THE NEVER-ENDING BUFFET

                   Chapter 6

When my doorbell rang, I looked out and saw Carla standing there.
She looked like she had been crying. I opened the door wider and
ushered her in.

“Hello Carla, what can I do for you?”

“I need to talk to you Walter. There are a few things you need to
know about me before we get anymore intimate.”

“I shaved your pussy and dove into it head first, we aren’t going
to get much more intimate than that Carla.”

“You know what I mean Walter, before we start dating and you get
romantic with me. I just want you to know that you don’t have to
be nice to me to get the other women. I know that I’m not as
pretty or slim as they are. I won’t say anything and you can just
fuck me if you want to.”

“I think you already know that that won’t fly Carla, but I’ll
tell you anyway.” I guess I know now why these women wanted a
kind voice and gentle touch. I figure that at some point I will
find out just how all of my birds had been damaged. If Jennifer
and Mika had not prepared me, I might have run off. Tonight would
be Carla’s time. “You are lovely. I love how soft and fulsome you
are, and your breasts show that you have given life to several
children and they are the more beautiful for it. You look like a
mother should look; round and bouncy. I like how your hips roll
when you walk and that you show a very nice cleavage in your
dress. I saw some scarring, but that doesn’t hurt either, at
least not to me. I would be very happy to show off with you on my
arm at any restaurant in the city and get envious stares from all
the men. I know you to be sweet and kind, or the other women
would not love you as they do. Now what is this really about?”

“I am a bad wife; I drove my husband away and made him leave me.”

“I sincerely doubt that, tell me the whole story.”

“Okay, but know that this is hard on me, it is not a pretty
story.”

“I’m beginning to realize that most of you who have adopted me
have some very bad stories, but I have to know about them to keep
from making mistakes and causing pain. Come on over and sit with
me and tell me all about it Carla.”

I led her to the couch, sat her next to me, and put my arm around
her very warm, soft shoulders to pull her into me.

“My father knew Juan’s father and they put us together to get
married. I was content as this was about as good as I could
expect. Juan was not much for romance, but he was not really
cruel either, I was there to cook and clean and to bear him sons.
I gave him four sons, and then there was a time when he did not
come to me very often. I know now that he was seeing another
woman, but I did not know it then. On one of the few times he was
with me, I guess his mistress was busy or on the rag, he gave me
my Carmelita. When she was born he was furious. He accused me of
sleeping around and swore that she was not his child. That is
when things changed, and he became mean. Carmelita and I could do
nothing right and he started to beat me. When Carmelita was 6 he
put me into the hospital, and that was when I met Jennifer. She
didn’t know that my injuries were from spouse abuse, because I
was ashamed and did not tell her.”

“Jennifer had to come to the house to check on me a few times and
we became friends. She kept coming around and met Juan’s little
brother Julio. To my undying shame I did not warn her about him
and let them get married. When he had their marriage annulled, I
knew that she was not the problem, but it was too late by then.
At least he did not beat her the way that Juan did me.”

I was sure that Jennifer knew exactly how Carla had come by her
injuries and had scheduled the home visits for that very reason.

“Jennifer and I stayed friends, but when Carmelita was 14 I saw
Juan looking at her and I heard him comment to Julio that since
she was not his child there would be no incest involved. The next
time he beat me I intentionally made him very mad and when the
ambulance came for me I swore out a complaint and had him put in
jail.”

“My family disowned me and I had to move out of the neighborhood
because I was shunned. I was able to tell my mother what
happened, but my father will never forgive me. The boys all went
with their dad and I got Carmelita because he didn’t want her. He
has skipped out on all support for us; it is a good thing that I
get paid well as a legal secretary, although I lost some
customers who would not talk to me because of Juan.”

“That all sounds like you did right. I am proud of you for
standing up for your daughter. Speaking of your daughter, where
is she?”

“She is at home; I often leave her by herself, now that she is
over 16. Hell, she’ll be moving into stage two of her graduated
driver’s license soon and can be out at all hours of the night.
She will be okay for the hour or so I intended to be here.”

“Can we go and get her? She can use Melissa’s room, I would like
for you to stay the night Carla; unless you don’t want to be with
me?”

“That is something else I needed to let you know, I can call her
to come over as we live just across the street. When Amy gave me
your address, I knew that I had seen you and Melissa before.
Carmelita and Melissa already know each other.”

