“Who’s allowed?” I asked softly, holding her while she laid down the law.
“Mama bear and baby bear, of course. And me, that goes unsaid. The sister’s too, and Amie.”
“Chris?” I asked.
“Do you really want to destroy her marriage? Are you going to take care of her if you do?”
“No, of course not, but when we’re away…”
“No pretty boss, unless her husband is either OK, with it, or out of the picture. What you’re doing with her isn’t right. It’s not like you; you’re better than that,” she told me softly.
“No, you’re probably right.”
“Doesn’t matter if I’m wrong or right, those are your new rules. Can you accept that?”
I nodded. “I just don’t want to hurt Chris.”
“She’s a big girl. She’ll be fine. Now those are MY rules. For all I know, Debbie and/or Beth may have their own for you.”
“Fine. I get it. No more straying.”
“Poor baby. Has to settle for a handful of hotties and a damned Goddess. My heart breaks for you.”
I found myself grinning. “She is a Goddess, isn’t she? I think of her that way all the time.”
“Too much for mortal man. You’re lucky that you’ve got a little of that immortal blood in you, or you’d probably spontaneously combust one night, from the heat of her touch.”
She was playing with my cock again, and I was wondering if we’d have another go.
“You remember our play date a few weeks back? Our little lunch break?”
“Like I could forget.”
“It didn’t take. I think that I’ll be ready again the end of this week. Can we give it another go?”
I had no idea what she was talking about? “Take?”
“Take, as in you didn’t knock me up,” she said as if I was being dense.
“Knock you up?”
“You don’t…” she seemed bewildered, “I mean Joe didn’t…he didn’t explain to you?”
“He didn’t say much except we could have some fun,” I recalled.
“Shit! I can’t believe him. That son-of-a-bitch.” She sighed. “You know Joe shoots blanks now, right?”
“Sure.” Sweet Jesus. I finally saw where this was going. I was dense.
“I want to have another baby. We want to. I want a little boy to go with our two precious girls. I’d like it to be yours. We both would.”
I was dumbstruck.
“But, why not one of Joe’s brothers? I imagine they’d all be willing enough, and it could be just like Joe. I mean mostly same DNA and all.”
“Oh yeah, that would be cool. A one time fling with one of those guys. And who do I choose to be the lucky guy? How do we explain it to their wives, except for Eric of course? We thought about it. Hell we even thought about his father.” She climbed on top of me, holding me close. “I don’t want them. I want you. I want your baby in me, Jack. If I can’t have Joe’s, I want yours. I dream about it. A little Jack running around my house, with your wild, dark curly hair. And a little baby penis that will grow into a mighty pussy-splitter.” She giggled at the end.
My mind was still numb. My baby? In Joe’s wife?
“Say something, Jack. You’re scaring me,” she said softly.
I’d heard that way too often the last few hours.
“That’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard. I, I don’t know what to say. That you would choose me – it’s wonderful, and incredible.” I hugged her. “I’d love to, but only if it’s OK with the girls.”