carlos and Les came in the door. Christy ran to Carlos and jumped in his arms. She noticed he was a little thinner and might have lost some muscle mass, but overall he looked edible. He held her as she peppered his face with kisses. The smile on his face told the story, he was glad to be home. Not letting her out of his arms, he walked them to the booth in the back corner where her purse was laying.

"I have been dreaming of this for days. I've missed you so much," he told her while fondling her breasts.

"Please let me hold you for a few minutes," Christy replied as she repositioned her arms around him.

He gave in and wrapped his arms around her pulling her closer if possible. Her scent filled his nostrils making him more content. "I want to fuck you so bad right now."

She wiggled in his lap feeling his rock hard cock straining against the thin layers of cloth separating the two. A sharp intake of air drew her attention to the fact she was playing with fire.

Carlos' POV

Feeling Christy in my arms made the last few months worthwhile. I was going to have a few days alone with her at the house. Les had agreed to stay at Rangeman on seven so we could have the time.

The party she and Steph had organized was great. We have never had a welcome home like it. I mean we, the core team, have gone out for a celebratory lunch but never an all out party. It meant a lot that her crew from the shop came out in support.

I had read online a few of the articles that were published about incidents around the shop. The raffle for the car was ingenious. I was glad Tank had taken the initiative to contribute the extra hundred 'k' towards the PD. Anytime Rangeman could be in the spotlight for something positive it was a good thing.

The music changed to a song that Christy and I had often danced to at home, Melissa Etheridge's 'I'm The Only One'. As we danced, I listened to the words of the song again. I knew I'd walk across the fire for Christy and I had plenty of demons to hide from too.

Watching Christy's face I knew Les and I were lucky SOB's. When the song ended we went back to our corner of the room. Once situated, I looked around the dimly lit room and noticed a couple over in the other corner. I surmised they were doing what Christy and I had planned on later.

I pointed to Manny and Steph in the other corner so Christy would see before nibbling on her ear, "Watching them, does it make you hot?"

An evil grin breached her lips, "We talked earlier. She wanted to surprise him when she learned you and I had done that before you left."

I was ready to don a condom and have a round here with my wife when Les interrupted. "Take our woman home. Tank and I are going to clean up then go to Rangeman."

Not being one to argue, I scooped my woman up and headed to the door. Getting home became the number one priority.

Steph's POV

The little denim skirt I had worn this evening barely covered my ass, but I knew it was one of Manny's favorites. Before he showed up this evening, I called him and asked him to wear basketball shorts. After much questioning, he finally agreed.

I slipped in the men's room before anyone arrived and bought two condoms after I decided Christy's suggestion was valid. We didn't need a mess. The thong I had on was history as I dwelt on what I was about to do in a very public place. Hopefully we could get away with it like Ranger and Christy had.

God if my mother ever found out, I'd never get pineapple upside down cake again. The thought of that almost made me chicken out... almost.

After Manny and I had danced and eaten some pizza we migrated to our own little corner that had very little light. A genius plan on my part. "Would you like to explain to me why I'm wearing basketball shorts instead of jeans?"

Instead of using words, I let actions speak louder. I moved his hand to the folds between my legs. "Oh, you are commando." My hand slipped inside his shorts to grasp his rapidly growing cock, while the other hand held up a condom. "Are you sure about this?" he asked.

I never replied as I tore the condom wrapper open with my teeth. "Oh, hell yeah," came from the man who was about to have a wet and willing pussy wrapped around his rock hard cock.

I moaned at the loss of his hand as he slipped his fingers out of me to roll on the condom. The juices that remained on his fingers he used to coat the rubber once it was in place before sliding into my body.

As he filled me a had a small orgasm. I had missed feeling him inside me stretching me with that cock. "What made you decide to do this?"

"Remember when we first got back from California, we met the gang here?" Manny nodded yes. "Ranger and Christy were over in their corner doing this. I wanted to be brave and surprise you."

"You did well. If you want spend more time with her and learn as much as possible or get new ideas, I'm all for it. Anytime you feel and orgasm coming, kiss me and scream in my mouth if you need to."

Hum... maybe he had a great idea. Christy wasn't afraid of much. We slowly rocked our bodies together with him doing most of the movement. The slow thrust from him under me, kept me on the edge but never sent me over. I felt him starting to tense before his release. "Christy is so right on this."

The smile on his face told me he agreed. We wrapped the used condom in a napkin before I slipped off his lap. What impressed me the most, nobody paid attention to us except Ranger and Christy before they left. Someone else had to have noticed.

When I returned to the table, Manny asked, "Are you okay with what we did?"

I told him of my observations. "Sweetheart, nobody is going to say a word to us tonight. There may be a party going on here, but they know we are having our own private welcome home party. Get back in my lap."

With zero objections, I straddled his lap again and slid down over his rock hard cock. This time was just as pleasurable. The slow thrust, gentle caresses and kisses from Manny proved how much he was enjoying this little encounter.

A text on Manny's phone from Les interrupted us. 'Go home, Tank & I will do clean up. We don't want 2 c either 1 o days. Both of u OFFLINE.' After three hard thrusts Manny unloaded again.

"Let's do as we were ordered by the core team and go home," Manny instructed.

Hey, who was I to argue. I was going to have three days of getting laid and orgasms. I just needed to remember to get cake. Ella's cakes were better than my mom's, with no guilt attached to them.

Christy's POV

Carlos carried me in the door when we arrived home. I asked him to give me five minutes in the bedroom alone before he came in. He had a questioning look when he set me down. "Trust me it will be worth it," I told him.

