TITLE    : Friends with Benefits Ch. 01
STORYID  : friends-with-benefits-ch-01-6
SUMMARY  : DeShawn Visits John and Becca and Meets His Daughter
AUTHOR   : JayCuck@lit
DATE     : 2013-12-08
CATEGORY : interracial-erotic-stories
FLAGS    : 
TAGS     : |hotwife|interracial|


Bethany, John and Becca's little bundle of joy, had turned into the best little alarm clock John had ever had and her little cries woke him up instantly. The bed next to him was empty, but that didn't surprise him, because he expected Becca to spend some private time with DeShawn. It was nice to have Bethany's biological father visit her and John privately hoped DeShawn would visit more often. John genuinely liked DeShawn and he sensed that DeShawn liked him as well. That was one of the reasons he wanted to make sure John and Becca had their own time together while DeShawn was visiting. 



Their little bundle of joy was upset this morning, probably hungry, and John carefully lifted her up and held her close. The smell of baby powder reached his nose and he couldn't help but hold Bethany close, enjoying her warm skin. Their changing station for Bethany was only a few steps away and John got started on the process that had become second nature by now. 



Bethany looked up at him, smiling and John couldn't resist tickling her and listening to her laugh. While he had looked forward to being a father, the depth of love he felt towards Bethany surprised him and he wasn't prepared for how deeply it affected him. The simple joy of being a parent was amazing and he couldn't imagine life without his daughter. 



Just yesterday, John had purchased an Osh Kosh B'Gosh pink outfit for Bethany and he put it on her now, smiling broadly at how cute she looked in it. 



"Hey cutie. Are you ready for some breakfast?" 



John asked his little bundle of joy, before lifting her up and carrying her into the living room. Becca was talkative this morning and while it was all gibberish, John loved to listen to her. As he walked into the living room, he saw Becca and DeShawn on the couch sleeping together, with Becca lying on top of DeShawn. John smiled at the two love birds and carefully walked into the kitchen to get Bethany's bottle.



It was impossible to do anything quietly in a kitchen and despite his best efforts; John managed to wake up both Becca and DeShawn. Becca disappeared down the hall and DeShawn moved into their little dining area and sat at the table, watching John and Bethany. 



"Hey bud. How'd you sleep last night?"



John's voice didn't contain any sarcasm or bitterness, because he liked and respected DeShawn. A guilty look passed over DeShawn's face and he looked back at John soberly. 



"Good. John, listen." He paused and glanced at Bethany. "I didn't plan last night man, it just happened." 



John smiled over at DeShawn, before arranging Bethany and giving her the bottle. Bethany locked her hands onto it and started to enjoy her breakfast. 



"DeShawn, its ok. Becca and I discussed this several times before you got here. Believe me, it's well-covered territory." 



"Cool. Thanks man."



"You're welcome DeShawn." John looked down at Bethany. "Honestly, I think I should be thanking you DeShawn." He replied seriously. "You helped us bring this beautiful little bundle of joy into our lives." 



DeShawn looked over at the happy father and little girl and a twinge of jealously flashed through him. John clearly loved the little girl, that DeShawn had fathered, and a small part of DeShawn envied John. Becca and Bethany were amazing and John had both of them; while DeShawn had to be content with a little time with Becca.



"DeSHawn?" Becca's voice reached the kitchen before she did and both men turned to look, as she walked into the kitchen in sweats and a t-shirt. She stopped to give Bethany a quick kiss on the forehead and a kiss on the cheek for John.



"Yea Becca?"



"The bathroom is all yours, if you want to take a shower." 



"Great. Thanks Becca." DeShawn got up and left, while Becca reached into the refrigerator and grabbed a jug of milk. She poured a glass for herself and sat next to John. 



"Good morning baby. How'd you sleep last night?"



"Fine. Bethany slept pretty peacefully after you fed her last night." He paused. "How did you sleep last night?" 



Becca blushed a little and looked shyly at John. "I slept good John. Are you sure you're still ok with everything?"



"Yes Becca." John's voice was patient. "I'm still fine with everything and you know I like DeShawn." Bethany was halfway finished with her bottle and both John and Becca looked down at their daughter, big smiles on their faces. 



Their house was small enough that they both heard the shower start in the bathroom. Becca finished the glass of milk and put in the sink, before walking back over and watching her husband feed their daughter. Her eyes met John and she smiled lovingly. 



"Go ahead Becca." John smiled at her winked. 



"You're sure?"



"Go. I'll take care of Bethany and get breakfast started." 



"Thanks baby. I love you so much."



"Yea Yea. Go see your boyfriend."



Becca hurried down the hallway and quickly grabbed a towel, before slipping into the bathroom. She slipped off her clothes and jumped into the shower with DeShawn; who had a surprised, but happy look on his face. Becca moved into his arms and whatever DeShawn was going to say, was quickly smothered as Becca kissed him passionately. 



Hot water streamed down on both of them, as they continued to kiss, their arms wrapped tightly around each other. Becca felt DeShawns cock rise against her leg invitingly and she couldn't resist reaching down and grasping it lightly, feeling the long, thick veiny member in her hand. DeShawn groaned softly and pulled her even more tightly against him, crushing her breasts against his chest. The light smell of vanilla filled DeShawn's nose as he ran his lips over Becca's neck. 



DeShawn broke their embrace, reached down and picked up Becca, who squealed lightly and put her arms around his neck. DeShawn smiled as he felt Becca's legs spread and he lightly pushed her against the wall, slipping his arms under her legs. Becca felt light in DeShawn's arms and in this position, his cock automatically found the entrance to her pussy. Becca was gasping as she held onto DeShawn's muscular shoulders and felt his rock hard cock brush up lightly against her wet lips. 



"Fuck Me DeShawn." Becca breathed into his ear and begged. "Please."



DeShawn smiled as he pushed inside of Becca and immediately felt her tight pussy around his cock. A loud, urgent moan burst from Becca, after he pushed just a few inches inside her. 



"God, your so big." Becca's breath was coming in short gasps, as she adjusted to DeShawn's cock. "Slowly, please, please."



DeShawn moved in and out of Becca shallowly at first, but he slowly pushed deeper with each successive thrust. Becca mewled like a kitten and DeShawn felt her fingernails scratch his back, as his cock finally sunk balls-deep into her pussy. The sweet tightness of Becca's pussy felt amazing, the scent of her skin filled his nose and DeShawn started to thrust harder into Becca, stretching and reclaiming her pussy. 



