Chapter 30

Their reunion had been glorious. The multiple orgasms had done her in however. Olivia had promptly nestled herself in arms of Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III and gone to sleep. She hadn't slept so peacefully in months. Her heart had been put back together after being shattered over six months ago. She had slept for almost two hours before she stirred and started reaching out for him. "Fitz, Fitz!"

As for Fitzgerald Grant he had slept a little. Technically he had a nap. He had only closed his eyes because he knew that she would be there when he awakened. His thirst for her had been momentarily sated. He had gloried in that final moment and he had missed her so much. But there were no words or acts of sexuality that could express the joy in his heart. He had Olivia back and the reality of it had him on a cloud that he would never get off if he could. He had gotten up to use the bathroom and he was getting back into the bed when she called his name and he felt her reaching for him.

"I'm here Livvie. I would never leave you. Are you alright? I held back nothing from you tonight. I would never purposely hurt you but I know at the end I nearly lost my mind. You felt so good Olivia. I thought I might never stop coming inside you. How I have missed you and I love you so much. You can't know what tonight means to me. Come here and talk to me. We have all night you know to love each other and to give each other pleasure. What have you missed most about us Olivia? What has entered your dreams night after night and made you wet with need? Tell me what you want, tell me what you need and let me give it to you. Tell me Livvie!"

Olivia had awakened in pure panic mode. Apparently Fitz had turned out the lights and they were now in darkness and shadows. She remembered a final mindboggling orgasm with Fitz behind her stroking deeply within her eliciting all sorts of primal and deep emotional feelings she hadn't even known she could feel. Once her mind came out of that haze she had reached for him and he wasn't there. So many nights in her dreams she had reached for him and there was nothing. Her eyes would fill with tears and she would either cry herself back to sleep or if it were time she would get up and start her day. It had been a terrible time for her after she left him. She had thought she was doing the right thing. But it wasn't.

She wasn't dreaming tonight though he had come to her and they had shared something remarkable. Her body was still humming from some of the most wonderful lovemaking she had ever known. She reached out and meshed her hand with his and placed a kiss on his hand as he pulled her close with the other one. He was whispering in her ear letting her know that he was there and reminding her of what they had shared apparently hours ago. Their night wasn't over he was saying. What else did she want? What had been in her dreams? She was his and he was hers. They had hours to give and take pleasure, what did she want? He would give it to her.

"Turn on the lights Fitz I want to talk some more if you don't mind."

The light came on and they were face to face. "Of course I don't mind. What's wrong Olivia? What do you want to talk about?"

"Nothing is wrong Fitz in fact everything is right with the world right now. This is idyllic for me. It's more than I have ever dreamed. To be back in your arms again you can't imagine what it means to me."

"Oh but I can Olivia. I have dreamed of nothing but having you back in my arms and in my life again for months. Actually I would have accepted you back in any capacity I was so desperate but this is more than I ever imagined. I am profoundly happy and grateful. What did you want to talk about?"

"I have already said how sorry I am for leaving you and for the part I played in the Ballesston fiasco. You and I we have made promises to keep these things from happening again so I am so hopeful for us. I believe so much in us. We are going to be stronger because of our mistakes I am sure of it. I know you are going to take steps to end your marriage and I want you to. You need to be free for us to be all we can be. However I want you to be cautious Fitz. I don't want you impeached. I know you have considered stepping down, resigning. I can't tell you what do because in the end it is your call. I know how much you love me Fitz I do. What I am asking is that you don't let me be your only reason for doing anything rash or precipitous. I promise you I am going nowhere, I intend to wait for you."

"Olivia I have known my marriage was over long before I even met you. You called it yourself when you observed us and you didn't even know us. I need to be free not only because I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you; it is the right thing to do Olivia. My children need to have a stabilizing force in their lives and a broken home or a broken marriage won't produce that. They deserve better than what I have given them. I participated in their creation knowing I didn't love their mother Olivia. It was the wrong thing to have done. And for a portion of their lives my regrets for my actions were pinned on my children. I am ashamed as I sit here admitting that to you. I neglected those children simply because Mellie bore them. I have to make amends for that. You know how much I love them right now regardless of how and why they are in this world. I intend to make a home for them, a real home. I accomplish that by a divorce from Mellie and then I reinforce my commitment to them by providing a mother figure to love and cherish them as I do. That is where you come in Olivia. You are part of this but you aren't the only reason. You and I are going to have a future and that future includes marriage and other children. I know it is what I want. I hope you haven't lost sight of that dream."

