Our living and loving went on for about seven months.  I came home from work on a Tuesday night. When I walked in the door Libby was crying and shaking like the devil himself had been there.

“Libby, what in the hell happened?  What’s going on?  Are you hurt, are you in trouble?”

“No, Charlie.  I’m not hurt or in trouble.  My friend Andrea is still with that monster.  She called and said his car wouldn’t start and it was her fault.  She doesn’t even drive.  OH, CHARLIE, HE’S GOING TO KILL HER WHEN HE GETS HOME!!! Charlie, please help Andrea.”

Libby just collapsed in her tears and sobs.  I was certain she was going to have a breakdown.

“Libby.  Libby. Look at me. I know you have the address.  Let’s get going, now.”

When we arrived at the house, if you want to call it that, there were boarded windows.  Shingles were hanging from the roof and side of the house.  This is what Libby fled. Damn!  We walked up and the house was dark and quiet as a cemetery at midnight.  Libby led me around to the back where there was a door barely hanging by one hinge.  It led into the kitchen.  I walked in first.  Libby had a death grip on my shirt tail.  The smell of metal covered the interior.  We walked into what I thought would be the living room.  There sat Andrea.  Covered in blood.  She was sitting next to a dead man with the kitchen knife still stuck in his chest.

“Andrea.  Andrea, it’s Tina.  I have a friend here to help you leave this hell.  Andrea.  Look at me.”

Andrea looked up at Libby. Her eyes were wide open.  She was shaking severely.

“Andrea.  Andrea.  Look at me baby”

Andrea finally recognized who was talking to her.  She reached out and grabbed Libby.  She started to scream.

“Tina.  Tina.  I killed that bastard.  I killed him for what he did to you and me.  I fucking killed him so no other woman would go through our hell. Tina, I killed him.”

She was sobbing uncontrollably in Libby’s arms. It was time for a reality check.

“Tina, we got to get out of here before someone gets wise.  We got to move fast, and we got to move now.  Take that blanket off the sofa and wrap it around Andrea. We gotta get outta here before the cops get here.”

We basically carried Andrea to the car.  Libby got in the back seat with her.  She was still shaking and crying.

“Where are we going?” asked Andrea.

Libby looked at me like what IS our next move.

Andrea was whimpering and finally asked me, "What are you going to do to me?”

I said” How about a hot bath and a warm bed?  And by the way, Andrea, that bastard can never hurt you or anyone else again. All the way home, Andrea had her arms wrapped around Libby.  It was almost like she was afraid if she let go, something bad would happen again.  Libby all but carried Andrea into the house.

I stopped for sandwiches at the sub shop on the way home. I placed them on the table along with the condiments and ice water.  Libby opened the wrapper on her sub, but Andrea didn’t move.  Knowing how Libby reacted at first, I let her take the lead on dealing with this.

“Andrea?” Libby said softly but Andrea almost jumped out of her skin.

“Andrea, it is alright.  You can eat your sandwich.”

Andrea just sat there staring at her food.  I was watching a woman who had been so abused, she was afraid to move.  I’m not sure if it was horror or pity, as I watched this poor woman.

“Charlie, you are going to have to tell her she can eat.”

“Andrea,” Charlie said softly, “you can eat your sandwich.  It is yours.”

Now I am totally furious.  I’m glad Trevor is dead.  She grabbed the Sub and attacked it like a starving animal. It was gone in a minute.  I looked at Libby, she had tears in her eyes.  I pushed my Sub toward Andrea.  She looked up at me so sheepishly.  She gently pulled it toward her and devoured it.  There must be a certain section in Hell for people.

About a week went by and Andrea was making great strides.  She was smiling and listening to music.  A very happy sight to behold. Weeks turned into months, and Andrea was fitting right in with the running of the house and the loving in the house.  She approached Libby and me several times about getting a job, but we insisted she “run the house”’ for us.  And she became more and more relaxed and loving day by day.

Five months had gone by, and I went outside to throw a bag of trash away, but when I came back in, I was surprised.  Libby came up to me with a grin like the Cheshire Cat.  A mischievous grin at that.

“Charlie, we have a surprise for you.  Why don’t you take your shower and relax?”

“What mischief have you two conjured up?  Is this two-on-one?”  I asked with a smile.