Becca felt lost in the overwhelming pleasure of DeShawn's cock and stopped trying to be quiet, she moaned with abandon as DeShawn stretched her pussy. She felt her orgasm approaching and her eyes snapped open, drinking in the sight of DeShawn's muscular black body. His muscles bulged and rippled below the smooth dark skin, as he held her against the shower wall and thrust inside her, bringing her to her first orgasm. Becca moved her head down and licked the droplets of water that beaded on his beautiful black skin, until an orgasm burst within her. 



DeShawn felt Becca buck and writhe in his arms, quivering as her first orgasm ripped powerfully through her body. Her fingernails dug into his skin painfully, but DeShawn thought it was the most erotic type of pain he'd ever felt and continued to push his large cock deep inside Becca. Their lips locked together again and Becca pushed her tongue inside DeShawns mouth hungrily and her legs clamped even harder around his waist. Becca broke the kiss a moment later and proceeded to lick his neck and shoulders again, slowly, savoring the masculine taste of his skin. 



Fatigue was slowly settling into DeShawns body and he felt his orgasm approaching like a freight train. It didn't help that Becca was running her lips over his body and licking the sensitive skin around his neck. Her pussy still gripped his cock tightly and he was rapidly losing the battle of holding back his orgasm. A sharp pain pierced his consciousness as Becca bit his ear lightly and whispered. 



"Cum in me baby. Please!" 



DeShawn finally let go and felt the sweet, powerful release of an orgasm. His breath was coming in great gasps and he felt his cock flex several times, as his cum flooded Becca's pussy. Thrusting harder, more powerfully than ever, DeShawn felt the tip of cock bump against Becca's cervix. 



"Yes, Yes. I can feel you shoot inside me, god it feels amazing." 



Becca orgasmed again, as she felt DeShawn's cock spasm inside of her. A small pain emanated from deep in her pussy, as she felt DeShawn penetrate her pussy fully and stretch it to fit his cock. She loved deep thrusting and DeShawn's cock reached deeper inside her than any of her previous lovers. Becca felt a twinge of guilt, as she instinctively compared John and DeShawn's cocks and realized that John would never fill her like DeShawn; never reach as deeply and create as much pleasure inside her as DeShawn. 



Slowly and carefully, DeShawn lowered Becca until she could stand on her own and he leaned back under the full spray of the shower. Becca stared at her black lover and couldn't help feeling more desire well up inside her. DeShawn's body was perfectly muscled and his abs stood out clearly and they seemed to force her eyes downward to his waist. The cock that provided her so much pleasure, hung between his legs, partially soft and it was huge even after he had cum inside her. It was beautiful and Becca's mouth started to water involuntarily, as thoughts of taking it into her mouth flowed through her mind.



Becca shook her head, reached over and grabbed the new bar of soap, lathering it up in her hands; before she reached over and started to wash DeShawn's chest. His eyes opened slowly and he watched silently as Becca focused on her task, slowly running the bar of soap over his body and lathering up the soap with her free hand. A few seconds passed, before Becca put the soap back in the holder and used both of her hands to slowly clean DeShawn's chest and shoulders, her eyes fixed on his skin and a small smile on her face. 



A strange feeling of submissiveness crept over Becca as she ran her hands over Deshawn's body. A strong desire to nurture and take care of the man in front of her, overwhelmed Becca and she slowly washed DeShawn from head to foot. Her hands lovingly washed and caressed his body, lingering over his cock and balls, before moving on to his muscular legs. Becca was on her knees focusing on washing his legs, when she put her hands on his hips and turned him around. She started the process all over again, with DeShawn's back and moved upwards from his legs. 



The feeling of being washed from head to foot was indescribable for DeShawn and it was as close to a religious experience as he could imagine. Becca's soft hands felt tremendous against his skin and he enjoyed seeing the beautiful white wife, focusing totally on making him happy. Her eyes alternated between his body and his eyes and a smile never left her face. 



Eventually DeShawn was completely clean and he washed his hair all by himself, while Becca held him from behind. She couldn't get enough of his body and his hard muscles made her feel so feminine, as she pressed her body against his back and ran her hands over his muscular chest and rock hard abs. 



"Want me to wash you?" DeShawn's voice broke into Becca's thoughts and he turned to face her. She shook her head and smiled back at him. "No. I just wanted to do that for you DeShawn. I love your body and I wanted to feel closer to you."



"I enjoyed it very much Becca. Thank you." 



"You're welcome." She paused and blushed a little. "I still need to clean up. You can stay if you want, but I laid a towel out for you, in case you want to get out and dry off."



DeShawn leaned forward and kissed Becca softly, before trading places with her. 



"I'll get out and let you finish your shower." He smiled. "I'd like to spend some more time with Bethany anyway."



Becca nodded and watched her muscular hunk of a boyfriend exit the shower. She stepped under the hot spray of the shower and let it play over her body. Fucking DeShawn had been fantastic and her body responded so easily to his touch and caresses, it was almost overpowering. Becca reminded herself that she was married to a great guy, who loved her very much and he was a great father. Taking a deep breath, Becca focused on moderating her feelings for DeShawn and keeping them from overwhelming her. In another world, in another place and time; Becca would have fallen hard for DeShawn and worked hard to win him as her husband, lover and father of her children. Unfortunately, that time and place were not her present reality and Becca already had a man who loved her dearly and was a truly great father to her child.







John placed Bethany in her little play crib and got started making breakfast. He had just finished getting all the ingredients together, when he heard Becca moaning, almost screaming, in the shower. John stopped to listen for a second and felt himself harden, as Becca's moans became louder and more insistent. A stab of jealousy ran through John, even though he was turned on, because he knew this was something he couldn't give Becca. He knew she loved him and he was confident in their marriage, but Becca found black men attractive and John could never satisfy that particular urge in her. 



Breakfast wasn't going to make itself and he had Bethany to watch as well, so it would be a while before he could see to his own needs. French Toast wasn't that hard to make and it was Becca's favorite, so John was finished fairly quickly. DeShawn joined him, just as he was finishing up and he put the French Toast in the oven to stay warm. The atmosphere in the kitchen was a little awkward and DeShawn sat at the table checking his smartphone. 



"French Toast ok for breakfast DeShawn?" 



"Yea man. That sounds great actually." DeShawn put his smartphone away and looked up at John, his mouth opened, then closed and he looked out the window. 



"DeShawn, it's ok man." John smiled. "Becca and I have talked about it. You don't have to feel bad or awkward around me."



"Ok." He shook his head and gave John a crooked smile. "It's just an unusual situation."



"That it is bud." John agreed and sat down across from DeShawn. 



"No kidding. John you're a rare kind of guy."