"Of course I haven't Fitz. What you describe is our dream. I just don't want you to lose something you worked so hard to achieve. The Presidency Fitz it is the ultimate in power. You unofficially lead the world. I have seen you do it and you are good at it. I'm not sure how I will feel if you lose it all because of me."

"It won't be because of you Olivia it will be in spite of you. I will never blame you for anything I keep telling you that. My love for you transcends everything including blame. I won't let you play a martyr in this. You aren't an innocent bystander but I am a grown man that makes my own mistakes and I own them. No one is responsible for my marriage actually occurring but me and in the end apparently no one can effectively end it but me. And believe me it will be ended and that will occur sooner rather than later. All you have to do is wait for me Olivia. All you have to do is wait for me to be free. Will you do that for me Olivia? Will you allow me to get my house in order? I hope you will because once it is in order I intend to come for you and place you smack damn in the middle of it!

"Smack damn?" What is that Fitz? Olivia was smiling at him holding his precious face in her hands. She loved him so much. In the recesses of her mind she was afraid that if in fact he did eventually have to give up the Presidency he would come to blame her for it. She couldn't bear his scorn she couldn't. She continued to smile though because right now she was so happy. He was professing his love for her, he wanted to marry her, and have babies with her. That was everything wasn't it? She certainly hoped so because she was diving in and she was coming out on the other side "smack damn" in his arms. She loved him and he loved her back.

"It is something my grandfather used to say when he was really serious about something. I am serious Olivia we are going to move forward from this point. I hope you are with me."

"Rest assured I am with you Mr. President, you won't find a more serious and willing participant in your endeavor. I love you Fitz. I will wait for you as long as it takes. I want to be your wife and mother to your children. To be sure I want whatever you want." She was putting those little kisses that he loved all over his face.

"Oh Ms Pope I am so glad you have seen the light. We have wasted so much time when we could have been together loving each other and planning our future. We are back on track and I am grateful. Do you have anything else you want to discuss any more concerns? Or can we get back to where we left off?"

"Oh I have seen the light Mr. President there is no doubt about it. I don't believe any more discussion is needed as you have answered my concerns."

"Good. Now then, I say again what have you missed the most Livvie? What have you dreamed about me and what I do to you that makes you squirm in your seat and makes you all wet? What makes you lick those beautiful lips of yours like you want something good to eat? Tell me Olivia what do you want right now?"

"I have missed it all. I love you so much and I have missed you terribly. I want everything!"

Fitzgerald Grant turned them over and placed her beneath him. Forehead to forehead he looked into her eyes. It was his turn to hold her face in his hands. "I missed you more Olivia. And you do know how much I love you right?"

"I do." Then the President proceeded to show her how much. He gave her everything!

The President left Olivia for the White House at six twenty-three in the morning. The normal traffic route was starting to jam up but they made the drive in exactly twenty minutes. He went straight to the residence. He was done pretending and avoiding. He was going to face his demons and Mellie was one of them.

He went into the master suite and he was prepared for what he would find there. His wife would be waiting and things would inevitably become hostile and mean because that is what Mellie evoked from him hostility and meanness. He wasn't in the mood for it this morning. He was tempted to turn around and go straight to the Oval. He had showered at Olivia's. At least at some point they had done what normal people do in a shower. They had cleansed they bodies but not before he had taken her for the final time against the shower wall. It had been an amazing night and morning. It had been all he had dreamed over these last months and more. He closed his eyes on the memories and he entered the master suite.

Mellie had been lying there wondering when he would return. He had been gone all night. She knew where he had been even though the scent of Olivia Pope hadn't been strong she could still smell it as he walked in. That meant of course that he had showered at Olivia's place. The whore had undoubtedly let him fuck her all night. Olivia Pope was a sex fiend there was no doubt about it. That was how she was keeping him tied to her. The man constantly wanted to plant his pole into someone, it wasn't normal. He was a freak and so was his mistress. So now he had a sex slave so to speak and he was determined to keep her.

