The Affair

11. Revelations: Slight Return

Saturday, April 18th 2020

1:20 PM

"Damn her" Sam said while standing up.

Freddie gently turned her to him, and pressed her back against the sink, this time facing him.

"Freddie, what are you mfffmf."

He kissed her while lifting her dress back up above her hips and returning to the business at hand.

"Oh! Yesssss. Uh huh. That works, ogod, very well. Urmm." She mumbled, while continuing the kisses.

Saturday, April 18th 2020

1:30 PM

After straightening themselves up they started back to their table. As they approached, Freddie took Sam's hand. She quickly pulled her hand away.

"Sam, this affair nonsense is over. Take my hand."

"Oh, yeah, ok…" She took his hand and continued over to their table, and the waiting Carly.

"Oh look, it's my two best friends! Both keeping secrets, again! My my my… Freddie, can you still be hungry after finishing that muffin?"

"Carly, how can you say anything about secrets? Fred told me about George and Roy, and who Larry's daddy is…"

Fred held up his hand: "Stop! Both of you. It's time for everyone to get involved here, but first, we're going to eat lunch, then go back to my house. We'll all go clean the apartment tomorrow."

Sam started to say something… "Not yet, Sam. Just eat for now, please."

Carly smirked and began to speak… "You too, Carl's. We'll talk back at the house."

"Fine" the two women said in unison.

After lunch, Fred went to get Sam's truck, parked in the back. He pulled up in front of the deli, and collected both Carly and Sam. Then drove the short distance to his house, parked on the side and they went into the kitchen.

"Please, let's sit at the table here. Carly, would you like a drink?"

"I'll need one, won't I… Yes Scotch, neat."

"A screwdriver for Sam?"

"Please. Just hold the OJ."

"And I'll have bourbon neat, a double I think…"

"Ok, everything gets out. I'll start, before either of you ask. Why did I marry Shelly? She reminded me of Sam, physically. Mentally, she was, and still is, like a rusty fruit tin. A total disaster of a human. I realized I had made a huge mistake less than a week after I married her. Luckily, she is as dense as cement. I found out about her and Phil, and a couple other indiscretions. So, I told her we should divorce, she left. That's it, plain and simple. Basically, I gave her some cash and she went away."

Sam was shocked. "She reminded you of me?"

"Yes, she did. Sad isn't it. There was a time I was so mad at you I couldn't function. Then I realized just how much I missed you, and that I still loved you. Those were hard times Samantha."

"Alright, I guess it's my turn now. First, about Freddie and I. When you showed up with Phil, Freddie was devastated. Neither He nor I could figure out just what the hell you were thinking. The guy I was dating at the time was getting upset with me because I was spending so much time with Freddie, we fought and I dumped him. I didn't intend on getting together with Freddie, it just sort of happened. I guess because we know each other so well, we were comfortable together. One night, we both got a bit tipsy, we had sex, like we had done many times before, but forgot the condom. And we produced little Larry."

Carly reached over and took Fred's hand.

"The one good thing to come out of your dragging Phil here was it gave us Larry. Now, why did Freddie and I hide our un-relationship? Because of you, Sam. We knew it was only a matter of time before you came to your senses and got rid of Phil. He is such a scumbag, I mean really, Sam. How could you? Anyway, we were just going to wait until you got rid of Phil. Freddie didn't want you thinking you had me for competition, which you don't! Don't get me wrong, Fred and I do love one another, but he's meant for you and you for him. Then lover boy here shows up with Phil's cosmic twin, Shelly, the scumbag-ette. Fred and I stopped seeing each other so he and 'it' could have a chance. Anybody could see that was a train wreck looking for a location, so I waited until Fred saw it also. That didn't take long. You just can't imagine how happy I was last month when I heard that you had finally dumped Phil. Freddie and I immediately started making plans on how to get Freddie and you back together. Then suddenly, I get a text from Freddie saying everything is ok, but on hold for a bit. That brings us up to whatever weirdness you two began to do. Your turn, Sam."

"Oh no… You are not getting off that easy. Where does George work into this?" Sam asked.

"Oh, ok, we'll finish that first then. George is gay; his partner is Roy, you've met him before. Roy works in my office and was telling me about George. George was set to inherit a significant amount of money, but there was a problem. The will included a clause where George had to be married. I had just found out I was pregnant, he needed a wife. It worked. Freddie, Roy, George and I got together and worked out the details. Roy moved out of their house, and I moved in. Freddie, the dear, did offer to marry me, but that was just NOT what I wanted to do. And, of course, that wouldn't have worked at all for you two. So, I did it this way. When the stipulation in the will is complete, George and I will divorce and everything will go back to the way it was before. OK, Sam… Start talking!"

"About Phil? That's easy, biggest fucking screw-up I've ever been involved in. Basically, I got drunk and woke up married. I didn't know what to do. When I brought him to the iCarly studio, I was looking for a way out. I guess you guys read my expression and language as excitement and happiness… Boy was that wrong! Then, I saw the look on your face Freddie, and a part of me died knowing I had caused you that much pain. I'll never be able to make it up to you, I just hope you can forgive me, and help me move on. After you looked at me with all that pain and angst, you left. I had no one to talk to for all that time. I thought about just telling Phil to get out, getting divorced and trying to put you and I back together, Fred. But I couldn't. I was embarrassed to have done something so idiotic, so stupid. I remembered something my mom said once. "You either drink your mistakes, or you marry 'em." Well, there I was, turning into my mom. That didn't work. You two weren't avoiding me, but things just weren't the same between us. Then Fredlumps here does the mirror image of my fuck up with Shelly. Boy Carl's, we sure agree on 'it' indeed. I don't understand how you can compare that raggedy assed slut to me, Fred? Yuck, I wouldn't do her with a broom stick!"

"I know Sam, I'm sorry… Well, anyway, this is where I come back into Sam's story. Sam goes out with some girlfriend from her work. Sam's friend runs into an old boyfriend and Sam gets left alone. She calls me to rescue her and has this wild affair idea. Just so you won't find out, Carly. She'll have to finish this, since I never could figure out what she was trying to accomplish with that."

Sam laughed. "The affair was just so I could figure out where you were at with this 'us' thing. I didn't know if you still wanted to try to fix 'us'."

"Sam, that means that you had thought this out before we came here for our late dinner."

"The plan wasn't complete. The affair part I came up with while we were talking, but the rest of it was planned. Ok, full disclosure here. There was no girlfriend that got lucky. I made that up to get you to come out and rescue me. Look, this was so important. I know me, and you. I couldn't come over here and say let's try again, Fred. One of us could have said something to set the other off. We wouldn't be sitting here now if that would have happened. This was just far too important, so I cooked up this plan so you could rescue me. Guys like to think they have the upper hand, you know…"

Carly and Sam both chuckled at that.

Fred stood up and walked around the edge of the table to Sam, leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Thanks Sam… Excuse me, I'll be right back."

Fred left the kitchen, heading down the hallway.

Sam sighed, "Carl's, you just don't know how much better I feel getting all this strangeness out in the open."

"I know Sam; it's really kind of refreshing, isn't it…"

The two women could hear Fred coming back into the kitchen. Suddenly, Carly gasped:

"Oh! Fred! You're really going to do this!"

Not much more left. At the outside, two more chapters. This story has been a blast to write! Truly, thanks SO much for the reviews. All of them, whether you liked the story or not. I do realize that I left some folks in a lurch with the dog legged gyrations I put you poor, gentle readers through. But, as James the Greater stated, I'm evil.

Now, pardon me while I cook some stew.

That'll give you time to go review! ;)