John laughed. "Y'know, Becca told me the same thing, so I guess I must be." John looked down at the table for a second. "Listen, why don't we make this easy on everyone?"



"Easy? What do you mean?"



"DeShawn, why don't you and Becca take the Master Bedroom and I'll sleep in the spare room with Bethany."



Surprise erupted on DeShawn's face as he processed what John just said and evaluated whether John was serious or not. The expression on John's face was stone cold serious and DeShawn nodded back to him. 



"John, if Becca is ok with it, then I think it's a great idea." DeShawn said sincerely. 



"Cool." A mischievous smile came over John's face. "How about we surprise Becca with it tonight?"



DeShawn laughed. "As long as I don't get my ass kicked by Becca, fine."



John extended his fist and the two guys fist-bumped each other and blew it up a little! It's a guy thing! Becca joined them a few minutes later and they all sat down (Becca sat next to John) and enjoyed breakfast. Conversation flowed easily around the table and any awkwardness was erased as they caught up on each other's lives. It was Saturday and it promised to be a hot one, so they made plans to go out to Lake Amistad and have a picnic. The lake had several pavilions, which would provide shade and the temperature of the water should be a nice and cool. 



John showered and Becca packed for the picnic. One thing most folks don't realize is how much stuff you have to pack when you have baby. It's was a ton of stuff, in addition to the food and drinks for the picnic and DeShawn ended up loading it all in the SUV. John called and reserved a pavilion for them and they were off. 



Becca wore one of her hot little bikinis, but covered with jean shorts and a t-shirt. John and DeShawn wore swimsuits and t-shirts, which was perfect lake attire. They all slid in to John and Becca's SUV and they were off. John drove and DeShawn rode shotgun, with Becca in the back with Bethany.



"DeShawn, how's the life of a combat controller been lately?"



He sighed. "Busy, way too busy as far as I'm concerned." DeShawn was silent for a moment, before continuing. "My best friend is over in the sandbox now and it's a bit frisky where he's located."



"Is he ok?" Becca asked



"Yes. He's fine." DeShawn laughed. "Marcus is made of Teflon, nothing can stick to him." 



"Well, I hope he stays safe and comes home soon." Becca added. 



"He will. He's due to rotate back in a few weeks and he'll be back on the prowl in no time." DeShawn looked over at John and then back at Becca. "Marcus is my best friend in the world, but he's a serious player."



Becca laughed. "Is that so?"



"Yea. He's my boy." DeShawn looked down for a second before continuing. "We went through training together and then got station at the same base. He's like the brother I never had and he actually pushed me to visit you guys."



"So you're an only child DeShawn?"



"Yep. My mom and dad kept trying for a brother or sister, but it never happened." He laughed. "They keep pushing me to get married again and have kids, but it doesn't make sense right now. I'm never home more than a few months and it's almost impossible to meet someone who can handle that type of lifestyle."



John nodded. "Yea that does seem tough."



"I've been married once, to a very nice lady, but it didn't work out. I was always gone and she couldn't handle the constant worrying."



"I don't think I could either DeShawn." Becca added softly. 



DeShawn nodded and looked out the window. "I get it. It's got to be hard on a woman, sitting at home worrying about your husband. Where is he? Is he coming home? What if he gets injured or worse?"



Conversation in the car died for a while, as they all processed that information. The life of any individual in a combat role, was especially hard on their families. 



"Anyway, I figure I have another few years, before I'll be ready to move into a training role or get promoted to a non-combat position."



"Are you looking forward to getting away from the action?" Becca asked.



"Hell no." DeShawn responded quickly and then looked back at her. "I'm good at what I do and I think it makes a difference. I don't want to hang up my spurs just yet."



John nodded and secretly felt thankful that DeShawns career would keep him from being a threat to his marriage. He trusted Becca implicitly, but it was reassuring to know that DeShawn was still committed to his job and not to finding a new bride, because John was sure Becca would be first on his list. 



They arrived at the lake and found the pavilion pretty easily. John drew the duty of unloading all their stuff, including a travel crib for Bethany. They setup everything and then headed down to the water, where Becca dropped her jean shorts and t-shirts and jumped into the water. The bikini she was wearing wasn't the 'see through when wet' bikini she wore to South Padre Island, but it was still a Brazilian cut bikini that showed off her curves very nicely. 



DeShawn helped John get the crib and coolers setup, so they would be ready when they got hungry. John carried Bethany down to the water and walked up to his waist and let Bethany get a little wet. She was only 7 months old, so there wasn't much Bethany could do in the water, but she smiled at John happily and kicked her legs when John dunked her to her waist. 

<hr pg="2" />Becca watched John and Bethany play in the water and tears stung her eyes a little, as she looked lovingly at her husband. While DeShawn was a gorgeous, well-muscled, beautiful black man; it was John that was there for her and Bethany every day. It was his quiet deeds and actions that made her life wonderful and complete. She wiped her eyes quickly and dived into the water, swimming strongly out to a floating dock and climbing on board to enjoy the sun. 



John caught Becca looking at him out of the corner of his eye, as he played with Bethany, and he guessed the direction of her thoughts. They had been married long enough that he could accurately guess what she was thinking and Becca had a horrible poker face, so he was usually right. Happiness welled up inside him and he ticked Bethany a little, before carrying her back to the pavilion. The Texas sun was punishing and Bethany didn't need to spend that much time out in it. 



DeShawn missed the exchange between John and Becca, because he was getting a soda, and he passed John on the way down to the water. 



"Is Bethany ok John?" He asked as they approached each other. 



"Yep. I just don't want her to get too much sun. It's not good for her, so I'll play with her up here for a while."



"Cool man. Anything I can help with?"



"Nope. I'm good. Thanks for asking."



"Cool. I'm going to go teach Becca how to swim."



John laughed. "Dude. Good luck. Becca swam in high school and she's pretty good."



DeShawn nodded confidently. "We'll see."



John made it up to the pavilion and put Bethany inside her play crib, with her favorite toys. Bethany immediately seized on a little stuffed dragon that John bought her and she smiled as she hugged it close. The dragon played a tune, when it was stretched properly, but Bethany didn't care, she just loved to hold it. 



DeShawn dropped his t-shirt next to the water and dove in, feeling the cool water play envelop his body. His strokes were powerful and he made it to the dock very quickly. Air Force Combat Controller training focused a lot of time and attention on swimming and other useful water skills. DeShawn felt completely comfortable in the water and it showed as he swam out to the dock. 



"Hey mister. Come here often?" Becca teased as DeShawn hauled himself easily out of the water. 