“You mean that Carmelita is little Lita? She and Mel used to talk
all the time. You poor thing, the boys must be all over her, she
is completely beautiful.”

“She turns them all away. Her father scared her of men so much
that she won’t date. She saw what he did to me and she knew what
he had in mind for her. I hate him most for that.”

“And well you should. He needs to be glad that I didn’t know you
then. I will not stand for that kind of behavior. Let me know if
he ever tries to contact you or Carmelita. Are you ashamed for
her to know what we were going to do tonight?”

“No, I am not ashamed, I don’t know what she will think, but I am
in no way ashamed to be with you. I’ll call her and have her come
over. I would like to spend the night with you.”

“That’s good, because after Sharon stayed with me Saturday night
I find that I really miss having a warm body next to me when I
wake up.”

Carla picked up her cell phone and after a short conversation
convinced her daughter to pack a small bag for the both of them
and to come over to Melissa’s house.

As we waited, Carla and I got into a very intense make out
session. I was busy exploring	her soft tits and nibbling on her
ear when the doorbell sounded. Carla hastily got up and tried to
straighten her clothes as she went to let her daughter in.
Carmelita was even more beautiful than I remembered. She was just
about five and a half feet of pure Latin beauty. Carmelita was a
good name as her complexion was the same as Kraft milk caramels.
Her bearing was straight and her wavy dark hair just reached to
the firm rise of very pointy tits, un-encased in a bra, and led
down to a narrow waist and then flared to the beginning of
smooth, long legs any Rockette would be proud of. Her tube top,
tight shorts and sandals left very little to my imagination. She
looked at her mom, then at me and smiled.

“Is Mr. Simmons to be your new lover mama? Melissa always said
that he was a fine gentleman who deserved a good woman. She was
very concerned for him, as I was for you. I am glad mama, it has
been years since you dumped that asshole and it is far past time
for you to live again.”

“No Lita, it is not quite like that. I will be staying tonight
with Walter, but he is not my boyfriend, not per say. He is going
to date all of the women in my support group. I actually am the
last to get to spend time with him. He was with Sharon on
Saturday and Mary and Leimomi on Sunday.”

“He is dating all seven of them? That is really strange mama,
what brought this about?”

Carla then proceeded to tell Lita about the last week and all the
events preceding it. She also let her know about Melissa moving
in with Mary and how the pregnancy was going. As she slowly wound
down, I had to interject myself.

“You would think you two never talk, but please leave the rest of
it till tomorrow. I have to work in the morning and an old man
like me needs his rest, may I show you where to bunk down
Carmelita?”

I led her to Melissa’s room and as I was about to leave her Lita
gave me a hug.

“Thank you for giving mama care and consideration Mr. Simmons.
Papa made her feel so bad for the last years, and she deserves
some joy.”

I returned to Carla and we went to my bedroom. We both undressed
and met under the covers. Carla seemed to have no trouble keeping
her mound shaved. When I rubbed it she was very smooth. When I
went to lick that smooth pussy Carla tried top pull me back up.

“You don’t need to do that Walter; I am ready for you without
it.”

“There is no way that I am going to have a sweet pussy in my bed
and not taste it. I don’t go down there because I have to, I
really do love doing it, and you are particularly tasty.”

“I didn’t know that men would want to do that. I thought that it
was just lesbians.”

“The men who don’t are idiots.”

There was no more conversation unless you consider Carla begging
me to do that again or not stop as conversation. I certainly gave
her no verbal responses. Carla was not a noisy lover. On some of
her orgasms I would not have known were it not for the way her
inner muscles would contract or spasm. As I slid back up beside
the lush Carla I pulled her to me for a big hug.

“That was wonderful Walter; now please make love to me. Get up
here and make me your woman.”

I was happy to oblige her. Despite having trouble with erections
the last few years of my marriage, I was not having trouble any
more. It may have been the unaccustomed variety or just the fact
that the women were asking for it, but my dick was becoming used
to pussy again.

Carla was so quiet that I could not tell if she came before I
did. I wanted to last a little longer, but my Latin lovely was
very wet and very tight. I kept the pace slow and smooth and she
was hugging me to her the whole time. When I couldn’t hold off
any longer and started to paint her insides, I suddenly had the
bad thought that I had not asked her if she was safe.

When I stopped, Carla was still holding me tight, so I rolled
over and brought her with me so that we were lying on our sides.
Her head was on my chest and I felt her shuddering and realized
that there were tears on my chest.

