Threefold

by Scott Hildreth

  I glanced down at my watch. After my eyes came into focus, I responded, “Pretty close. It’s 2:20.”

  Silently, she lifted her dress, pulled her panties down her legs, and eventually past her sandals. After twirling them on her finger for a moment, she flipped them my direction. I glanced down as they land a few feet from my boots.

  “I guess that settles it,” I sighed as I bent down and picked up her panties.

  “Don’t you like fucking me?” she asked.

  I pushed the panties into my back pocket and shook my head, “Nope.”

  Her eyes widened, “You don’t?”

  “Nope. I love it,” I responded as I began to walk her direction.

  The roof of the complex we lived in was not intended to be used as anything but a location for heating and air conditioning equipment. The flat roof, approximately 300 by 400 feet in size, had a three foot tall wall of sorts around the perimeter, constructed in an effort to thwart the potential consideration of jumping. Although we weren’t supposed to, occupants of the building often frequented the roof by climbing up the maintenance ladder. As I walked her direction, I doubted there would be anyone else interested in seeing the tail end of a meteor shower at 2:30 in the morning in the middle of the week.

  I draped my hands over her shoulders and leaned toward her. As my mouth came within a few inches of hers, she wrapped her arms around my waist and stood on her tip-toes. As our lips met, my heart began to beat more rapidly. Feeling like a prepubescent teen, I kissed Rain, grateful she caused me to feel the way she did. As the level of passion in our kiss increased, she pulled her lips from mine, and pointed her finger into the sky.

  “You missed it,” she said, still pointing upward.

  “You’re watching stars while we’re kissing?” I asked.

  “The shame…” she said under her breath as she raised her hand to her mouth.

  I placed my hands against her shoulders, pushed against one, pulled against the other, and turned her around. Now standing by the edge of the building and facing the street, I pushed my hand into her back, forcing her into the edge of the building. As her thighs came in contact with the perimeter wall, she bent at the waist and gazed down at the street.

  “Holy crap, we’re way the fuck up here,” she gasped.

  I nodded my head as I reached for my belt buckle, still pressing my right hand into the center of her back. As I fumbled to unbuckle it with my very incapable left hand, she turned and peered over her shoulder.

  “You’re going to fuck me right here? On the edge of the roof?” she asked.

  I grinned, “Sure am.”

  “That’s hot,” she breathed.

  I released her back and reached for my belt, frustrated I hadn’t got it unbuckled yet. The anticipation of our sex had me now standing with a full hard-on, jeans still fastened, and my belt buckled - even though I had two hands attempting to free myself from its restraint. As I finally got the belt unbuckled, I pulled against it, frustrated at the grief it caused. I dropped it at my side and quickly unbuttoned my jeans. As I pushed my jeans down my thighs, I gripped my cock in my hand and gave Rain her warning.

  “You get twenty strokes, that’s it. Tell me when you want them, how deep you want them, and the level of force you want me to use,” I said as I lifted her dress and draped it over her back.

  Standing bare-assed with her pussy in the air, she glanced over her shoulder. Although it was otherwise pitch black outside, the streetlights provided enough luminescence for me to see her eyes roll.

  “Twenty? Seriously?” she sighed.

  “Yep,” I nodded.

  “Well, I’ll tell you when, but I’ll go ahead and tell you right now, I want every one of them as deep as you can shove ‘em. And level of what?” she asked as she tossed her hair to the side of her face.

  “Uhhm. Level of force,” I laughed as I guided my cock toward her pussy.

  “You weirdo. Just fuck me,” she said as she turned around and grasped the upper portion of the perimeter wall in her hands.

  I stared down at her pussy, realized once again how short she was, and spread my legs wide. After the height of my cock was finally even with her pussy, I pressed the tip of my dick against her soaking wet pussy and released it from my grasp, holding it in position with as little force as necessary. After griping her waist in my hand, I shoved myself balls-deep into her without warning.