Becca couldn't help but feel excited as DeShawn lay down on the dock next to her. The water beaded invitingly on his dark skin as he lay back and let the hot Texas sun dry his body. Becca felt herself grow moist as she looked over at the sexy black man next to her; DeShawn's chest was perfectly proportioned and his abs were beautifully formed. She resisted the urge to run her tongue over his chest and abs.



"God you are so sexy, DeShawn." Becca exclaimed and fanned her face with her hand. 



DeShawn laughed out loud and Becca enjoyed the sound of his voice. He rolled onto his side and stared openly at Becca's body. 



"You're not so bad yourself, Becca." 



"Why thank you!"



The rest of the day passed fairly quickly, with John, Becca and DeShawn taking turns watching Bethany, while the others swam in the lake. Lunch was great, but mostly because everyone was hungry, and they headed back to John and Becca's house in the early afternoon. John called their normal babysitter and she was available, so John arranged to have Bethany watched for the evening. 



"How does a movie sound to everyone?" John asked as he put together Bethany's bottle, diapers and other stuff, for the babysitter.



"Sounds great, babe." 



Becca responded and looked over at DeShawn who nodded and smiled back at her. They exchanged a look that John missed, because he was packing Bethany's travel bag. 



"Great, tell ya what. I'll drop off Bethany at the sitters and you two pick out a movie. When I get back, we can leave." 



"Sounds great baby. Thanks for handling Bethany." Bethany smiled at John.



"You're welcome, honey buns!" I drew out the words 'honey buns' and Becca rolled her eyes at me. 



"Get the fuck out of here Johnny!!" 



Becca's voice was light and mocking, because she knew I hated to be called Johnny. John muscled Bethany's bag out to the car and then gathered Bethany carefully and buckled her into her car seat.



As soon as John was out of the driveway, Becca jumped into DeShawns lap and locked her lips onto his, with a low, urgent moan. The kiss broke just long enough for her hands to grab his t-shirt and pull it above his head quickly, while DeShawns hands massaged her breasts. Becca stood up and slipped offer her clothes with a broad smile, before kneeling in front of DeShawn and pulling down his swim trunks. His cock sprang free, already hard, and Becca's mouth covered the tip of cock, her tongue massaging the sensitive tip.



DeShawn's head rolled back and he closed his eyes, as Becca continued to suck his cock, her mouth going further and further down his rock hard shaft. DeShawn felt her cup his balls and take his entire cock down her throat, humming slightly. The pleasure was intense and he moaned loudly and he watched Becca's head bob up and down on his cock. 



"God, I love the way you suck my cock!"



Becca looked up at DeShawn, the tip of his cock still in her mouth, and she winked at him. She popped the cock out of her mouth and licked the tip with a naughty smile.



"I love sucking your beautiful cock baby." 



"Hmmmm. You are such a slut. You're my little queen of spades slut, aren't you?"



Becca nodded as she ran her tongue up the side of his cock. 



"I'm only your slut baby."



DeShawn put his hands on her head and forced her head down on his cock and started to pull her head up and down on his cock. Taking control of her head turned him on immensely and he felt his orgasm building. 



Becca placed her hands on DeShawns legs and focused on taking all of his cock in her mouth. DeShawns strong hands pushed her head down on his cock forcefully and she felt herself get even wetter. It was extremely erotic to be controlled by her beautiful, strong black boyfriend and she loved feeling his hard cock pass over her lips and down her throat. 



Becca's white skin and blonde hair contrasted erotically against his darker skin and DeShawn couldn't take his eyes off his personal queen of spades. Despite his best efforts, DeShawn felt his body push past the point of no return and his cum spurted forcefully into Becca's mouth. She lips pressed tightly around his cock and she swallowed quickly as DeShawns seed filled her mouth. 



Becca coult tell DeShawn was getting close and she felt his cock harden against her lips. DeShawn pushed more of his cock inside her throat and slowly pulled her head back. Fortunately they timed it right and DeShawn filled her mouth with his tasty cream and Becca swallowed it happily, without spilling it or choaking. Pleasing DeShawn made her very happy and Becca took pride in her ability to suck cock, especially DeShawn's big, beautiful cock. 



DeShawn's chest was rising and falling quickly, as he recovered from another amazing blow job, courtesy of his white princess. Becca smiled up at him, gathered her clothes and went to the bedroom to change. DeShawn watched her gorgeous, sexy ass walk away and he pulled his swim trunks up and ran his hands over his head. 



<i>She's married dude and you like her husband, </i>DeShawn reminded himself. 



He waited a few minutes, before walking into his room and changing his clothes. Becca occupied his thoughts and he couldn't help wondering what his life would be like, if she were in it permanently. It was a fantasy, for a lot of reasons, but DeShawn's brain was working overtime trying to find a way for Becca to be in his life on a more permanent basis. Eventually he gave up the fantasy, finished dressing and went out to the living room and turned on the TV. 



John returned home and found DeShawn watching TV and he gave him a short nod, before heading into the master bedroom to change. 



"Hey babe." John said to Becca as he walked into their closet. 



"Hey." Becca was changing into one outfit, before changing her mind and trying on another outfit. "Did everything go ok with Bethany?"



"Yep." He slipped on a pair of jeans and looked over at Becca. "Is everything ok with DeShawn?"



"I think so, why?" 



"Just curious. He seemed kind of quiet when I came back."



"Ah. Well, he's probably just tired and the blow job I gave him after you left, probably took the energy right out of him."



Becca said it so matter of factly, that it didn't register with John at first. When it finally did sink in, the double-take John did was priceless and Becca couldn't help but laugh. 



"Damn." John said after a full minute of silence. "Can I get one of those?"



Becca laughed and pushed her husband up against the wall. 



"Yes. I was hoping you'd ask."



She slid down and opened John's pants slowly, freeing his cock and taking it into her mouth completely. Becca loved her husband and that included his penis, but she couldn't help but compare it to DeShawns and unfortunately John suffered by comparison. Becca moved her head quickly, taking all of John's cock easily into her mouth and running her tongue slowly around the head. John moaned loudly and Becca could tell her husband was close. She cupped his balls lightly and thrust her head down on his cock, just as John released into her mouth. Becca swallowed all of John's cum easily and smiled up at him. 



"I love you John." She said sincerely. 



John's chest was heaving and he looked down at his beautiful wife. 



"I love you too Becca. Thank you."



"You're welcome. Now let's go see a movie."



John nodded tiredly, re-fastened his pants and picked out a new shirt to wear. Becca finally found an outfit she liked and she applied some make up, put her hear up in a ponytail and announced that she was ready. 



