041

SCOTT
Saturday morning started with another round of fucking. We were up and making breakfast when there was a knock on the door. Rhonda opened the door and Alice stood there. It looked like she had been crying. Her eyes were red and teary looking. Lisa shrugged and put three more slices of bacon cooking and added two more eggs to the bowl of scrambled eggs and cheese she was preparing. Julia poured another cup of coffee and asked Alice to sit down, handing her the cup.
"What do you need, Alice?" Julia asked.
"I want to see the pictures you took last night."
"Why not wait until Monday?" Julia asked. "You're seeing us then anyway."
"Because if Alex is fucking my best friend, I want to know today, and I'll be moved out of my house before the day is over."
"Why do you think Alex is fucking your best friend?" I asked.
"We asked her who she knew anyone living in the area of Barstow and Minnewawa last night and she told us her best friend lived in the Del Parque Apartments. It's the obvious connection," Rhonda said.
I nodded. "We're going to eat first. We haven't had breakfast yet. Why don't you have some with us?"
"I don't think I can eat anything."
"Try. Lisa's already put some on and I'd hate for it to go to waste."
"Where's Alex now?" Julia asked.
"He said his boss wanted him to work today, and he was going into the office. I called up my friend and asked her if she wanted to go to the movie. She told me she had a date and couldn't go today." Alice started crying again. "A fucking date with my husband, the bitch!"
"Did she say that?" Rhonda asked.
"No, but I know it is. It can't be coincidence they're both busy at the same time."
Julia handed Alice a tissue. "I'm sorry, Alice. Sorry your husband is such a disgusting pig."
"Why do men have to fuck around?" Alice said. "Why can't they be satisfied with what they have at home?"
I didn't know what to tell her. I'd been faithful to Julia before her slavery, but I'd fucked close to a dozen other women since, and I liked it. I liked the variety, short, tall, black, white, soft or muscular, as young as Reneé to as old as Gwen and everything in between. I could have remained faithful, but I had to admit, the alternative was pretty damn nice. Fortunately, I suspected it was more a rhetorical question and not something I had to answer.
When we sat down to eat, Alice started by picking at her food, but soon developed enough of an appetite to finish it all. Nobody really knew what to say, so nothing much was said. Alice was sad and mad and we couldn't really help her. Our very lifestyle was the antithesis of what she wanted. It was loving and close, but involved multiple people.
After breakfast, I cranked up my laptop and downloaded the digital card to my Photos app. There were a number of photos Chen had taken of Janet in various sexual poses. I didn't delete those from his card, but deleted them from my laptop. I didn't need photos of Janet. I saw her naked frequently anyway. Alice and the others were watching over my shoulder and I think Alice appreciated I wasn't keeping naked photos of her sister on my computer. I erased the pictures from last night from the card and took it out. I started going through the other photos we'd taken, deleting the test photos we'd taken and anything which wasn't a quality shot where a better one existed. Whatever remained, I adjusted the exposure, shadows or highlight settings to show the people the best. We started scanning through one at a time.
"That bitch!" Alice exclaimed when we got to the first one of Alex leaving. A woman was visible in the doorway wearing a thin robe. I'd depressed the shutter and let it run, so there were another five or six showing Alex and the same woman beginning to kiss, his hand going to her breast and grabbing it. Then a second woman appeared, her arm going around the other woman's waist. She was also wearing a robe, terrycloth, but it wasn't securely closed and when she leaned up to kiss Alex, the robe opened to show she was naked beneath it. I heard Alice gasp behind me.
"What's the matter?" I asked
"She's another of my close friends," Alice said, crying again. "The bastard doesn't even pick strangers to fuck. He picks my friends instead."
Nothing to say to that.
The second woman then put her hand over Alex's, still on the other woman's breast and squeezed it as she kissed her. We were obviously witnessing the end of a ménage a trois; a threesome involving Alex and two other women, both friends of Alice. It couldn't get much worse for Alice.
We went to the end of the photos, Alice silent for the rest. I heard a noise behind me and turned and Alice was removing her clothes, stripping down to the skin.
"I want you to fuck me, Scott."
"I can't fuck you. You're not a slave."
"I don't want to be a slave, I want to be fucked. I want pictures of me fucking. I want your cock in my mouth, my pussy and my ass, and I want to show those pictures to Alex, the asshole. I've already got 50% of his assets. I want to hurt him the way he hurt me. I want him to watch me getting fucked."
"I'm sorry, Alice, but if you're not a slave, I can't fuck you."
"Julia, you let him fuck other women. Why can't he fuck me?"
"Because I'm not allowed to fuck non-slaves anymore," Julia replied. "There has to be some balance or we're in an open marriage and neither of us wants that. This way, there's some control of who we have sex with."
"You want balance? I'll balance it for you. I'll fuck everyone of you slaves, too. I'll fuck everyone in the house. I just want pictures of it all. I'm going to drop those pictures and his pictures in his fucking lap and tell him he's getting served with divorce papers Monday morning. I hope he bawls his eyes out when he sees me take it everywhere. I never let him fuck my ass, but I'll damn sure let you fuck it."
I looked at Julia and Lisa. They were both silent on the issue.