Chapter 36

The Buffet Factor

I drove the rest of the way in silence, wondering what else was hidden in the cupboard.

When we got home, Furey went upstairs to play on his computer. I went into the master bathroom and pulled out the toiletries from under the sink. There it was, a 12x12 cut in the bottom of the cupboard with a ring attached to pull it up. I pulled it up and there was a metal box underneath that barely fit. I pulled it out and grimaced. It required a four digit number to open the lock.

I tried the address, Furey's birthday and his birthday. Then I had a thought. I ran back to Furey's room, "Honey, what's your Mom's birthday?"

"July 20, the day they landed on the moon."

"Thanks." I ran back and put in, 0720 and it unlocked. In a way, it made me sad that my dead friend's birthday opened Greg's lockbox. I gingerly opened the steel box, finding a group of papers on top. Greg and Furey's passports were in the box, Furey looking several years younger, Greg looking like Greg. Surprisingly there was a red velvet ring box with the most beautiful emerald shaped diamond ring, that I had ever seen. I wondered if he had given it to Teags? Then there were more documents, various statements. I unfolded them one at a time, discovering statement after statement of three accounts, one with over $1.8 million, one with $550,000 and another with $300,000. I sat, stunned, not knowing what I should say or do. Greg had lots of money, more than he ever let on. How did he manage to mass this much with all of his vices? It was quite a shock to find that my future husband and father of my child, had been holding out. However, it was comforting to know that he could easily take care of us. I never had to work a day in my life if I didn't want to. I was sitting, flabbergasted, when a shadow fell across my crisscrossed legs. I looked up to find a fuming Greg standing over me.

"What are you doing?" he demanded. His eyes were slits, his jaw set. I knew that we were about to embark on a huge fight.

"Good question! I was about to ask you." I held up the accounts, "Why didn't you tell me about this?"

"Do I need a reason?" He leaned down and got in my face, "We're not married yet!"

"But you never told me you were rich!"

He looked peeved, "I'm not rich. I just have money saved from Teagan's life insurance which I doubled by betting on a horse shortly after she died. I took it and put it in Buffet's funds. It was worth more until the latest downturn."

I was still hurt, "But, why didn't you tell me? I mean, we're going to be married. I was just telling you a few days ago that we needed to think about a college fund for Furey and you didn't say, 'Hey, don't worry, I've got it covered!'"

He stomped out of the bathroom and I followed, sitting the box down on the floor and running after him. I grabbed his arm and swung him around.

He took a deep breath, "You didn't seem to care about money, it just never seemed important between us, but maybe it is." He clenched his jaw. "Is it? Should I get a prenup?"

I drew in a deep breath. "That was cruel."

"No, it's not cruel. I've been thinking about it. I have a lot to lose if things don't work out between us. I need to think about Furey's future." He paused, trying to feed us both a certain amount of calm, "Auri, I really think that maybe we should sign a prenup. I'd be generous with you. But, I'd want the house, my pension, my furniture, my income."

"Furey? Furey? You just have Furey to think about? What about our baby?"

"Our baby hasn't been born. I told you I'd be generous. I'll give you $500,000, but you give up all rights to everything else."

I was so hurt over his dismissal of the baby, "I'd get $500,000 for the baby and me?"

He sat, tired and worn out, on the bed, "No, if you think you need more I'd give you say…$1500 a month for the baby?"

I sat on the bed and stared straight ahead wondering how I had gotten from a fun little birthday party to this painful confrontation.

I whimpered, "You don't want joint custody?" He'd said nothing about wanting time with his child, just paying me to raise it.

"At my age?" He tried to put a hand on mine, but I pulled away, "No, I'd be happy with a weekend or two during the month, maybe a couple of weeks during the summer. I don't have the energy for a toddler all by myself."

I walked back into the bathroom, put the documents and things in the metal box, replaced it and stood there staring down at the sink. It seemed surreal. I was already negotiating custody and divorce settlements and I wasn't even married. Tears just started pouring down my cheek, not for me, but for the baby. I needed to know if he had any feelings for the baby, I opened the gate.

