I stammered and said
“What about Kate?
You both are best friends, and you know how serious we were about each other and she is still my best friend…”
Bree stood there with an incredulous look on her face and then stated
“Kate told me you were dense at times and this must be one of them!
Kate arranged this evening for you and I.
She cares that much for you…”
Bree reached up and gave me a lingering kiss on the corner of the mouth, then with a bemused look and a green twinkle in her eyes, said she would call me tomorrow!
My amicable ex-girlfriend/best friend Kate had not only given Bree her approval to date me but had actually setup this encounter! After just a few short weeks after Cheatem Street Warehouse we were quite serious and we got married while we were in our last semester of graduate school. Kate served as Maid of Honor!
As our careers took off, my job took me on trips fairly frequently and Bree mentioned she was lonely and got tired of coming home from work to the big empty ranch house and the large ranch our parents have given us upon our wedding. We had a few hundred head of cattle; couple gelded horses and just bought a donkey named Jake to keep the coyotes away from the calves, however Jake seemed to become more of a pet than a guard donkey. With our financial planning and investments, we figured if we had outside careers besides the ranch operations, by the time we were forty we could settle down to just operating the ranch.
Our friendship with Kate and her husband Rick deepened to where we were now more than best of friends after getting reacquainted at a university fundraiser a couple of years back after not seeing each other for about a year due to our careers. Rick was a good friend of mine during college and we were both on the collegiate rodeo team at the same time. You can prove an old adage wrong as I did by not only still being friends with an ex-girlfriend, but also having you and your wife being best friends with an ex-girlfriend and her husband!
I would say that being best friends with Kate and Rick is an understatement we were more like family. Plus considering that Kate and I had discussed marriage ourselves but then the out-of-state medical school offer had come thru for Kate with it’s 80 plus hour weeks for her for up to five years.
Kate and Rick, lived near Fredericksburg, had inherited a large family ranch with a small Arabian breeding stable, and also bred prize-winning miniature horses and ponies. Kate had also surprised everyone after graduating from college by entering medical school. Now, even though Kate had been a wild child, she was also extremely smart. She graduated college with honors in three years and got her M.D./Ph.D degree in four years – half the time it usually takes, moved back to Texas and established a very successful psychiatry, marriage counseling and couples sexual therapy practice in Austin.
Privately, she liked to jokingly remind me that it was “My Fault” that she wound up practicing couples sexual therapy! I myself thought it was because Kate was slightly hypersexual along with the things we did when were together (see Bree 1) and she undertook this path to learn more about her own sexuality.
We visited Kate and Rick frequently and also occasionally stayed there to care of their stock and their Great Dane, Trojan, while they were out of town for extended lengths at horse shows and they did the same for us.
Bree and I also enjoyed going to the dog shows and she liked the larger breeds and really liked the Great Danes, she thought they looked so regal and enjoyed their playful nature. Kate and Rick had a Great Dane who acted as a member of their family and it probably was this that convinced us to get one as well.
A year ago we wound up getting a Dane and called him Duke (aren’t all Great Danes called Duke?) from the same person that Kate & Rick got Trojan. The lady we got him from specialized in size and disposition of her Danes, only raised a select few herself and consistently placed at the Westminster Dog Show the last 15 years. Kate was insistent that we bring Duke with us each time we came to visit so our dogs could be accustomed to each other and be playmates. One time on a visit, when Duke had reached full size, we were sitting by the pool and Kate looked at me with that twinkle in her eye I had known for so long and remarked to me what a “Big Boy” he turned out to be, much bigger than their own, that Bree must have a handful handling him!
It suddenly dawned on me what Kate had insinuated causing me to snort my drink thru my nose and everyone started laughing. Good thing my red face disguised the blush that I knew had developed with that remark. It instantly had flashed me back to when Kate and I were together and the things that had occurred, then another more recent memory surfaced – of a story recently told to Bree and I while we spent a week at the beach with some other old college friends (see Bree 2 – Girlfriend’s Big Surprise!).
As I rose to get cleaned up, I silently glared at Kate when the others could not see.
Kate gave me that slow sly grin of hers and winked at me…!
Duke and Bree quickly grew attached to each other and anyone could clearly see that Duke was “her” dog.
Recently, the stress of both our jobs decided that we both needed to get away for a vacation that did not include the usual annual family clan gathering in Colorado.
Both of our parents were very well-to-do and my parents have a lodge near Silverton, CO that was “off the grid” but did have a propane powered refrigerator, and a solar powered electrical system to power the well and water supply system. We trailered our horses as well so we could ride them in the mountains.
Two days remained of our two-week vacation and we went on a late afternoon walk with Duke. It was early summer but the temperature still got pretty cool at the heights we were located. We noted the clouds were building up but before we could get back to the cabin we got caught in a downpour.
Bree said she was going to jump into the shower to warm up and for me to light the fire and join her, after I towel Duke off. Well, I admit I did a pretty quick job of toweling Duke off while anticipating what awaited me in the shower. This shower was one of the large modern walk in ones with clear glass panels with a 45 degree bend in one panel to keep water from splashing out that you walked around to enter the shower area.
Bree looked stunning with her tall nude, suntan contrasted lithe athletic body and firm large high set breasts glistening in the shower with the sunlight cascading thru the broad windows of the house and then thru the clear glass shower panels. Bree liked to wear around our pool at the ranch, when she wore a swimsuit at all if we did not have company – Brazilian cut low rise bikinis that left the side of her hips entirely bare except for where the slender strings crossed to tie the two small bottom pieces, as well as leaving bare the front of the legs, with string micro triangle sliding tops that just barely covered her nipples and areolas.