They made it to the theater just in time to catch the opening previews, but unfortunately the theater was pretty full and they couldn't find three seats together. As a result, John told Becca and DeShawn to sit together and he found a single seat near the front. 



The movie was the newest comic book superhero movie and it was really good. John watched the entire movie, without trying to check on Becca and DeShawn. Honestly, it wouldn't have done much good anyway, because John was in the very front of the theater and the two lovebirds were almost in the back. When the movie ended, John found Becca and DeShawn waiting outside for him. 



"What did you think?" 



John asked DeShawn excitedly. 



"It was great. The action was good and the special effects were amazing."



John agreed and they started to talk about the action sequences, while Becca rolled her eyes. She seemed a little miffed and she walked in front of them, on their way back to their car. 



"What's up with Becca? Did you two fight?"



DeShawn laughed. 



"No. She wanted to fool around, but I wanted to watch the movie, so I think she's a little pissed off." He looked over at John. "She has a temper doesn't she?"



John couldn't help but laugh. 



"Oh. You have no idea."



They headed back to John and Becca's home, where John made them all snacks. He confirmed with the sitter that she was ok with Bethany spending the night and he arranged to pick her up in the morning. John, DeShawn and Becca all sat around the TV, munching lightly on popcorn, chips and salsa talking and watching TV. 



John eventually winked at DeShawn as Becca yawned and stretched on the couch. 



DeShawn nodded got up and grabbed Becca's hand, helping her to her feet and kissed her softly. 



"Come with me." DeShawns voice was low, filled with lust and he pulled gently on her hand.



"Are we going to your room?" Becca's voice was confused. 



"No. John is sleeping in the spare bedroom." He looked into Becca's eyes. "You and I are sleeping in the master bedroom for the remainder of my visit."



Becca's eyes opened wide in surprise and she looked over at John, who nodded back at her and smiled. 



DeShawn bent down quickly and picked Becca up. The muscles on his arms bulged as he held Becca easily and pulled her against him tightly. 



"You're mine Becca." 



Becca looked into his eyes and lowered her head against his chest. 



"Yours." She whispered. 



John watched them disappear down the hallway into the master bedroom. A tangled web of emotions grew hot in Johns chest, as second thoughts coursed through his brain. He knew that Becca needed this time with DeShawn and he wanted her to be happy. Becca's attraction to black men was very strong and the fact that DeShawn had fathered her child, resulted in an especially strong bond with DeShawn. Prior to DeShawn's visit, John and Becca had many discussions about this topic and John was confident that Becca would always choose him in the end. It was a matter of trust for John and he trusted Becca. It was that simple. It wasn't easy, but it was that simple. 



DeShawn didn't waste any time, once he stepped inside the master bedroom, and he closed the door with his foot and lightly tossed Becca onto the bed. He stood next to the bed and slipped out of his clothes, while Becca just watched him. 



"God you're gorgeous." Becca whispered, as DeShawn finally stood next to the bed, his muscular body fully naked. His cock was half erect and Becca's eyes locked on it, her mouth starting to water slightly. 



"You like what you see Becca?"



"Yes." 



"Then get over here." 



DeShawn reached down and held his cock out to Becca, who didn't need any more encouragement. She slid over and rolled onto her stomach, taking DeShawns cock into her mouth and sucking hungrily. Her hands found his hips and she held them tightly, while her mouth continued to lick and suck DeShawn's beautiful cock. 



A big smile broke out on DeShawn's face as he watched his little white slut, suck his cock with abandon. Becca was a true queen of spades, a woman who loved black cock and she belonged to DeShawn. He stepped back abruptly and his cock popped out of Becca's mouth. Confusion and disappointment flashed over Becca's face, as she looked up at DeShawn.



"Get Naked." 



He uttered just two words, but the command in them was unmistakable and Becca leapt to comply immediately. She rolled off the bed and hurried to get out of her clothes. A few seconds later, Becca stood naked before DeShawn, her chest heaving and her pussy soaked with desire. 



A confident smile crossed DeShawns face as he viewed his possession. DeShawn turned her quickly, so that she faced the bed and he pushed her upper body down, gently, but powerfully. Becca gasped as she felt his strong hands push her head down, so that her upper body rested on the bed, while her ass and pussy remaining open to DeShawn. Bent over at the waist, Becca felt exposed, vulnerable and hugely excited, as she waited for DeShawn to use her, to take what he wanted from her. 



DeShawn's cock was fully erect and he couldn't wait to bury it inside of Becca, but he wanted more; he wanted total control of his slut. DeShawn reached forward and found Becca's hands, which he promptly moved behind her back, holding her tiny wrists together with one hand. He was able to hold her hands behind her back with one hand, while positioning his cock against her pussy with the other. She was wet, very wet and DeShawn smiled as her pussy lips drenched the tip of his cock as he moved it up and down over her pussy lips, while Becca moaned in anticipation. 



DeShawn thrust inside of Becca powerfully and sank his entire cock inside her, in a single thrust. He held himself fully inside her and pushed her head down against the mattress, muffling the load moan that burst from her. This wasn't about Becca's pleasure and it wasn't about being intimate with each other. DeShawn was fucking her solely for himself. He was using his little snow bunny as a slut, using her as a queen of spades should be used; to satisfy a powerful black man. He smiled triumphantly as he heard her moan and felt her push back against his him, trying desperately to get more of his cock inside her. Becca's pussy fit his cock perfectly and he loved the nice, tight feel of her sugar walls, around his black shaft. 



Slowly DeShawn pulled his cock out of Becca, leaving only the tip insider her. He hesitated, watching his little white slut writhe on the bed, trying to push herself back and get more of his cock. Becca was moaning into the thick comforter, begging for more, almost crying in desperation for more of DeShawn's cock. Her body quivered in anticipation and DeShawn waited only a moment longer, before he thrust back inside her. Another moan escaped Becca and DeShawn could feel her surrender through his cock. He owned her now, she was his willing possession and he could do whatever he wanted to her. 



He was in complete and total control now and DeShawn quickened his pace, thrusting hard each time, before slowly withdrawing, only to ram his cock inside her again. The slow, hard pace he was setting drove Becca wild and her moans never stopped. DeShawns thrusts drove her up on the balls of her feet, as he claimed her pussy. 



Despite his best efforts, DeShawn could feel his orgasm building and he couldn't hold it back any longer. He released Becca's hands and she braced herself on the bed, while DeShawn clamped his hands onto her hips and drove his cock into her pussy, harder and faster. 



The sweet explosion of an orgasm burst from his cock and he felt his cum jet powerfully into Becca's pussy. The orgasm rocked his body and he continued to push his cock as deeply as possible into her womb. Privately he hoped he was getting her pregnant again, because this was the woman who should bear his children. 