Christ, now she thinks I'm an asshole just because I want to make sure Furey gets what he deserves from his mother's insurance. But, I've got to be smart; I have a lot of money and most marriages these days don't make it. I've got to make sure Furey and I are okay. And the baby…she can't be serious. I'll be in my sixties when this kid starts learning to dress itself. No, she wants this kid, she can have it. When it gets older, maybe then I can take it for longer periods.

I walked out to the bedroom. "You don't want this baby at all, do you? There's not a single cell in your being that's looking forward to me having your child, is there?"

He turned and snapped, "No, not a single cell. For God's sake, I thought in ten years I'd get Furey through college and I'd be done with raising a kid. I love my son, but it's hard work. I was looking forward to doing what I wanted to do."

"My God you're one selfish son of a bitch. Before you had Furey, your entire life was all about you. Aren't you tired of it always being me, me, me?" I turned and growled, "I have another option for you and your prenup. You set up a college fund for the baby, say $100,000 and I promise not to take anything from you…not a single cent. I'll move back to California and take care of the baby, but you have to promise that you'll never try to take him away from me, that you leave us alone. You never see us again."

His face dropped and he shook his head, "Come on, let's not talk about this right now. We're both saying things we don't really mean." He sighed, running his hand through his hair and then down his face. I stopped feeling angry and started to tune into what he was feeling. He was exhausted, really sad, really worried, really frustrated, "Look, I had a hard day. I'm home because we lost the patient. I missed an important symptom that we shouldn't, that I shouldn't have seen. I don't know if it would have done any good if I had. He was in really bad shape. But, I just want to go to sleep. I've been up for over twenty-four hours."

Now I had a dilemma. He was tired; he was angry. He was upset with himself for losing the patient and feeling pretty crappy. But, was he so tired that his guard was down and he was telling the truth? Or was he just so tired and frustrated that he was taking it out on me? I owed it to the baby to stop being so pessimistic and ride this out.

I went back into the bathroom and started the shower, took off my clothes and got in. I was surprised when I saw his outline on the shower doors. He opened the door and, without asking, got in behind me. He bumped me a little so that he could get some of the water on him to start washing his hair and lathering up.

"What did he have?" I asked.

"Aortoenteric fistula, but we didn't know about his abdominal aortic aneurysm that he had five years ago. We didn't have his chart from India, but I should have seen it on the MRI." He let the water run down his face and into his mouth.

I scooted to the back of the shower where I continued to put conditioner on, "I'm sorry. I know you hate not figuring the puzzle out in time."

He looked back at me and smiled, "You look like a little girl with your hair wet and slicked back. A little girl with breasts." He gave me one of those looks he gives. It conveys that he's sorry for being a jerk without saying it. "Come here," he held out an arm.

I wasn't sure I wanted to let him think I was forgiving him, but I stepped forward anyway. He wrapped both arms around me as we stood under the warm water running down between us. I watched it travel down in rivulets over the hair on his chest.

"I love you and, when the baby gets here, I'll love it too. If it's any consolation, I wasn't looking exactly excited to know that I was a father the first time and now look at me. I can't imagine not having him." He took my chin on his finger and lifted my face to look at him. His blue eyes fixed on mine. "It will work out, if you stick it out with me. I know a few minutes ago you wanted to pack your bags and run off screaming into the woods; but you have to realize who you're marrying. I say what's on my mind at that minute. Once I have a chance to think, I see what an idiot I've been and when I think about it, I realize that I don't think about it that way. You can't take me at face value or you'll be packing your bags every five minutes." He leaned down and kissed me.

I reached around his neck, letting my body lean into his. We kissed until he finally pulled back, turned off the water and pulled open the door. We toweled off in silence and then climbed in bed together. We didn't have sex; I knew he was too tired. But I rubbed his ears and face until he fell asleep, looking like a bearded angel as he slept.

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I chirped into his ear, "Wake up! It's 11 am and Furey has gone to play laser tag with his friends and you have a birthday gift to open."

He opened one eye, "The perfect birthday gift would be another hour of sleep."

"Sorry, but I have things to do around the House." He didn't get the emphasis on 'House'. I was hoping that he'd actually sit up and look at me. I felt slightly foolish in my get-up. "Greg, open your gift and then you can go back to sleep."

He groaned and then began to sit up. He looked over at me and started laughing. I felt totally humiliated. He saw that I turn bright red and started shaking his head.