“I’m sorry Carla; I thought that this was what you wanted.”

“Oh Walter, it is what I wanted. I am so happy; Juan was my only
lover, and he never treated me like this; even when we were newly
wed. You have done more than I knew could be done.”

“I hate to ask Carla, but are you safe, or should I put another
crib in Melissa’s room?”

“I am safe Walter. I went through the change last year.”

“Well then, another question. Did you come dear? I couldn’t tell
because you are so quiet.”

“I was coming almost the whole time you were in me. You got me so
excited licking me that I almost passed out. Juan said that only
whores talked during sex, he would hit me if I made a sound.”
(The more I learned about these husbands the more I wanted to
pound on them, this prick in particular.) “There is something I
would like to ask of you Walter.”

“What ever it is, yes; but you have to let yourself go and make
noise. Despite what your dumb fuck of a husband told you, men
like to hear that they are pleasing their woman. The only ones
who want quiet are the ones who don’t care what the woman feels.
Please let me know how to best please you Carla. It is only good
for me if I know that it is good for you. Now, what did you
want?”

“I’ll try Walter. After Carmelita was born Juan said that since
some other man had used my cunt, he didn’t want it any more, so
he started fucking my ass. At first it hurt, but then I began to
like it. Would you do me back there sometimes? If you don’t want
to, it is okay.”

“Oh damn Carla; that is something that Jessie never would
consider. I asked but wouldn’t force it on her. If you like that
I would be happy to do it, but not tonight, I don’t think that I
can go again.”

That was all the conversation for tonight; I had a lot to think
about. It seemed that I would be the primary giver of lots of TLC
in the near future.

Thursday morning was interesting, I had to endure the sideways
looks and giggles of a 16 year old beauty queen dressed in a long
T-shirt and pink panties while being caressed and touched at
every opportunity by her voluptuous mother. Carla made the best
breakfast I had had in many years. She had gone home before I
woke up and gotten the ingredients, lord knows I didn’t have such
things in my fridge.

“We are going to have to go shopping for you sometime soon
Walter. Whoever stays here with you will need to be able to cook
for our man. I’ll get Sharon or Mika to help me.”

After the two Latin lovelies went home to prepare for the day, I
sat at my table and pondered the changes in my life. I was going
to need some help in order to keep up with seven needy women. One
thing was dropped from my routine; I no longer needed to take
Melissa to the doctor’s office. Mika had decided that she was
going to do for Mel what she had not been able to do for her own
daughter. She had adopted my niece as her granddaughter and was
going to take care of her. She was going to make sure that
Melissa had everything she and the baby might need.

At the office, Sharon and I had a nice conversation about Carla.
I told her, without going into details, what had gone on last
night and this morning.

“I know Walter. Carla called us and told us what she was going to
do. I tried to tell her that you wouldn’t care about what had
happened with Juan. I told her that if anything you would want to
help; but she couldn’t be dissuaded from baring her faults to
you. Were you able to make her feel better Walter?”

“Let’s get one thing straight Sharon, and tell the rest of your
friends for me. I will not talk to any of you about what I do
with another woman. If you wish to talk to each other, feel free;
but I will not divulge anything that happens with others except
for very general trivia. I will also not compare you with each
other; when a woman is with me, she is all I care about at that
time. I have found something about each of you that I like, like
a lot if truth be told, and I hope to find more as I get to know
you better. On a lighter note; have you girls decided on some
sort of rotation or are we going to be together on a catch as
catch can basis? I know that Jennifer has a strange schedule as a
nurse and that Leimomi often has to work weekends, so what can I
expect?”

“We are still working on it Walter. It would be great if there
were more of you; I feel kind of guilty having so much time with
you here at work while the others may only get to see you once a
week if that. I gather that you have decided to be our man?”

“Yes, I can’t just walk away from so many lovely women who want
me. I have trouble believing my luck, but I am willing to go with
it. What I’ll do is to start planning some dates and you ladies
can decide who goes with me and when. That way I will not appear
to have any favorites. When I have an idea for a date I will tell
you or whoever I see next. If any of you have a request, please
tell me. One thing is that I have to admit that I really liked
having you and Carla spend the night. The feel of a warm body in
the bed next to me is just heavenly, and I hope to have it more
often.”

“That sounds like a plan Walter. I’m sure that you will have bed
warmers many nights. I would like to be there when I can. Tonight
though, I think that Jennifer is off, and would like to spend
some time with you.”