It took a few minutes for both DeShawn and Becca to catch their breaths. Finally, DeShawn backed away from Becca and his cock left her pussy with a little pop and he moved over and let himself fall back on the bed. It felt like a flood of cum left Becca's pussy as soon as DeShawn pulled his cock out and Becca moved quickly to the bathroom to get a towel. DeShawn always came in buckets it seemed and tonight was no exception. If she hadn't started birth controls pills again, Becca was certain she would be pregnant with DeShawn's second child. It was a thought that made her feel warm and feminine inside. 



Becca kept the towel between her legs and carefully walked back into the bedroom. She brought DeShaswn a hand towel for his cock and also a wash cloth, to clean up the cum that landed on the floor. Becca paused and gazed at the strong black man laying on his back; his body was amazing and his muscles stood out clearly. The smooth dark skin seemed to outline each muscle group and they shined beautifully in the dimly lit room. 



"What are you looking at?" DeShawn's voice interrupted her thoughts and Becca realized she had been staring at him. 



"I'm looking at a beautiful, strong, gorgeous black man." She said sincerely. "He's an amazing lover, strong but gentle, and he's very gifted." She smiled at him and winked. 



"Hmmm. Thank you." DeShawn motioned with his hands. "Now get in bed with me gorgeous."



Becca climbed in bed and they both arranged themselves so that they were laying normally on the bed. They slid under the covers and Becca moved over, laying her head on DeShawn's beautiful chest and letting her hands roam over his stomach. 



"I like the way you touch me Becca." DeShawn said seriously. "It feels really nice."



"I love your body." She giggled and ran her fingers over his abs. "I can't seem to get enough of it." 



DeShawn laughed and wriggled against her touch. 



"That tickles baby."



"Sorry. I didn't realize a big strong, combat controller like yourself was ticklish." 



Becca's tone was playful, but she stopped and simply rested her hand on his stomach. 



"There's a lot about me you don't know Becca." 

<hr pg="3" />The tone of DeShawn's voice was anything but playful and Becca raised her head and looked at him closely. His eyes were serious and he looked up at Becca, his hand rising to stroke her blonde hair. Becca wasn't sure what to say, so she remained silent, content to simply drink in the gorgeous man sharing her bed. 



"Becca, I...." 



DeShawn's mouth closed, then opened again, but closed again almost immediately. He shook his head slightly and looked away from Becca. Emotions that he wasn't familiar with, flowed through him and he wasn't sure it was a good idea to say what he was thinking, out loud. He felt Becca's fingers on his face and she gently turned pulled on his chin, until their eyes met. 



"DeShawn, it's ok. You don't have to talk or try and explain anything." She leaned down and kissed him tenderly. "Just be with me tonight."



Becca's eyes were smoldering with lust and DeShawn pulled her to him and kissed her passionately. The afterglow of sex, quickly turned into the burning fires of desire for both Becca and DeShawn. Their lips found each other and their hands moved over the sensitive parts of their bodies, reigniting the flames of passion for both of them. 



DeShawn rolled Becca underneath him and slowly entered her, taking his time, and enjoying the smooth silky feeling of her. This time wasn't urgent and there wasn't a trace of dominance or submission in their actions. The passion had cooled from a bonfire to a warm, gentle heat that enveloped both of them. DeShawn pushed inside Becca, enjoying the feel of her fingernails on his back and the way her hips pushed up to meet his thrusts. Tenderly, he moved down and took her nipple into his mouth, while holding himself inside of her, but with several inches left to go. Becca cried out as the pleasure surged through her and she pulled DeShawn's head down against her chest. The smell of vanilla entered DeShawn's nose again, as he moved over to the other nipple, taking it into his mouth and biting down gently. Becca's body shuddered underneath him and he pushed completely inside her, feeling his cock bump against her cervix. 



Becca was hungry for more of DeShawn and she couldn't wait for him to push inside her again. The pleasure of DeShawns cock was overpowering and his gentle, passionate approach this time broke through her emotional barriers. When she felt his mouth on her nipple, Becca gave herself completely to Deshawn, as another beautiful orgasm ripped through her body. The hard passionate fucking they'd done earlier, had given way to tender, gentle lovemaking that surprised Becca. 



Tender caresses and soft kisses flowed freely, as DeShawn and Becca continued to explore one another. They switched positions and Becca rode DeShawn slowly, smiling down at him tenderly, while she enjoyed every inch of his manhood. When his hands found her breasts again, Becca arched her back, enjoying the sensations his strong hands created in her body. 



As inevitable as the sunrise, DeShawn felt his orgasm building inside him again. He didn't want to finish with Becca on top of him, so he tenderly moved her onto her back again. His hands moved over her smooth, muscled legs slowly and he moved them apart. DeShawn mounted her again, spreading her legs apart and keeping them in the crook of his elbows. This position allowed him to penetrate her deeply, while still keeping their faces close together and he leaned down and kissed Becca passionately. As his orgasm neared, he couldn't help but push inside Becca harder and faster, the gentleness of their lovemaking pushed aside as his body hungered for relief. 



Becca sensed the change in DeShawn and reached down to grasp his ass and pull him against her. She loved the hard, passionate, deep thrusting that DeShawn had transitioned to and she wanted to feel him cum inside of her again. DeShawn gave a long, low groan and pushed powerfully inside her and Becca felt his cock release inside of her. An unexpected orgasm burst from Becca at the same time. The pleasure of feeling DeShawn orgasm on top of her, had brought her to another orgasm. It was a powerfully feminine feeling and her hands moved up to his back, holding him tightly against her. The strong muscles of his back felt amazing to her hands and she loved the feeling of his chest against hers. 



DeShawn collapsed on top of Becca and caught his breath. He felt her lips press against his chest, neck and shoulders, as Becca softly kissed him all over. A smile broke out on his face, as he felt her soft lips trace his collarbone and he rose up on his elbows to look at her. 



"Becca you are amazing. You know that?"



She beamed up at him and hugged him tightly, before loosening her hold on him. 



"I'm glad you think so. I think you're pretty amazing yourself."



DeShawn smiled and gently rolled off her and lay on his back. Becca reached over the side of the bed for the towel she'd used earlier and used it again to clean up. 



"Ugh. You have a lot of stuff, DeShawn." Becca complained lightly. 



"Sorry baby. It's a black thing."



