Chapter 11 -- Another Star Lights Up
Roy sat in one of the more comfortable chairs on the patio with a circle of friends around. Elise returned to her chair with a glass of water for Roy, and a Southern Comfort Manhattan for herself. He looked longingly at the alcoholic drink as she sipped and talked to Pam.
Dave said, "So, what is your physical therapy all about?"
"I'm taking all sorts of blood thinners and other crap, so no alcohol for a while. I have a very long list of foods I am to avoid -- carbs and fats, mostly. I am to start walking and do that just about not stop while the sun is up. I already walked three miles this morning and I'll do that again this afternoon. It takes me an hour. I'm to gradually pick up the pace and distance until I reach a point where I start to pant and can go five miles nonstop at a good clip. And then, I have to spend about another half-hour in the gym doing light weights."
"Is that risky?"
"With the stents in and doing well, the docs don't think so. Tim Faurst stopped by and approved. He's my GP. The cardiac guy and Tim talked for a half-hour. They'd like to see me work my up to a slow jog again, but I haven't done that since I was forty. What will happen is my whole immune system will switch over and start protecting me again."
"Did they attribute any cause to your heart attack?"
Roy adopted a serious tone. "Sex. They said I was having sex too energetically and too frequently for a man my age. I am supposed to trim back to twice a month."
Elise had been listening and then squawked, "WHAT? What are you talking about? The doctor said no such thing. I need you to be in top condition so that we can keep up our two or three times a day activity. Where did you ever ..."
Dave and Roy's laughter overrode Elise's sudden concern about her new husband losing some crucial capability. She suddenly realized that her husband was poking fun at her. For a sixty-four-year-old woman she had the libido of an eighteen-year-old nymphomaniac. She had remained one of the most sexually-active members of the Circle since she showed up after Aaron and Dave's father had passed away over a decade earlier.
As Elise discovered the underpinnings of the Circle, she also revealed to her two sons that she and her husband had not been the staid, sedate, and unadventurous mature couple they remembered growing up. To the contrary, Dave and Aaron were told how their parents had been swingers for many years, and that Aaron had been sired by another love interest that Elise had, and that Dave had a half-sister named Gail sired by his father that he didn't know about until her tell all. Gail had later joined the Circle and Dave had fathered a child with her.
Roy said with a touch of humor to his tone, "One of the downsides of two of the meds I'm taking is the erectile dysfunction they create. I've been encouraging Elise to be more active with my gentlemen cohorts in the Circle, especially on weekend evenings such as tonight. I want her active here on the patio, doing what cums naturally. I'll be at home playing the cuckold watching television and waiting for my wayward wife to return and tell me about her misdeeds. I want her to come home barely able to walk, dripping cum, and happy as a clam."
Dave teased his stepfather, "I thought she did that anyway?"
"She often does, but now she needs to. My absence will further upset the male-female balance in the Circle, so double-up, men!"
Alice asked, "How long do you have to keep taking those meds that upset the apple cart?"
Roy said, "Maybe a month or two. Then they start weaning me from them. They're to help avoid my body rejecting the stents. If that starts all sorts of bad things start to happen. At least, I get some warning, like angina and irregular heartbeats. I have a new wristwatch that gives me an alert if some of that stuff starts."
A little later, Roy stood and broke up the group. "I have to start walking again -- keep the blood flowing and all that." He stood and headed away towards the main gate. He waved over his shoulder as he disappeared between Dave and Alice's home and the Ander's home. Dave figured that he'd walk down to Paine Park, cut downtown, and then head home.
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As Dave walked across the patio, his phone beeped with a text message from Scarlett. Each wife had a special ring tone and text message beep on his phone. He glanced at the message, 'Felicity staying over an extra week or two based on reading Cricket's book and watching the episodes of season two for the TV show. Please don't schedule anything tonight. She needs you plus really curious about The Experience. Send her home in pieces and barely able to walk, please. Oh, yes, I've a copy of her paperwork; she's clean as a whistle -- to quote her and the lab report.''
Dave worked the bar that Saturday evening, so got to a table to eat after the meals had been mostly served. He found Felicity and Scarlett had saved a seat for him, and so enjoyed dinner with them, along with Cooper, Lane, Carol, Larry, and Steve. The latter became the center of conversation as he extolled the virtues of the robots, he and his robotics lab were building and how they'd transform the world. He got everyone thinking about a technology-laden future where robots handled many of the unpleasant tasks of mankind.
Carol said, "I just need a robot that'll poke Ike in the side and get him to take out the garbage." Steve looked frustrated that she hadn't embraced the full concept such as the robot handling the garbage.
Dave said to Carol, "I ran into Colleen doing a beautiful painting of Danica and Toby."
She laughed, "Yes. They're having fun modeling, and I love Colleen's style. Ike and I bought the first one that we have hanging over our bed. I mean don't most parents have a glaringly sexually-explicit painting hanging in their bedroom of their erstwhile son-in-law and their daughter fucking?"
Dave commented, "Colleen didn't say who she'd sold them to."
"Well, Bob and Ginny Fuller bought the second one that Colleen did. In that one, Toby and Danica are again naked, and he's taking her from behind as she leans and turns back to kiss him. That painting is over their bed. I saw it last night when I slept there with Bob. Ginny was in my bed with Ike. None of us got much sleep, but we're still happy campers. The paintings and thinking what our kids are doing are inspirational."
Dave teased, "Why don't you model for a painting?"
Carol grabbed hold of her modest love handles on each side of her upper hips. "Love handles, see? Also, I have a serious sag problem with every piece of skin on my body and cellulite is setting in." She picked up both breasts and heaved them in Dave's direction with a giggle. They continued vibrating for a few seconds before coming to a rest.
"But you sag in such a sexy way." Dave reached next to him and tickled the very tip of one nipple.
"Oh, stop it. You're just trying to get into my panties."