Mellie had thought about this all night. She was going to have to concede to this thing with Olivia Pope. She couldn't compete with it, whatever the woman was doing. He husband had been embroiled in this affair for four years now. This little interlude she had instigated didn't end it. In fact it made her situation worse. Fitz fancied himself in love with the woman when in fact all he that was going on was that he was "pussy whipped." She had heard the rumors that once a White man got a taste of the other side they were ruined for all time. She had no one to blame but herself. She let it happen thinking it was purely a biological exercise, a way for her husband to release his sexual tension. She had found out the hard way. Olivia Pope had flipped the scripted and sexually enslaved her husband and she couldn't break him from her.

Fitz had stripped down to his undies and had gone into his closet. He was deciding what he would wear today. He had two in house meetings and later this afternoon he would met with three Senators on the golf course to hear about a bill they planned to introduce. If it should past muster they wanted him to sign the piece of legislature. Well so far he hadn't been convinced so now they were paying the golf card. He smiled as he also pulled out some golf attire. Just as he was closing a drawer he heard her.

"Good morning Fitzgerald, I see you have returned home. How was your night out?"

So his wife thought to play games this morning. Well he would not play. He was not in the mood, plus he would no longer play the games at all. "How can I help you Mellie? Why are you invading my space this morning?"

"I don't invade your space Fitz I live here and I am your wife."

"Okay agreed, again how can I help you?"

"I just wanted you to know that for the sake of the children and the country of course I have chosen to be the bigger person in this Olivia Pope thing. I realized last night when you rushed out of here like a bull in heat that she is basically an addiction with you. You can't help yourself. Apparently you are one of those men that can't do without sex and Olivia is, well obviously she is oversexed herself so you two have gravitated to one another and you are each other's hallelujah heroin. Neither one of you are going to rehab so until you get her out of your system I have decided to look the other way. I will play the role of the good wife. That's what you want right, to be free to fuck her whenever you want and in the meantime I just flitter around here and be ornamental?"

"Actually no that isn't what I want. What I want is a divorce. It's the only thing I want from you. We should have never been married but it happened. The only good thing to come out of our marriage is our children. We both love them, at least somewhere in your bag of tricks I assume there is some love for the children you bore. At any rate even that is no longer the issue. I love them and maybe that is enough."

"Of course I love my children. What a terrible thing to say. I never forced you to marry me. You came to me with a marriage proposal."

"Yes I did. Following the rules I had followed all my life I did my father's bidding and I shouldn't have. I had declared my independence from him. However the habits of a lifetime are hard to break. Nonetheless right away I knew I had made a mistake. I should have put an end to this farce right from the start. I will admit to being young, foolish, and very ambitious. But is that an excuse for marrying someone you know you don't love and that doesn't love you?"

"You knew ours was a political marriage, there weren't any declarations of love. So come off of your high horse Fitz. You came into this thing with your eyes wide open. Now that I have invested over half of my life in this farce as you call it, you want to discard me like yesterday's trash. I won't have it. I will never give you a divorce so you can flaunt that Black whore all over this town!"

"Mellie let's keep Olivia and your bigoted language out of this. She isn't a whore by any stretch of the imagination and you know that as well. Again that isn't the point my relationship with her is none of your business. I repeat I want a divorce. How I obtain it is of little consequence to me as long as it happens. I have told you what I want and it is the only offer on the table. I will give you the option to file and use any reason you choose I don't care. If you want to make our private life public that is your business."

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"It means that if you want to put Olivia in the middle of this mess you go ahead. I will provide the public with all the juicy details. Almost five years is a long time to go along with an affair and then cry foul when it no longer suits your purpose. I haven't one problem with telling the entire world that I hadn't touched you in thirteen years sexually. I also don't have a problem admitting that prior to that I can count on my fingers and toes the total numbers of times I had sex you with since we said I do. I will give the world your definition of what sex between married people is supposed to be; a chore, an obligation, and a duty I believe you said. And those children that you "bore" for me I would very much like to leave them out of it but don't push me on this Mellie. File for the divorce, irreconcilable difference is what all other Californians use, it sounds good to me."

