I was eating my lunch in the Student Union cafeteria and reviewing class notes when Claudia joined me.
"We still on for tonight?" she asked.
"We are" I said and we set a time.
We had a very nice date and I behaved myself. I was going to let Claudia set the pace since she was, in spite of what had been said at the Friday night meeting with Pauline, uncharted territory. As we left Harry's she said:
"Bad news baby. Aunt Flo came to visit this afternoon and it will be Thursday before she leaves. It will be Friday before I can do what I want to do with you."
I knew what "Aunt Flo" meant because I'd heard my mom and sister use the term a time or two. Pauline just referred to it as 'her time' and with her it never slowed us down. "That's what anal is for sugar; so we don't have to go without."
It didn't really upset me because after the workout Pauline put me through over the weekend I wasn't sure that I could have done Claudia much good if she had wanted to play at the end of our date. She did give me several hot kisses when I took her back to the dorm.
We dated on Tuesday and Wednesday and had some very hot make out sessions and on Wednesday she told me she would give me a hand job or head to hold me until Aunt Flo was gone but I told her no.
"Not until I can give as good as I get."
She gave me a long look and then said, "I'm beginning to see some of what Pauline sees in you."
I could have mentioned anal, but as I said earlier Claudia was uncharted territory and just might find the thought of anal sex as repulsive or dirty and depraved and might have her telling me to take a hike. I wasn't ready for that. At least not just yet.
Friday night Claudia invited me in to her room at the dorm and I found out that she was every bit as accomplished as Pauline and Mrs. French when it came to tings sexual.
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Claudine and I got together two and sometimes three times a week and every other weekend Pauline came home. Surprisingly the routine helped my grades go up. I didn't have to waste time trying to get a girl a girl to go out with me and then working on the relationship and because of that I had more time to study.
Then the holidays came and Claudia went home to St. Louis and Pauline came home from Walton. Then Pauline went back to Walton and Claudia came back to school. The routine continued until summer vacation and then Claudia went home and Pauline came home.
During the time Pauline was home she constantly talked about where we would live when we got married, how many children we were going to have and things like that. I began to believe that she was serious about us getting married when we graduated.
One thing we never talked about was what she did when she was at school or what I did when she was away. She knew what I was doing and I of course assumed that she was doing the same thing. I didn't know for sure and I damned sure wasn't going to ask.
There were a couple of sticky spots during the vacation. Two times Pauline invited me to her parents' house for an afternoon barbecue and both times I felt awkward around Mrs. French. We never did find ourselves alone so we didn't have a chance to talk and I never found out what had happened the last time I had been with her. But I did wonder what kind of relationship I was going to have with her if Pauline's plans did come to fruition.
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In the fall we went back to the routine. Things went along that way for the next couple of years and then in my senior year things went to shit on me. I never knew the story about what happened because neither mom nor dad would talk about it, but something bad must have happened because they split up and divorced.
We lived in a no-fault state and so everything had to be split fifty/fifty. Apparently neither one wanted the house so it was sold. I did know that mom got half of the business and that mom didn't want to buy out dad's half and she wouldn't sell her half to him. Dad apparently didn't want any ties to mom and when she wouldn't sell to him he sold his half to somebody else. Mom wasn't interested in the business with dad gone so she sold off her half.
Of course all of it had an impact on me and in more ways than one. It hit me both emotionally and financially. When dad moved out Nancy and I ended up staying with mom until it was sold. It was awkward as hell living with her and being afraid to say anything that might be the wrong thing to say and since neither parent would clue us in as to what was wrong anything we said could have been the wrong thing.
On the other side I was still working part time at the business so I saw him almost every day and I couldn't talk to him either except about things pertaining to work. Then the house was sold and I was put in the position of who did I want to live with? I guess it didn't bother Nancy the way it did me and she chose to stay with mom. To me it didn't matter which one I went with; it would make the other parent think I was choosing sides. Just try to imagine it. If I chose to stay with mom dad would think I loved her more than I loved him or maybe even thing I was siding with mom against him. And it would be the same with mom if I went with dad.
I was pretty much an emotional mess and I guess the two of them must have figured it out because they did get together enough to solve my problem. The house was almost paid for and they had a lot of equity to split. Each of them gave me some money to start out on my own - twelve thousand from mom and fourteen thousand from dad. With the money I was able to move into an off-campus apartment. I was able to breathe a little freer and since I wanted both of them to know I wasn't taking sides I made it a point to have dinner with each of them at least once a week.
Losing the family dynamic was only half of the hit I took. The other half came when mom and dad couldn't work out the split of the business and sold it. From the time I was fourteen my job future was assured. I would go to work full time in the family business when I graduated and eventually take it over when he retired. Suddenly that was gone and I had to figure out what I was going to do when I graduated.
I didn't even have a part time job anymore. The new owner reorganized and let twenty percent of the work force go and that twenty percent included all of the part time help. A good part of my classmates had a leg up on me because during their summer vacations that had interned some place and thus had links to possible future employment. The same could have been said of me, but my link had just been severed.
With only a month to go until graduation I started on a job search sending out resumes and checking out Internet job sites.
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There was one benefit from my parent's separation - though I would have gladly forgone it if mom and dad would have stayed together - and that was I had a place where Claudia and I (and Pauline when she came to town) could spend full nights together and wake up warm and cuddly in the morning.
The time we spent together did have its awkward moments like when her fiancΓ©e called and we were in the middle of making love and of course it also happened when Pauline called and I was in the saddle and going for glory.
We each handled it differently. When Gary called I pulled away and moved out of the room to give Pauline some privacy, but when I was Pauline calling Claudia would stay there and fondle my cock or go down on me while I talked. I did try to push her away, but I do have to admit that it was probably a half-hearted and feeble effort. Face it! How many guys are going to push away a girl who is giving you a blow job especially since only moments before you were trying to fuck each other's socks off.
I never called Pauline so I never interrupted her, but Claudia would call Gary and when she did I would tease her ad say things like:
"You think he's doing what we were doing when he called you?"
She would give me a dirty look and usually the finger and I would just smile and leave the room. I never did understand how she could react that way when she acted the way she did when Pauline called me. But when she hung up the phone she would come looking for me and go right for my dick.
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I started getting replies to the resumes I sent out and I set up several interviews and most of them were out of state. I thought I did well in the four interviews I'd had, but none of them offered me anything; just said they would review things and let me know.
Three days before graduation I received a phone call from Appsolar Industries and they offered me a position. I accepted the offer even though it meant the death of Pauline's plans. Appsolar was located in St. Louis which was twelve hundred miles away. Pauline would be going to work for her father and she fully expected to take over the business when he retired. I couldn't see sustaining any kind of relationship with that much distance between us.