"No, no…you're fine. I just thought that when you woke me up you had a birthday cake or some lame DVD." He stopped what he was saying and grinned, "Hey, why don't you come here little girl?"

I chuckled, "I'm standing here in five inch heels, net stockings with garter, a bustier and black gloves, holding a spanking wand and you call me, 'little girl?'"

"Excuse me, mistress Auri, but could you come here, I think I've been naughty."

"No, not until you open your gift."

He smiled as he reached for the present sitting on the bed, "Actually, I was hoping to open your box."

I yelled in my best military voice, "Open that box, now!"

He pulled back, quite amused and started to open the box. Another roar of laughter went up as he started pulling the handcuffs, restraints, blindfold, dildo, feather and butt plug out of the box. He looked up, speechless, but about ready to break out in laughter again.

"Now—" I slapped the wand with its little velvet tassles, against my leg, "Mistress Auri commands you to get in there and brush your teeth…there will be no morning breath in my bedroom."

He furred his brow as he got out of bed, "Mistress Auri has a strange way of making someone feel sexy."

I sighed, "Just get in there, pee, brush your teeth and get back here. And hurry." I slapped him on the ass with the spanking wand.

"Ow!"

I jumped back, "Did it really hurt?"

He laughed, "Oh you suck at S& M. You can't be asking me that. If I can't handle the pain or if you want me to stop, just say Sundance and I'll know it's too much, okay?"

"Alright…but…oh, just go do your thing and get back out here."

I tore the covers off the bed and left the pillows. I went over and worked a little and then heard the sound of him rinsing his toothbrush. He came out, "Well Mistress? Do you need to check my breath?"

I shrugged, went over and he grabbed me, gave me an open mouth and tongue kiss as he pushed his budding erection into my groin. I was getting into the kiss when my body went flying through the air. He had picked me up and thrown me on the bed.

"Sorry Mistress Auri, but Master House likes to give the orders. You'll have to give me that wand now." He ripped the spanking wand from my hand and threw it on the floor. Pinning me down, he grabbed the blindfold and put it over my head. "Now Mistress Auri, you …oh my God!"

I was in complete darkness with my hands pinned back on the bed. I didn't have a clue at what he was looking at. I felt a finger slithering around my crotch.

"Mistress Auri has crotchless underwear on! Good girls don't wear crotchless underwear. You are a bad girl Mistress Auri, you need to be taught a lesson and I guess I'm the one to do the teaching."

I felt the Velcro cuffs go on my right wrist and then I felt him get off the bed for a minute. He did the same on the other side. I found that he had attached the restraints to something and my arms were now incapable of being raised off the bed at all.

"Now bend your legs, Mistress Auri."

I bent my legs up, with the five inch heels digging into the bed.

"That's perfect. Now spread your knees out."

I dropped my knees to the side. As I did, I felt movement on the bed. He started to blow on my labia, softly until I had goose bumps. His fingers pried open my folds and he began licking from below my vagina up to my clit in long, strong, strides. It was exciting, my nipples started to harden as he continued to lick, finally settling on my clit. He kissed it and then sucked on it until it was almost too much; the pleasure was mixed in with the uncomfortable position of my knees, which he was holding out with his hands, preventing me from closing them. I stared to squirm.

"Mistress Auri, you squirm like that and I'll have to restrain your legs too."

"But it's driving me nuts, I want to come, but it's hard in this position."

He jerked up, and I felt the spanking wand come down on my mound several times. It didn't hurt, it just surprised me. "Mistress Auri cannot come without my permission. You must not come without asking and receiving my blessing. Do you understand Mistress Auri?"

"Yes, okay."

He tilted me over onto my side and slapped my butt, "Yes, what?"

"Yes, Greg?"

Wham! The slap on my butt was stinging, "Oww! Yes, Master House?"

"Much better. Now, I have to teach you how to pleasure me. He pulled my head up and put a pillow under it. I felt him straddle me. "Open your mouth."

I obeyed only to find his erection shoved into my mouth. He leaned forward and started to thrust into my mouth, almost to the point where I gagged. He continued to push into my mouth, the taste of the little semen seeping over his head was salty as it went down my throat. I thought he was going to come, but he pulled out instead and stopped. There was no movement, just his heavy breathing.

He pulled the pillow from under my head and put it under my ass. "Now, you will show me your breasts."