“You’ll just have to wait and see.” Libby leaves the room.

I get ready for my shower which consists of me and a robe and head for the bath.  I got the water almost perfect and got in.  I was just soaping up the washcloth when the curtain parts and Andrea is standing there wearing only a smile.

“You look lonesome.  No one as handsome as you should look lonesome Charlie.”

“Charlie? Charlie?” Andrea caught me completely off guard. All I can say her words registered to my dick before my brain.  Andrea gets in the shower and takes the cloth from my hand.  She begins to slowly wash every part of my body. When she decided I was washed properly she got on her knees.

“A shower is supposed to be relaxing.  But I want to make sure my Charlie is really relaxed.”

She wrapped her soft lips around my waiting shaft and sucked it slowly and methodically.  Stopping now and then to make sure my balls weren’t forgotten.  Her hands went behind me and grabbed my ass and pulled me to her.  She was making sure none of my erection was going to get wet from the shower and she stroked the underside of it with her tongue. She continued her oral assault and grabbed my balls and gently pulled on them.  With the expert sucking and pulling, I exploded my full load of cum into her mouth.   Before she was finished with my erotic shower, she stopped at the head of my dick with her lips on it and rolled her tongue around it.  My knees were so weak, I had to hold onto the towel rack.  We got out of the shower, and she put a towel over my shoulders.

“Now Charlie, just wait for a minute while I dry you off.  I don’t want you to catch a cold.”

Her version of a towel dry meant spending time drying my ass cheeks and their separation.  When she finally got to my limp dick, she was patting it gently and stopped.  She was almost staring at it. 

“Charlie, I’m a bad girl.  I think I missed a spot on your dick.  I will try to finish my job properly.  I guess I will be punished.”

She sucked my limp member into her warm wet mouth again.  She started with the same slow strokes and got me harder than a steel girder.  Andrea got off her knees, bent over, and looked over her shoulder.

“Charlie.  I am ready for my punishment.  I was a bad girl.”

I saw her hairbrush on the counter. I picked it up, stood next to her, and put my arm around her waist.  I drew back and gave her ten swats with the brush.  I moved her around, so she was in front of me, and I shoved my aching member into her steaming hot cauldron   I started pumping her and she was pumping back.  I stopped but Andrea kept pounding on my rod. My cum was like a volcanic eruption.  With each stream of semen, I shot into her, she moaned in delight.

I walked into the kitchen, and it was obvious dinner was not going to be formal. Libby was naked as well.

Dinner finished; the girls told me to go to the living room.  They would join me after the dishes were washed.  Libby handed me a beer and off to the couch I went.  Good meal, cold beer, and OH, OH!!

The next thing I know, Libby is on my left side and Andrea is on my right.  They are wearing mischievous grins.  They each grab one end of my robe tie and slowly pull it until I’m fully exposed.  Andrea starts sucking me while Libby has her left breast in my mouth.  After a time, they switch and continued to switch for the next fifteen minutes or so.  Then they took my hands and pulled me from the couch and laid me on the floor. Within seconds, Libby’s warm juices are dripping into my mouth as Andrea’s wet warm pussy is engulfing my hard dick.  Each of them rocked in unison driving me insane with lust.  They switched positions again and this time, I gave myself room to fondle Andreas’ soft supple breasts. 

Finally, I grabbed Andrea’s legs so she could not get up.  I started licking her in earnest and refused to lighten my grasp.  Harder and harder she bucked rubbing her swollen clit on my mouth.  Then, it happened.  Andrea let out a long low groan and her juices began cascading from her vagina into my mouth. 

“Charlie, let me down, please.  My heart is beating so fast, so hard.  Charlie, I love you. I’ll be your good girl”

Andrea moved from being on top and lay on the floor next to me. She was breathing hard and kissing me at the same time.  She smiled and I looked down at Libby who was riding my shaft a giving it a good workout.  I couldn’t wait any longer, so I rolled her over and started sliding my cock in and out of her swollen lips she began to moan and groan.

Whatever was left in my aching balls was now squirting into Libby.  With each hot molten stream, she would moan.  I gave her all I had and collapsed beside her.  Andrea came to join us, and we lay there. We lay there for a while and then went into my bedroom, and climbed into the bed. After giving each other a long, warm kiss we drifted off to sleep.