Becca laughed and got out of bed, heading for the bathroom. She cleaned up, washed her face and brushed her teeth, before heading back to bed with DeShawn. Just as she was getting into bed, he went to clean up as well and Becca did a quick survey of the sheets. Surprisingly there wasn't really a wetspot on the bed, so she didn't have to change the sheets. She did however, decide to put on some sexy, thong underwear and climb back into bed, waiting for her man to join her again. 



<i>My man? </i>Becca thought to herself. <i>Just for a few more days Becca. Don't forget to guard your heart and remember your husband and beautiful daughter.</i>



It was so easy to let go and throw caution to the wind when she was with DeShawn, but she couldn't allow herself that luxury. Becca reminded herself that was able to be with DeShawn, only because of her generous and understanding husband. John trusted her and he deserved to have that trust rewarded. Becca took a deep breath and refocused her mind on the totality of her situation. 



DeShawn felt a subtle change in Becca when he climbed back into bed with her. She smiled at him warmly, but it wasn't the same and he had a good idea why. 



"Everything ok Becca?"



"Yes. Everything's fine." She ran her hand over his chest again. "You're a very special man Deshawn and an amazing lover." 



"But?"



Becca looked at him seriously. "You know the 'but' DeShawn." 



He sighed and nodded his head. 



"Yea. I know the 'but' and he's a really nice guy."



"Yes he is and he's a wonderful husband and father."



DeShawn rolled onto his side facing Becca. 



"Do you want me to go back to my room?"



Becca smiled naughtily at him.



"Hell no. I only have you for a few days and I plan on enjoying every minute of it." 



DeShawn laughed. "Good. So do I."



Becca patted his chest. "Then get some sleep gorgeous, because I'm going to wear you out again in the morning."



John smiled as he made his way back out to the living room. He'd overheard the final conversation between Becca and DeShawn and his heart was so happy it was almost bursting. The situation with DeShawn had created a ton of anxiety for him, but now he felt happy and secure in his marriage. He shook his head, as he considered the situation and how any husband could feel secure, when his wife was fucking another man in their marital bed. It was a weird situation, but it worked for everyone and the sight of DeShawn fucking Becca made Johns cock painfully hard. 



John grabbed a hand towel out of their half-bath and quickly jerked his cock to orgasm. The memory of Becca's white legs spread wide for DeShawn as he thrust inside of her powerfully were seared into Johns brain. It was these memories that brought him to an orgasm and his hips bucked uncontrollably against the towel in his hands. Quietly, he put the towel into the clothes hamper, reminding himself to do the laundry tomorrow and he went back to the couch to sleep. He considered sleeping in the spare bedroom, but all of DeShawns stuff was in there and the couch was just as comfortable. He replayed the conversation with Becca and DeShawn in his mind, as he drifted off to sleep. 



Becca woke early the next morning and gazed over at DeShawn's, watching his chest rise and fall slowly as he slept. A slow smile crept over her face, as memories of last night replayed themselves in her head and she felt her pussy moisten. He was so gorgeous and she was tempted to wake him up with a little oral sex, but she resisted the urge. She carefully got out of bed, checked the spare bedroom before walking to the living room and checking on her husband. 



She stared down at John. He was very good-looking and the love she felt for him, welled up inside her and she leaned forward and kissed his cheek gently. Her fingers ran through his hair and he opened his eyes and stretched on the couch. 



"Good morning sunshine." Becca whispered. 



"Hey babe. Good morning. How are you?" 



John asked as his eyes devoured Becca. She was naked, except for some sexy thong underwear and she smiled at John as she followed his train of thought. 



"I'm good baby. Do you like what you see?"



"Like it? No." He winked at her. "I love it Becca. I love it from nose to toes, baby."



"Good answer. Mr. Man."



"So what's up? Want me to get breakfast started?"



Becca shook her head. "No. I was wondering if you wouldn't mind picking up Bethany. I miss her."



John nodded and checked the clock. It was 7:30, which was a little early, but he knew their sitter would be up with Bethany already, so he nodded to Becca. 



"Thank you baby. Will you also swing by Dunkin Donuts?"



"Anything else?" He laughed. 



"Please baby? Please?"



"Ok Ok. I'll get dressed in a second." He swept the blanket back from the couch and stood up, his morning erection was painfully obvious. 



"I'll take care of that later." Becca laughed and flicked it with her finger. 



"You better missy."



John got dressed, cleaned up a bit and headed out the door. Since Dunkin Donuts was farther away, he'd start there and pick up Bethany on the way back. It shouldn't take that long and he wanted some donuts as well, so it was a good idea. He also suspected Becca and DeShawn wanted a little bit more private time and that was ok with him as well. 



Becca had slipped on a t-shirt, while John was getting ready and she gave him a little kiss on his way out the door. She watched him get into the car and drive off, before she ripped the t-shirt off and headed back into the master bedroom. 



DeShawn was still sleeping and Becca stopped to stare at him again for a minute. He was absolutely gorgeous and his dark skin contrasted nicely against the cream colored sheets and blankets. Slowly and carefully, Becca drew the blankets back from his body and lowered her head down to his cock. A quick smile crossed her face as she realized DeShawn had his morning erection as well. It was a nice little quirk that most men got every morning and it was up to the woman, whether or not she wanted to have fun with it or not. This morning Becca decided to have a lot of fun with DeShawn's morning "wood" and she ran her tongue across the tip of his cock. 



The salty taste was exquisite and she loved the smell of sex; that lingered on his cock and balls. Becca lowered her head further and took half of his cock into her mouth, enjoying the hard, smooth, veiny texture of it and running her tongue along the sides. She glanced up to see DeShawn wide awake, his hands behind his head and a big smile on his face. Becca loved his dimples and she winked at him as she lowered her head again, taking all of his cock into her mouth and throat. His cock was completely covered in saliva and it slid deliciously in and out of her mouth as she focused on giving DeShawn the best blowjob of his life. Her efforts were rewarded with a groan and she felt his hips push his cock upwards. Becca cupped his balls her hands and pushed down on his cock, humming lightly when she had it all in her mouth. She knew DeShawn loved that sensation and it usually brought him close to an orgasm. 



Becca's talent was rewarded with another groan and her experience with DeShawn proved right again, as his cock grew even harder in her mouth. 



"Here I cum Becca." DeShawn gasped. 



Hot cum blasted inside Becca's mouth and she quickly swallowed the rich, creamy juice, savoring the taste and texture. She kept her mouth locked on his cock, until DeShawn gently moved her head up and away from his cock, with a heavy, contented sigh. 



"Wow. What a great way to wake up." 



Becca laughed and sat on the end of the bed. 



"I'm glad you liked it." She looked down at DeShawn. "How do you like your shower baby? I'll get it ready for you." 



"I like it hot, almost scalding Becca." 