"I can't! My hands are tied!"

He slapped by butt again, "Mistress Auri, you must ask for help."

"Master House, would you please take my bustiere off so you can see my nipples?"

"Fine." I felt him undo the bustiere in the front, my breasts freed and sticking up in the air. His mouth went over my nipple and he began to suck while he pinched my other nipple. The pain and excitement of what he was doing to my body was starting to build. I longed to have his tongue back on my clit, I wanted to come. The congestion between my legs begged to be released, but he wasn't about to let me have that pleasure, yet.

I could smell him; the almond smell of his shampoo was mixed in with the smell of musk and sex. I was going nuts, I wanted him to take me, plunge into me, fuck me like never before. I heard the vibrator turn on and felt him run it up my thigh and down the other, the vibrations teasing me, giving me a hint of what was to come.

"Now, beg me to make you come and maybe I'll let you."

"Please Master House, make me come, please."

"Then what?"

"Then take me, do what you want to my body, it's yours."

"Very good Mistress Auri, you learn quickly."

He put the vibrator directly on my clit, I tried to put my legs down and he pulled the vibrator off. "You cannot change position without my permission. You've done a very bad thing Mistress Auri. You're going to need some punishment."

There was silence and I could smell the cherry motion lotion we sometimes used. There was a rubbery substance near my asshole and then he pushed it in. I cried out. "What are you doing? Sundance, Sundance!"

He immediately stopped, pulling it out. He leaned down, continued to stroke my clitoris and whispered sensually into my ear, letting his breath hit the side of my neck, "Honey, the anus has a large number of nerve endings and by sticking something there, you're going to get an orgasm you won't forget. You have to trust me. Do you trust me?"

I had never had anyone do anything to my butt, but I did trust him and so I nodded. He inserted it again and then rubbed the perineum between my vaginal opening and the plug, massaging it. I had to admit, it felt sensational, really good. The vibrator started up again and he stuck it inside of me letting me feel the vibration of it. He left it inside as he licked my clit. All the nerve endings between my legs were being stimulated at once, I was about to go crazy.

I screamed out, "Master House, may I come, please?"

I heard him chuckle, "Oh you were such a good girl to ask, I think you deserve a reward. Yes, my love you may come."

I concentrated on everything that was happening, his tongue lapping my clit, the vibration inside of me, everything. My clit started tingling and then he spread, first like a dull pleasurable ache and then electrical sparks traveling to my back and up to my nipples, down my thighs. My entire body seemed to be contracting in orgasmic delight. I thought I was going to pass out from the sheer pleasure of it. I bucked and bucked, until Greg pulled the vibrator out and penetrated me with his extremely hard erection. He pulled me down towards him, my arms not allowing me to go any further, grabbing my calves, he straightened my legs so that they were both sticking straight into the air. He pounded away, faster and faster as he held my legs apart by the calves. I could feel his sweat drip on me, hear his stilted grunts and smell the sex in the air as he collapsed onto me.

"Greg, take my blindfold off. And get that thing out of me."

"You think we're done?" He didn't take the blindfold off, but he did remove the plug.

"Aren't we?"

"Not just yet." He got up and left.

The room was so quiet I called out for him, "Greg? Greg?" I started getting nervous, he wasn't responding, "Sundance!"

Nothing.

"Greg! Sundance!"

I heard his lopsided walk, "Sorry honey, I couldn't hear you; my head was in the refrigerator. Are you sure you want to stop? I have little surprise for you."

"It was kind of scary, being alone like this. Not being able to see, not being able to move."

He crawled up on the bed and held me, kissing my cheek. His leg and shoulder were draped comfortably over me. He nuzzled my neck and ear, "You're going to enjoy what I'm going to do."

"I'm not sure. Is this okay for the baby?"

He chuckled, "Orgasms aren't bad for babies. In fact, the endomorphins it releases are probably felt by the baby. Let's not forget that the baby is smaller than a thumb." He pulled the pillow and put it back under my head. He put something on my lips. I opened my mouth and took a bite of the strawberry, tasting its sweetness. Greg kissed me, sticking his tongue in my mouth, tasting the remnants of the strawberry, sharing it with me.