  She gasped out a heavy breath over the edge of the roof.

  “One,” I bellowed.

  I slowly and steadily pulled my hips rearward, staring down between her ass cheeks the entire time. As my glistening shaft came into view, I grinned. As soon as the rim was exposed, free of her wet lips, I shoved it into her until she was smashed between my hips and the perimeter wall.

  “Two!” I breathed, “Don’t fall over the edge.”

  “You...fucker,” she huffed as she attempted to straighten her stance.

  I quickly pulled my hips rearward and shoved forward with more force than the last time.

  “Three!” I shouted.

  She slapped her hands against the top of the concrete wall, “I don’t like this game.”

  “Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten,” I yelled as I pounded myself in and out of her tight pussy without reservation.

  “Holy…”

  “Fuck…I almost…came,” she gasped.

  “This is hot as fuck,” she said over her shoulder, “I like getting fucked while I watch the cars down there.”

  “Wave at them,” I said as I pulled my hips back.

  I stared down at my throbbing dick. After minimal consideration, I released her waist, and grabbed her ass cheeks in my hands. After spreading them as wide as possible, I slowly slid my cock into her wet pussy. As the tip of my cock bottomed out inside of her, I held it in position, pressing it against the fleshy obstruction.

  “Oh God. That…”

  “Feels…”

  “Good…” she whispered into the night air.

  “Ready?” I asked.

  She glanced over her shoulder, her bottom lip held by her upper teeth. She nodded her head and glanced down.

  “Okay, that was eleven,” I sighed.

  As I held her ass cheeks spread wide, I began to pound away.

  “Twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen…” I heaved as I thrust my hips back and forth.

  “Count with me,” I barked.

  “Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty,” we said in unison as I pounded myself into her dripping slit.

  “You ready to stop?” I asked, half out of breath.

  “Unt-uh,” she muttered.

  As I prepared to begin my punishment, the sound of voices behind me caught my attention. I glanced over my shoulder and much to my surprise, saw four people walking across the roof.

  “Oh my God, he’s got her at the edge,” one whispered.

  Rain peered over her shoulder and sighed, “Fuck. People.”

  “Fuck ‘em. I’m not done, so they can watch if they want…” I said as I slowly slid my dick balls-deep into her wet pussy.

  “Oh God, that felt…incredible,” she whispered.

  “You gotta be quiet,” I whispered back.

  “Okay,” she breathed as she looked over the edge.

  I began to pound myself into her pussy without an ounce of reservation. After releasing her ass with one hand, I grabbed her hair and pulled it tight, causing her to arch her back. Now with her head up and facing the sky, the sound of my hips against her ass, by belt jingling, and her constant moaning did little to confuse the onlookers of just what it was we were doing. After a few more strokes, my jeans fell from my thighs to the tops of my boots.

  Now bare-assed and out in the night breeze, I continued to bang my hips into her ass and my cock into her swollen, wet, wanting hole.

  “As soon as you cum, we’ll stop,” I growled as I continued to pound away.

  “You first,” she grunted in return.

  As I watched
her bite her forearm and groan, I pulled her hair tighter. With my free hand, I reached for her left breast, and squeezed it in my hand. As I kneaded the flesh of her boob in my hand, and pulled her hair, I glanced down and watched my swollen dick punish her little wet pussy. After a few more strokes, I felt myself begin to reach climax. The voices behind me, although muffled, became more prominent.

  I released her hair and slapped her ass with my right hand.

  Smack!

  The sound rang like a bell in the cool night air.

  As I raised my hand in the air and began to slap her again, her pussy began to clench the shaft of my cock. She was on the verge of exploding.

  One more stroke and she began to groan into her arm as she continued to bite it. Instead of biting mine, I arched my back and howled out into the air as I filled her pussy with every drop of cum I could manage to provide.

  As I held my hips against her ass and attempted to recover from the earth shattering orgasm, she pulled her mouth from her arm. She turned to face me and grinned.