"I never went along with your sordid affair. You forced it on me. Why in the world would you discuss out private life with the planet. Just because you were the male version of a nymphomaniac you want to blame me for your adulterous ways. I tried to be a proper wife to you. You weren't satisfied with what I had to offer and you went outside…"

"No Mellie your revisionist history isn't going to work this time. I never strayed in all those years we were asexual, never. The truth is I refused what you had to offer because it was meaningless. No man wants a woman lying underneath him like a cadaver unless he practices necrophilia. I don't practice it. Also your rationing off sex as favors twice a year isn't normal. Nothing about our marriage was normal. If you want the world to know exactly why I call this marriage a farce it isn't a problem for me. I will sing like a canary. I will do it loud and clear on a witness stand or I will stand at the podium and tell all I know. I hope you will try me Mellie I really do. I want the world to know exactly what and who you really are."

"You wouldn't expose your life like that. It would make you look weak and pathetic. No man goes for as long as you did without sex, you aren't normal. You should have come to me to satisfy you animal instincts. However no woman should be subjected to nightly sexual congress you were like a wild animal. I was just trying to normalize things. I would have submitted more but you wanted abnormal things."

"No Mellie what I wanted was normal. You still don't get it. You are the one that isn't normal. Sex is normal between consenting adults and what they choose to do in the bedroom is no one's business but theirs. Look I am not going to debate what sex should or shouldn't be with you. We are done and I want a divorce. It can be easy or it can be hard. There are only two options, (a) your way or (b) my way, choose one and go for it!"

"I really don't want to discuss a divorce because it isn't on my agenda Fitzgerald. You are talking crazy right now like you always do after spending time with Olivia Pope. For some reason she brings out the worst in you and she brings out the crazy. You are President of the United States. You are halfway through your first term. You ran a campaign on family and family values and now you want me to stand before the American people and say it was all a lie? Are you out of your mind? We both will be the laughingstock of the town not to mention tabloid fodder. You need to get this ridiculous talk off of your tongue. If you want to go back to where we were before the Camp David episode I am game but there is no way in hell I will do what you are suggesting. I suggest you continue your sordid affair and be glad I will accommodate it. Most wives wouldn't!

"Okay I see this is going to be your pretend version of what our marriage was and wasn't. If that is the game you want to play go ahead. But you can count me out. Today is the eighth of May ironically in six months I will have been in office three years. Six months Mellie you have six months to present any story and/or lie you want to come up with that leaves Olivia Pope out of the equation. This is all about your losing face right? You don't want America to know that I have left you for a Black woman right? Whatever Mellie? If you haven't come to me with divorce papers for me to sign by the first week on November I will go forward with the facts. There will be no revised history or alternative facts just the good old fashion truth!"

"I won't do this. I won't!"

"You don't have to. Believe me you don't. I can and will handle this myself. I want a divorce and I will have one. If you don't file I will." Fitz had dressed for the day as he was talking. He started walking out of residence and looked at Mellie who was still lying in the bed. Her hackles were raised and she was as mad as a hornet. If looks could kill he would die on the spot. However he wasn't kidding with her. He was done. His days of pretending were long gone. Mellie could play her games but she was on her own. "Good day Mellie I have a country to run."

That son of a bitch was giving her ultimatums. Was he out of his mind? She was the First Lady of the USA and she intended to remain so. Why would he give her six months? Something was up. Maybe Olivia was pregnant, no they had just gotten back together, that couldn't be a factor. It didn't really matter she wasn't giving him a divorce and free rein with Olivia Pope. He was welcome to fuck her day and night but she was going to remain Mrs. Fitzgerald Grant III. She had earned the title it was hers!

The President sat down at his desk. A confrontation with Mellie wasn't exactly what he wanted this morning but he may as well stop avoiding the inevitable. There was apparently only one way to end this marriage and that was with the truth. He knew the truth and he would present it to the American people. If he was canned so be it. He was forty-nine years old and wanted some happiness in his life. He deserved some happiness. He loved Olivia and she loved him. He wasn't going to lose her again!