Becca nodded and left to get the shower running. A few minutes later, she returned and pulled him to his feet. DeShawn let her pull him out of bed and he walked behind her to the bathroom. She stopped and pulled back the shower curtain. 



"Get in. I'm going to lay out some clothes for you."



"Wow. Ok. Thank you."



"You're welcome." Becca looked up at him. "Coffee sound good?"



"It sounds great."



"Cream and sugar?"



"No, black is fine."



Becca slowly looked him over from head to toe, a smile lighting up her face. 



"Yes it is!"



She laughed and left the bathroom. DeShawn shook his head and reminded himself to play the lottery, because he had to be the luckiest guy on the planet today. He enjoyed the shower and found a hot, steaming cup of coffee sitting on the sink in the bathroom. Becca appeared intent to take care of him today and he didn't see any reason to argue. When he went into the spare bedroom, he found the clothes Becca laid out for him and it looked like she'd ironed his clothes as well. 



DeShawn got dressed and wandered out into the living room to find Becca cleaning up in the kitchen. He sat down on the couch and watched her for a minute, enjoying the view of the beautiful and sexy white wife, before she realized he was there. Their eyes met and Becca gave him a beautiful, but slightly embarrassed smile. 



"Good morning handsome. Need a refill?"



"No. I'm good thank you Becca."



She nodded and continued to clean up the kitchen. DeShawn turned on the TV and got caught up on ESPN sportscenter. The sound of car doors closing announced John's return and Becca and DeShawn met him at the door. 



"Hey guys. Can one of you take Bethany and I'll go back and get the donuts?"



"Sure." DeShawn reached forward and took the baby carrier from John, carrying the wide-awake Bethany into the living room. 



Becca followed her husband back out the car and gave him a kiss as he retrieved the donuts. John smiled at her and handed her the box of donuts. 



"Did you make any coffee?"



"Absolutely baby."



"Good. I was going to get some at the Donut shop, but I figured you'd already made some and I'm glad I was right."



Becca leaned into her husband's body as they walked up the sidewalk to the front door. Just before John reached the front steps, Becca pulled on his hand, stopping him and he turned to look down at his wife. 



"John, I love you baby." 



Becca's voice was soft, serious and she looked into her husband's eyes, hoping he would see her sincerity reflected in them. A small smile crossed Johns face and he stroked Becca's cheek lightly with his fingers. 



"I love you to Becca. I worry about losing you to DeShawn, so it's really nice to hear you say you love me."



"You won't lose me John. I'll stay with you for as long as you want me as your wife."



John's smile grew even larger. 



"So forever then."



Becca laughed softly. 



"Yes John. Forever."



John and Becca entered the house holding hands and smiling and DeShawn looked up from playing with Bethany. 



"Hey guys. Are those the donuts Becca promised?"



John held up the box with a triumphant smile. 



"Yea buddy."



The three of them gathered around the table and enjoyed the exquisite taste of fried dough and sugary icing. Bethany sat on Johns lap and enjoyed a little of the sugary goodness, a big smile breaking out on her face. Becca passed around a gallon of milk and all was right with the world. Personally DeShawn preferred Krispy Kreme donuts, but he had to admit that Dunkin Donuts made an acceptable donut. 



When the last donut had been claimed and they'd all had enough coffee, John took Bethany to the living room and they played with her favorite toys. Becca handled the dishes again and DeShawn stepped outside to check his voicemail. He stepped back inside almost immediately and his entire body language had changed. The relaxed and happy DeShawn had been replaced by the hard, combat tested airman. As John looked over at DeShawn, he got the distinct feeling that a predator had just woken up hungry. 



"Guys. I need to go." 



DeShawn's voice was serious and it contained a note of urgency that was unfamiliar to John and Bethany. 



"Go where?" Becca asked confused. 



"Florida." DeShawn replied curtly. "I just got a voicemail from my CO and our unit is being put on standby."



"I thought you were on leave though DeShawn." John asked 



"I am John." His voice was harsh and he took a deep breath before continuing. "I'm sorry, it's just that I can be back in Florida in 18 hours, maybe sooner, and I'm not going to let me team go without me, if I can help it."



John and Becca exchanged a glance and they both looked back at DeShawn and nodded back at him. 



"What can we do for you?" John asked. 



"Can you help me pack?"



"Absolutely." 



Becca took over watching Bethany and John followed DeShawn in to the spare bedroom. It didn't take long to gather and pack his things and within 20 minutes they were all saying good bye. John shook his hand and wished him well, before taking Bethany into the house and leaving Becca and DeShawn to say good bye. 



A few minutes later, Becca came in the house crying softly and fell into Johns arms. He felt her body shudder as she dealt with DeShawn's abrupt departure and he held her against him tightly. 



"It's ok Baby. DeShawn is going to be fine."



Becca nodded her head against his chest and snuggled against John even tighter. They held each other until Bethany decided she needed something and started crying.



John watched Becca with more than a little concern, as she busied herself with taking care of Bethany. DeShawns departure shook both of them and even though John liked DeShawn, a part of him was relieved he was gone. John sensed that the bond between Deshawn and Becca was growing and he felt it was only a matter of time before that bond grew into something that would end his marriage.



The rest of the day passed pretty quietly for both John and Becca. They focused on taking care of Bethany, cleaning up their house and checking in with their friends who lived nearby. Since DeShawn was gone, there was no reason for them to stay on leave, so they both decided to go back to work the next day. 



The night was warm and a little muggy, but they decided to sit out in the back yard and share a bottle of wine. Bethany was content to play in her little crib and John and Becca made small talk about going back to work. Their conversation was light and they both made a valiant effort to avoid dealing with the 800lb elephant sitting on the patio with them. Eventually though their efforts became transparent and pathetic and John finally had enough. 



"Becca are you ok?"



Becca looked down at her lap for a minute before answering.



"Yes. I'm fine John. I just wasn't ready for DeShawn to leave so quickly."



"Are we ok Becca?"



Becca looked over at John sharply, her eyes narrowing a little. 



"John, yes we are fine." 



"Hey. Don't get mad at me, because I'm worried about our marriage Becca."

<hr pg="4" />Becca sighed and took a sip of wine, shaking her head. "I'm sorry. You're right." She leaned over and took John's hand. "We're fine honey. I love you and I'm not going to leave you." She sighed. "I just miss him."



"I miss him too baby. He's a great guy."



Becca looked at John, her eyes searching his face. 



"Do you think we'll ever see him again?"



John hesitated, because he knew what Becca wanted to hear from him, but he decided on the truth. 



"I don't know Becca. I honestly don't know."

