Divorced! Now what?
Chapter 114

Theo POV

After arguing with Bethany about her bodyguards for what felt like the one-hundredth time, she caved and agreed she would not leave the penthouse without them. I would not have peace of mind at work if I had to worry about whether Bethany was still at home and was okay. Scott promised better security this time round and had secretly put a bug on Bethany, I think, on her phone, but I am not sure, and he won't tell me, but he said if she leaves the penthouse without the security, he would know she was on the move and get the men to her. I wouldn't say I liked it, but it was the best we could come up with.

Tonight, we were having dinner with my sister. She contacted me an hour ago to ensure we were still coming. She did not want to start cooking, and we did not turn up. Luckily, I had finished in the theater and could answer the phone. It is hit-and-miss to catch me when at work.

For a change, instead of walking home, I took our car service. I saw the bodyguards parked across the road as we approached our building. We relaxed and watched the entrance. It pleased me that they were there, even if it was a long, boring day for them. The service parked out the front, and I climbed out, faced the men, and nodded. They returned the nod, climbed into their vehicle, and left, knowing now that I was there, Bethany was safe, and we were heading out. I would call them. Entering the penthouse, I called out.

'Honey, I am home.' I threw my keys and phone onto the table and looked around. I could see and smell she had been cleaning. It all looked and smelt fresh. The plant I had given her was on the small table near the large glass door that led out to our balcony. It was flowering and giving off such a sweet smell. Secretly, it pleased me that she liked the plant enough to put it on display.

'I am in the kitchen.' Came her gentle voice. I could listen to her talk all day. It was a calming voice to me. Entering the kitchen, I saw a coffee waiting for me, and Bethany was busy decorating a cheesecake. Even though I had said it wasn't necessary, she needed to do it anyway. This was one of the reasons I loved her, always thinking of others, except when watching football, when she became this totally different person, bad arise screaming supporter, and I am right there alongside her, screaming my lungs out too. 'How was your day? I can see you have been busy changing things around. I chuckled as I placed my arms around her waist and pulled her to me, kissing her cheek when she tilted her head to give me access.

'Dad came over and filled me in with how things were progressing with the case, and I had arranged to go with him on Saturday to my brother's home and stay the night, returning for the sports day at the den. I know I was going to do it here, but can you speak to your Dad and get it changed?' She sounded so hopeful; what else could I do but agree?

'Sounds like a plan. Am I permitted to tag along?' I want to meet the brother; he sounds interesting, and I would love to see how the dynamic trio works in a house. I have rarely seen two women or, in this case, men sharing a partner working well. It must take a special kind of person to accept sharing or being shared as a married trio.

'Sure, I would be proud to introduce you to Thomas. He is a good brother, and it might do you good to be around men for a change. You have spent your whole life stuck with us women.' She chuckled and wiggled her hips at me, and I burst out with laughter. She was right, though. Women have outnumbered Dad and me.

'What time are we leaving?'

'Dad will swing by eight in the morning.' She finished the cake and covered it, ready to be taken next door. It was still early, and I wanted a shower before we went over. I might not get one in the morning. 'Want to join me in the shower?' I asked, rubbing my groin against her backside.

'Go and phone your Dad. Get that out of my mind, and I will clean up the kitchen and find you! Well, that was not a no.

'Hello, son, how is Bethany doing? Is she better after the incident?' I wanted to ask how the woman was doing, but I felt there was a better time. I was on a high and did not want to go down by getting sad news.

'Bethany is doing well or appears to be. We are having dinner with Felicity, but that is not why I am calling. I will meet Thomas tomorrow and return on Sunday in time for the game. I know it is short notice, but can we use the den this Sunday?'

'Sure, not a problem. Go and enjoy meeting family. It would be good for you to meet more male family members. You have enough women around you.' I chuckled at his words.

'You have been talking to Beth? She said the same thing only moments ago. Dad chuckled, and we talked a bit longer. Before longing off, I headed to the shower. I had finished washing, and Bethany had not joined me. Though I was a little disappointed, I accepted that she was not going to. I dried my hair roughly with a towel, put another around my waist, and left the bathroom.

Standing in the nude, by the large glass sliding door that led out to the hot tub, was Bethany, staring out the window. As I approached her from behind, I saw the bloom of color in the sky and grinned. The fireworks burst into color right outside our window. We were the same height as the bursting blooms, making it all the more spectacular. I moved forward, wrapped my arms around her waist, my head on her shoulder, and watched quietly for a while the burst of color outside.

'It is so pretty; seeing it from this height makes it so much better; it has spoiled me watching it from the ground forever.' Bethany sighed as another large shower of blue and white hit the skies.

I started to kiss her neck, and she tilted her head, allowing me more access. One hand snaked up and cupped one of her beauties and began to massage and tweak the hardened n****e, and the other hand slowly made its way down between her thighs. I played with her folds and pushed a finger in her passage.

'So ready for me. I whispered in her ear and pulled my finger out, lifting it to my mouth and sucking the taste of her off my finger and groaning.

'You taste so good! I pushed two fingers into her again, and she tried to ride my fingers.

'More!' she whispered so softly I almost missed it. My shaft was so hard now, and my needs doubled by her needy request. I pushed her gently so her hands fell onto the window, and I used my foot to make her feet wider apart. I lined my hardened member to her warm channel, grabbed her by the hips, and thrust inside of her. She squeaked and moaned at the sudden intrusion, and I felt her channel clamp down on me; it spurred me on, and my grip on her hips got tighter as I pulled her to me and thrust my hips into her. My thrusts became harder and faster, and sweat poured down my back as I started to reach my release. Bethany screamed her release as a bloom of red filled the sky, and I thrust into her harder and faster, chasing my release. When it came, I nearly fell on the floor with how powerful that release was, as my balls contracted and my load filled her hungry throbbing channel.

Bethany moaned, and I thought if I had not been holding onto her hips, she would have slumped off the window. The fireworks were over, and when I could catch my breath again, I picked her up and headed back to the bathroom. I turned on the shower, the room still warm from mine earlier, and stepped in, holding Bethany. Her head was resting on my chest, and she did not seem to be in any hurry to let me go. I stood under the water, letting it run down our bodies, and waited for her to be ready to leave. We have to go to my sister's place shortly, and we will be late at the rate we are going.