  “Holy shit, are they still there?” she whispered.

  I nodded my head.

  She straightened her stance, pulling my cock free of her cum filled pussy. In one fluid motion, she turned, dropped to her knees, and took my cock in her hand.

  “Good, they can watch me clean up my mess,” she said as she took the length of my shaft into her mouth.

  As she sucked and slurped the cum from my cock, I glanced over my shoulder. The three men and one lady stood and stared, their agape mouths illuminated from the glow of the street lights. Rain sucked the length one last time and smacked her lips as she released my cock from her mouth.

  “Panties?” she asked.

  I reached in my back pocket and handed her the panties. As she reached under her dress, and wiped her pussy clean with the panties, I pulled my pants up and buckled my belt. After a quick glance her direction, she nodded her head.

  “Ready?” she asked.

  “Sure,” I responded as I adjusted my cock in my pants.

  “Walk past them,” she said.

  As we walked their direction arm in arm, they all began to giggle softly and glance aimlessly around the roof. When we were within a few feet of them, Rain tugged me to the side, closer to where they stood. As she stepped even with where they were standing, she stopped and dropped her panties at their feet.

  “Souvenir,” she said over her shoulder as we walked away.

  “Don’t worry,” she whispered, “I have plenty more.”

  “Rain?” I said as we stopped at the top of the landing to the ladder.

  “Yeah, boss?” she sighed.

  I shook my head, knowing although I had little to say, I needed to say it nonetheless.

  “I love you,” I responded.

  “There goes another,” she screeched as she pointed into the sky.

  I stood and stared at her admiringly; knowing Rain was truly one of a kind.

  “I missed it, I shrugged.

  “Hey boss?” she said as she stepped onto the top of the ladder.

  “Yeah,” I said as I reached for her hand.

  “I love you too,” she whispered as she glanced down over the edge of the building.

  “There goes another…”

  I glanced down the ladder. She was twenty feet below me, holding onto the ladder with one hand, pointing into the sky with the other.

  “I missed it,” I sighed.

  And for her, life was just that simple; shooting stars, sex, and her undeniable love for me. I smiled to myself, fully realizing I had every intention of spending the rest of my life trying to figure out just who Rain Bauer truly was. One of the most interesting people ever to exist, she was the love of a lifetime.

  My lifetime.

  ETHAN

  The night on the roof filled with shooting stars didn’t bother me, but for some reason, a combination of things certainly did. Cade and Rain’s absence, the shooting stars causing me to consider God’s existence, the discussion regarding my brother, and my separation from my parents all came to a head in my mind at the same time.

  Having spent much more time in my life convincing myself God didn’t exist, I now began to wonder if my previous beliefs were simply me denying the obvious truth. As I tried to come to terms with the possibility of something greater existing, I realized at least at one point in my life, I did believe in God. The longer I thought about it, the more memories of my belief in God began to surface in my mind. After considerable thought, I came to the conclusion I had lost God entirely after the death of my brother.

  Sitting in the living room staring out the window, my mind became a jumbled mess of events, circumstances, situations, feelings, and people. Having already called in to work as being too sick to show up, I was well into my sixth beer, and it was barely noon.

  I tried to wrap my mind around Cade, Rain, and I being in a meaningful relationship for a lifetime.

  I couldn’t force myself to make sense of it all.

  More depressing was the fact I couldn’t possibly imagine – even for one minute – living a life without Rain, or Cade for that matter, in it. As I sat and stared into the sky, I wondered if my selfish behavior was possibly costing Cade and Rain the future both of them deserved.

  Wondering how the meeting with Cade’s mother and aunt was coming along, I began to feel as if I were an unnecessary and obviously out-of-place part in a relationship meant for two people who felt sorrow for me, and possessed far too much heart to cast me aside.

