shoved him away and grabbed the man on top of her by his hair and yanked him off. I was just about to kick the other one when…when the fourth man called my name.”
He stopped and Samantha felt moisture wet her fingers.
“It was Dad.” His voice was choked. He coughed to clear his throat and continued, “He had been sitting right there watching them fuck his own wife! All the years I’d worried about him, prayed that he wouldn’t come home unexpectedly and catch her. I thought that he would be completely devastated, instead all that time she had been fucking other men with his permission!”
Realizing she’d been holding her breath, Samantha released it with a gasp.
“I’d taken the late train down, so I couldn’t go back up to Oxford that night. I bolted up to my room and Dad followed me. He asked me not to judge her. She had been sexually abused as a child and though she’d had the best therapist money could pay for, sometimes she needed to feel loved intensely. The gang…bangs didn’t start after my parents got married—they were happening before that. Dad said he saw her vulnerability the first time he was invited to join the group. He took her to dinner the next day and they talked for hours. He knew exactly who she was when he married her. He said that it made him happy to give her anything she needed to be happy, but he ensured that they treated her with utmost respect. He actually said that they worshipped my mother like she was a queen. Complete and utter bullshit! All the other pilots used her like a whore when they got the urge; my father was a fool to fall in love and marry her!”
“Zac, we can’t decide who we fall in love with,” Samantha gently admonished him. “I’ve seen your parents together and I’ve always thought that they make a wonderful couple. Your father always seems so happy. ”
“He’s happy because he thinks he has a diamond,” Zac retorted bitterly. “I don’t know how he could hold his head up among his colleagues knowing that they’ve probably all…”
“…screwed her,” Samantha finished off under her breath.
His father knowing about the men his wife slept with put a different spin on the situation. It was unusual, but not as rare as people thought.
“Zachary.” She rarely called him by his full name and he glanced up at her in surprise. “Do you think that your father would be happier without your mother?”
“He would probably lose the will to live,” Zachary admitted.
“Then just be happy for him. He’s with the person he loves—not everyone in the world is that lucky. You see your father as a weak person. Perhaps he’s the opposite. Perhaps he’s stronger than most men—strong enough to give the woman he loves whatever her heart desires.”
Zachary’s arrested expression told her that he had never considered it from that angle. “He told me that night that many of those men envied him. My mother has managed to stay young and beautiful while most of their wives have aged and let themselves go. He said most of them admitted that they wished they had been brave enough to marry her instead of him. A load of bollocks!”
“Zac, your mother’s stunning.” The woman was incredibly beautiful and looked about fifteen years younger than Samantha knew she must be—unless she’d given birth to Zachary and his twin when she was about eight years old. “Perhaps he was telling you the truth.”
“Dad wouldn’t lie to me…but I know he’s lying to himself. He actually said that she never cheated on him—that he’s given his permission each time she slept with someone else. He even knew about Uncle Nico—he was the one who had asked my uncle to keep her from being lonely when he was on long-haul flights with stopovers of several nights.”
“But why did she… entertain them in the house?” Samantha had to rack her brains to find a word that was innocuous and yet
He stopped and Samantha felt moisture wet her fingers.
“It was Dad.” His voice was choked. He coughed to clear his throat and continued, “He had been sitting right there watching them fuck his own wife! All the years I’d worried about him, prayed that he wouldn’t come home unexpectedly and catch her. I thought that he would be completely devastated, instead all that time she had been fucking other men with his permission!”
Realizing she’d been holding her breath, Samantha released it with a gasp.
“I’d taken the late train down, so I couldn’t go back up to Oxford that night. I bolted up to my room and Dad followed me. He asked me not to judge her. She had been sexually abused as a child and though she’d had the best therapist money could pay for, sometimes she needed to feel loved intensely. The gang…bangs didn’t start after my parents got married—they were happening before that. Dad said he saw her vulnerability the first time he was invited to join the group. He took her to dinner the next day and they talked for hours. He knew exactly who she was when he married her. He said that it made him happy to give her anything she needed to be happy, but he ensured that they treated her with utmost respect. He actually said that they worshipped my mother like she was a queen. Complete and utter bullshit! All the other pilots used her like a whore when they got the urge; my father was a fool to fall in love and marry her!”
“Zac, we can’t decide who we fall in love with,” Samantha gently admonished him. “I’ve seen your parents together and I’ve always thought that they make a wonderful couple. Your father always seems so happy. ”
“He’s happy because he thinks he has a diamond,” Zac retorted bitterly. “I don’t know how he could hold his head up among his colleagues knowing that they’ve probably all…”
“…screwed her,” Samantha finished off under her breath.
His father knowing about the men his wife slept with put a different spin on the situation. It was unusual, but not as rare as people thought.
“Zachary.” She rarely called him by his full name and he glanced up at her in surprise. “Do you think that your father would be happier without your mother?”
“He would probably lose the will to live,” Zachary admitted.
“Then just be happy for him. He’s with the person he loves—not everyone in the world is that lucky. You see your father as a weak person. Perhaps he’s the opposite. Perhaps he’s stronger than most men—strong enough to give the woman he loves whatever her heart desires.”
Zachary’s arrested expression told her that he had never considered it from that angle. “He told me that night that many of those men envied him. My mother has managed to stay young and beautiful while most of their wives have aged and let themselves go. He said most of them admitted that they wished they had been brave enough to marry her instead of him. A load of bollocks!”
“Zac, your mother’s stunning.” The woman was incredibly beautiful and looked about fifteen years younger than Samantha knew she must be—unless she’d given birth to Zachary and his twin when she was about eight years old. “Perhaps he was telling you the truth.”
“Dad wouldn’t lie to me…but I know he’s lying to himself. He actually said that she never cheated on him—that he’s given his permission each time she slept with someone else. He even knew about Uncle Nico—he was the one who had asked my uncle to keep her from being lonely when he was on long-haul flights with stopovers of several nights.”
“But why did she… entertain them in the house?” Samantha had to rack her brains to find a word that was innocuous and yet
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