Next I felt his finger at my lips. I stuck my tongue up and licked it, smiling at the taste of honey. Again he kissed me, licking the honey from my lips. The banana was next and then whip cream. I didn't know what he was going to give me. I ate a quarter of a hot dog, part of a kiwi, part of an apple. Each time he paused and tasted what I had tasted. Half way through he started rubbing between my folds with his fingers. The taste of the food, the fact that I had to trust what he was going to do, the rubbing of my clit, started to stir things. It went on and on until I finally refused more food.

"I'm full!"

"Not yet you aren't"

He reached down and started to take off my shoes, unbuckling them and tossing them on the floor with a thud. He unhooked the stockings and pulled them off along with the crotchless underwear. His hand started at my ankles and worked up my legs to my thighs. He massaged them so delicately. Not being able to see made my awareness of his touch more intense. His long fingers were soft, almost delicate. Then he brushed up my thighs to my folds, stopping. He pulled the bustier out from under me, leaving just the gloves and blindfold on. I felt him grab at my fingertips and pull the left glove off, then the right.

"Auri, you have a hot body. Even your little round abdomen is a turn on. It makes you look feminine, like a beautiful, fertile woman. Now, I'd like to introduce you to my little friend."

He grabbed my hand and put it on his lovely massive hard on, "Now, what would you do with him?"

I chuckled, "Put honey on him and lick him dry."

"Amazing. Just what I was thinking."

Next thing I knew, I had a honey soaked penis in my mouth.

"Be careful what you wish for." He said.

I started sucking and licking him until he started moaning ever so slightly. I could feel him start to push further and further into my mouth, his hand on my head. The semen came out in spurts, sliding down my throat.

His voice was constricted, "Oh God, I love you. That was impressive. This is the best birthday gift I've had in years. Wait…this is the best birthday gift I ever had!"

I started laughing, "I'm glad I finally gave you something you like."

"This kit was pure genius."

"Are we done now?"

"Don't you want to come?" He sounded like a little boy asking if I wanted to go to get an ice cream.

"I've already had a very good time."

There was a slam of a door. "Dad, Auri! Hey, we're going to"

Greg jumped up, "Jesus Christ!"

I tried to pull on the restraints, but nothing was giving. "Oh, crap."

I heard Greg at the bedroom door, "Furey, uh, go downstairs and we'll be down in a minute."

"Is everything okay?"

I realized right away that he was scaring Furey and that would mean one thing, Furey would try to find out why his Dad didn't want him up here.

Greg was frustrated, "Just go downstairs."

"Dad, why are you standing behind the door like that?"

House sighed, "Can't you ever do something I tell you, just because I told you to do it?"

"Greg!" I yelled at him, "Greg!"

"Shhhh….I'm trying to convince a ten year old to honor his father and go downstairs."

"You're scaring him and when he's scared, he's going to open the gate and you're going to reveal all. Now that will probably be even more scary."

"What do I do?"

"Don't think of sex…think of anything but sex now."

"Great, now all I'm thinking about is Mistress Auri."

I opened the gate and it was like watching a dvd play of the last hour. "Greg, stop, let me up…Sundance, Sundance, Sundance…."

Greg ripped the blinder off and cuffs too. I jumped up and ran into the bathroom, but my robe on and ran out the door, down the stairs, finding Furey on the couch unable to look at me.

"You haven't been opening the gate in the last few minutes, have you?"

Greg came waddling down the steps, watching Furey's expression,"Furey, did you read my mind and see what we were doing?"

I gave Greg a mean look, "Greg! Great, now you've …" I gave up and turned to Furey, "Well, did you?"

"I saw Dad feeding you strawberries and honey and other things."

"What else?"

"You were naked again but you had a blindfold on. I stopped when I realized you were naked."

I looked at Greg and back at Furey, "Honey, you're going to have some real embarrassing moments if you keep reading your Dad."

He nodded, "I think I know that now."

"So, can you stop doing that?"

He nodded.

"Now why are you home so early?"

"There was some plumbing leak at the laser place, but we want to go to the movies, can I go?"

Greg and I nodded in unison. There was the honk of a horn outside. He jumped up, happy, grabbing his ball cap from the doorknob. Running out the door he turned, grinned and yelled, "Sundance!!!"

Dear Readers! This is along chapter. It will serve as the Saturday chapter too. Thanks for reading! Gorblimey2