  I stood and walked to the window. Recalling Chloe’s remarks of her falling out of love with me for years before she decided to let me know, I wondered if being honest with me was something that Rain or Cade was incapable of doing, potentially feeling as if I was the fatherly figure both of them never had, but so desperately desired.

  As I stare into the clouds, hoping for an answer, one came.

  I recalled the words I had spoken to Rain no less than a week before.

  I think attraction and affection are often mistaken for love. For most people, recognizing true love is difficult. Realizing it exists within us, however, is quite simple.

  All we have to do is walk away.

  True love tugs at our heart until we return.

  As I said the words to myself, I began to cry, knowing my decision wouldn’t be an easy one to implement. Once I developed the courage to move forward with it, only the existence of and power of God would be able to make the decision of whether or not there needed to be changes.

  My feelings for Rain were undeniable, and my love for Cade was the same. Attempting to trudge through life without them would be nothing short of impossible, but bogging down their lives with my existence would prevent them from having a conventional life, a conventional family, and a conventional future.

  Now sobbing as I stared blankly out the window, I realized I had made a commitment to Rain, and I had every intention of keeping it.

  I had to protect her from the monster.

  ETHAN

  “Give me that Dell with the cracked case, a hundred feet of ethernet cable with ends, the cable modem, a cable splitter, and about ten feet of cable,” I said as I pointed toward the used computer on display.

  “You shouldn’t need but a few feet of Ethernet cable. And don’t you want a wireless modem?” the kid asked.

  I pulled my hat down a little further on my head, “Nope. Just give me what I asked for.”

  After ringing up the total, he glanced up, “That’ll be $345.54.”

  I flipped through my wallet, “Here’s $350.00 keep the change.”

  “Wow, okay. You want to give me your name for the mailing list of specials?” he asked.

  “Nope,” I responded.

  “Need a receipt?”

  “Nope.”

  “Here,” he said as he slid a spiral notebook across the counter, “Put your name in the book for the warranty. All of our stuff, even used, has a 90 day warranty.”

  I picke
d up the pen and wrote Joe Schmoe in the book, and made up and address. After getting my cables and installing the ends, the kid carried everything to the counter and placed it in a cardboard box. As he slid it my direction, he glanced down at the book.

  “Thanks, Joe,” he said.

  I picked up the box and turned toward the door, “No problem.”

  RAIN

  A perfect trip to a perfect place with the perfect man was over. Meeting Cade’s aunt and mother was one of the best times I ever had in my life. The only thing that bothered me about the entire trip was the fact Ethan wasn’t there to enjoy it with me. Being without him was more difficult than I ever would have imagined, and as this was my first time away from him since the day we met, I realized his statement was true.

  Because the tug on my heart proved not only how much I loved him, but how desperately I needed him in my life. When I shared with Cade how I felt, he admitted he missed Ethan as well. We had both purchased trinkets and gifts for Ethan, knowing he had never been out of the state. In our mind, Ethan was at home waiting, right where he belonged; in our hearts, minds, and lives.

  “We’re home, boss,” I sighed as we walked into the house.

  Silence.

  “He’s probably riding somewhere. He hasn’t answered my texts since yesterday,” Cade said as he dragged the suitcases past the doorway.

  I glanced around the house. It seemed eerily quiet. I peered toward Ethan’s room, blinked my eyes, and began to scream.

  “Cade! Noooooo!” I screamed as I pointed toward the room.

  RAIN

  I sat in the doorway of Ethan’s room, sobbing. Staring down at the note, I was afraid to open it. Cade stood over me crying, his trembling hand resting on my shoulder. As we both blubbered, I removed the cellphone from the note, opened the folded piece of paper, and gazed down at the perfect penmanship. After wiping my eyes and swallowing the lump in my throat, I read what he had written out loud.

  I love you two far too much to stand in the way of progress. As a wise man once said, “Realizing true love exists within us is quite simple. All we have to do is walk away. True love tugs at our heart until we return.”