I slipped in the bedroom and got my new teddy before going to the bathroom to complete my nightly rituals. The door to the bedroom creaked, I knew then he had entered the room. "Your five minutes are up." I heard him joke.

"Dim the lights and sit on the bed."

It took me a couple more minutes to finish in the bath before coming back to the bedroom. As I went to exit the bathroom, I slid one bare leg out the opening in the door then ran my hand up that leg before stepping on out.

The smile he was sporting was a very welcome sight. He made a motion for me to spin around. I did, slowly, allowing him to drink in the vision of his wife. Little did I realize as I was slowly turning he was climbing off the bed and making his way to me.

It was his touch that alerted me to his presence. His rough hands made their way down my arms and back up before moving onto my torso. He massaged my breasts with both hands before abandoning one to move on down onto my stomach. "How did you know I would love this teddy?"

"Les picked it out. We agreed that you would love it."

"For a dumb-ass he can make good choices at times. Now let's see if I can carefully remove it so we can have it for later."

He took his time removing the barely there lingerie, moving like he was savoring the task at hand. We had all night and I would let him move at whatever pace he chose. It took him longer to take it off of me than it took me to put it on, with the addition of him kissing and caressing me. I think his plan had become to make me crazy with need, if it was, the plan was working.

Standing stock still, he waited while I undressed him. I kissed a few new scars and savored his body. Yeah, he had lost some weight, probably a good thirty pounds if I had to guess.

"I need you Carlos."

"What do you need from me querida?"

"I need you to make love to me."

He gently laid me on the bed before positioning himself over me. The intensity in his eyes showed me how much he loved and wanted me. There was no resistance left in my body when he started sliding into my slick, waiting folds. While we may have played around at Shorty's, this was what we were wanting. Our joining was sensual, certainly two lovers being reacquainted, enjoying the intimate bond that can only be done by two people in love.

Slow and pleasurable were the words for the night. Most of our 'joinings' were slow and extremely pleasurable for both of us. Don't get me wrong we had a couple round that were animalistic couplings. During those rounds we only enjoyed... well all of it. They were rough and resulted in both of us being tired and needing a nap afterwards.

We woke the following morning with Carlos' wood in my back and his right arm thrown over my body. Naturally his hand was cupping my breast. I stayed quiet and hoped he would go back to sleep, no way was I ready to get up. "I know you are not asleep querida."

"Yes I am. I'm not ready to get up. Go back to sleep." The fact I could make a coherent sentence was impressive after last night, never mind three sentences.

I heard chuckling, but he nestled back in to me and cupped the other breast. We woke a couple hours later when Ella brought some food for us to have today.

I slipped a robe on to go meet her. "Hello Ella."

"Good afternoon dear. I thought after last night you might like some help with food."

"Thank you. Ella you are a godsend."

"Sweetie, take care of my 'son'. I need to make a delivery to Stephanie and Manny. For some reason I suspect they are a lot like you and Carlos today." She ran a hand down my cheek and gently smiled at me before leaving.

"Ella before you go. Is there food at the beach house?"

"It is all stocked and ready for you to go."

I had a plan. Wanting to spend time with both of my men was high on my list. Since the beach house is where it all began, it was where I wanted it to continue, plus it would give Carlos a chance to drive his 'new' car.

I called for Carlos to come to the kitchen as I finished making his plate of food. As we ate he asked what I wanted to do the rest of the day.

"I thought we would spend the day here and relax. Then tomorrow, we could take the Porsche and go to the beach house. It will give you a chance to drive it."

"Sounds like a plan."

"Maybe the day after we could have Les come join us.?"

A wicked grin crossed his lips, "Am I not wearing you out?"

"Oh, you are, but I have yet to experience both of my husbands. I'd like to see what I'm missing," for good measure I added an eyebrow waggle when I finished speaking.

After lunch we cuddled on the couch and watched a movie. Okay, he sat there and I snuggled into him. Les, I have learned was my cuddler, he would wrap his body around mine and be as close as possible, whereas Carlos was my snuggler, I could wiggle against him and he would put his arm around me or I would wrap my arms around his and rest my head on the same arm.

I had a few clothes I needed to pack, there was going to be some 'role play' going on at the beach. A couple fantasies that were going to be fulfilled.

The next morning, Carlos got to see his car restored. He was stunned that I hadn't painted it black but instead gone with chameleon. "Why did you go with this color?"

"I have always wanted to paint this color. It is quiet difficult, but gorgeous if done correctly. The color changes from black to purple, then onto green and finally blue, it all depends on the sun and the angle in which you look at it. Please tell me you like it."

"I do. I try to keep a low profile and this color isn't going to help me do that."

"The car itself won't do that any longer. Let's drive it."

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Carlos took a few more minutes looking the car over and watching the colors change. He knew she had spent a fortune on the paint since a pint can cost close to six hundred dollars and he guessed the car took at least three pints. Not to mention what the body shop would typically charge if it wasn't his car. It was sexy and the way the colors changed, it looked like the car was moving even though it wasn't. He decided he liked it.

When he sat down in the drivers seat he took in the other changes to the interior of the car, like the five point harness, the switch for the nitro, and the now black leather seats. All of that he liked. She took a few minutes to tell him some of the changes to the car internally and externally, such as brakes and more horsepower.

"Let's see what it can do," he said.

Bumping the switch, the engine came alive. A huge smile crossed his lips. Carlos was in love with his car.

After ten miles, he knew this car was now an even bigger beast than before. The power it now possessed was amazing. He knew this was not going to be his daily driver any longer and surprisingly, he didn't mind. Christy had built this car with him in mind, it made him love her and the car even more.