by MF Isaacs
My emotional rollercoaster twists as I listen to him as he tries to explain his behavior. I might be in for more than I bargained for if this is what pregnancy hormones are going to do to me. My anger shifted so quickly, there wasn’t time to contain the laughter than tumbled out when I heard him say we could wait until Monday. Seriously, this is the guy who couldn’t wait a few hours at the New Year’s Eve party and he thinks he can wait until Monday. It’s only Thursday now and he thinks he can wait until Monday. I have tears rolling down my face, this time they are from laughing so hard.
It took me a few minutes to catch my breath and stop laughing. In that moment, I wished I was cast free so I could straddle his lap and take charge. Instead, I pulled his upper body toward mine before I told him exactly how ridiculous he was being. “Do you honestly think that people don’t have sex for nine months while they wait for their baby to arrive? Please tell me that logically you see that is completely ridiculous and you were just kidding.”
He shifted his body away from me, which allowed me the freedom to remove the shirt I’d been sleeping in. As soon as my shirt was off, I quickly removed my bra too. I sat up in bed, topless and wearing only my skimpy, still drenched, panties. His eyes track the movement of my body; I fall back on the bed and lift my hips allowing space to pull my panties off. I can feel his eyes as they are flipping back and forth between my hard nipples and my bare mound. With his eyes on me, I take things a little further by slowly spreading my legs and squeezing my breasts together. I pinch my nipples causing the visible shudder to roll through my body. I keep one hand busy alternating between the two nipples and let the other land between my spread legs.
It took him longer than I expected to join the game of giving me pleasure. He removed my hand from between my legs and replaced it with one of his own along with his mouth. I played with both boobs while he licked me from top to bottom. I abandoned my chest when the peak of my pleasure pulsed throughout my body, my hands latched onto his hair and held him in place for my maximum pleasure.
He stayed there after my first orgasm, despite me pulling his hair to get him to stop. My second hit fast and harder; I didn’t see stars, I saw fucking firework behind my eyelids. Finally, he kissed his way up my body, leaving a trail of wetness from his face. When we were finally face to face, he kissed me with even more passion than he’d had before. This time, when I reached for his erection he allowed me to guide it to my opening. Slowly, with more reverence than I’ve ever experienced, he entered me inch by inch. I held onto his ass with a tight grip, but it did nothing to increase his pace. He took special care not to let his full body weight rest against mine. When he bottomed out, he held my hips away from him so I couldn’t grind myself further down on his glorious cock.
He whispered words of love and gratitude for all that I was giving him. His words, topped with his perfect rhythm, made me lose myself in the pleasure of my third orgasm. I don’t know if I triggered his release or if he triggered mine. All I know for sure is our eyes were locked and the movements were deliberate and it felt so fucking good.
CURTIS
I think the minute I found out we’re having a baby, I turned stupid. I honestly don’t know what the fuck I was thinking. I can’t believe I fucked up at the restaurant, but you can rest assured that will never happen again. Then I had the stupid idea in my head that I had to talk to the doctor before I could make love to her. When she asked me if I thought people waited to have sex for nine months, I realized how ridiculous I was being. Don’t get me wrong, I still think we should refrain from fucking hard. We’ve had a few sessions of hard core fucking, but I’d been holding back some because of her cast. Now it looks like I’ll be holding back longer than that.
After our nap and afternoon loving, we took a nice long shower together. The shower and the bathtub in this room were made for multiple people and we vowed to take a bath together at some point during our stay. While she took her time getting ready, I touched base with Jimmy.
“Hey man. Where you at?” I could hear the noise in the background which clearly indicated he was out in public somewhere.
“Still at the hotel. We’re just getting ready; I think we’re going to get some dinner. Where are you?” I wasn’t prepared for his answer.
“I’m with the guys from my soccer team. They said it’s my last night, before my last night. You should come meet us. We’re at the Sports Parlor right now, I think we’re going to Billie’s next.” Just hearing the noise, I knew it wasn’t someplace I would want to take Natalie. Pregnant or not, it just wasn’t they type of place I wanted to take her.
“I’ll touch base after we eat dinner. See where you’re at.” In my mind, I am thinking I will be able to pass on the activities tonight since I will be expected to participate over the next two days.
“Don’t puss out on me. If I haven’t heard from you in an hour, I’m calling you.” I didn’t bother responding, I just told him again that I would call after we ate.
When she walked out of the bathroom, she sucked all the air from my lungs. She is always the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, but tonight she is that and even better. She’s dressed casually with an olive green, long sleeved, heaps collar sweater, with one side falling off her shoulder. She paired it with black leggings and one knee length black boot, the other foot still sporting her cast. She’s added some curl to her hair and her makeup is slightly darker than she’s been wearing. My only saving grace is that her sweater is long enough to cover her ass. The sweater hugs her ass nicely which makes me want to keep her locked in our room. Instead of keeping her hidden, I pull her toward the door knowing that I am seconds away from removing every last stitch of clothing she has on.
We head across town to my favorite Chinese restaurant, which happens to be near the Sports Parlor. We enjoyed our dinner and as we were walking out of the restaurant my phone was ringing with Jimmy’s name flashing on the screen. I answered it as we stepped outside, “Hey, we just finished up with dinner. Where you guys at now?”
At first, I couldn’t understand what was being said, they were clearly still in a bar of some sort due to the noise. I stopped walking because I was trying to decipher what was being said. I knew it was Jimmy talking and it sounded like a woman, at first I couldn’t honestly be sure. The background noise disappeared. It was clear the two-people talking had moved away from the noise. I could now hear the full conversation, “Come on Jimmy, tonight is our last chance.”
“I know. I know, you’ve made that very clear.” The conversation was lost on me, I had no idea what they were talking about. It didn’t sound like Shelley, but I couldn’t be totally sure. I called Jimmy’s name because he clearly didn’t know I was on the phone. When he didn’t answer, I hung up. I was afraid of what I might hear if I stayed on the phone.
Natalie watched me, I’m sure the look on my face expressed my confusion as to what had just happened on the phone. “Don’t ask me because I have no fucking clue what just happened. He clearly butt dialed me and was talking to a female about how tonight is their last chance.”
“Interesting. Do you think it was Shelley he was talking to?” I shrugged my shoulders afraid to admit that I didn’t think it was. We walked to the car in silence, I don’t know what her thoughts are but mine aren’t good.
I sent Jimmy a text asking where they were, figured it was safer than calling. I wasn’t sure I would be able to stop myself from asking questions. His response was almost immediate; they were currently at Billie’s but probably wouldn’t stay long. I drove in that direction, knowing that we weren’t going to stay long. I didn’t want to be caught up in anything that Jimmy might be doing and Billie’s isn’t really a place I wanted to take Natalie, pregnant or not.
As I parked the car I told Natalie to wait for me to open her door. I could see the crowd forming at the front entrance, it confirmed my thoughts about not wanting to take Natalie here. Billie’s is one of the many places Jimmy and I used to pick up chicks. I honestly can�
�t imagine this being a place that Shelley would like to hang out at, nor would it be a place she would want her husband-to-be hanging out at. It’s like a true college meat market in there.
I took hold of Natalie’s hand as I helped her from the car. We walked slowly to the main entrance, my hesitation clear, “I don’t want to stay here. We’re going in saying hi and hopefully they are ready to leave here. We aren’t having anything to drink here, not even water. I don’t like the fact that we are even coming here. Please, stay right with me and if you can help it, don’t let go of my hand.”
On a normal day, I would have expected her to argue with my requests. Today, here, she didn’t argue, she simply nodded in agreement. At the front door, the bouncer is a former fraternity brother so he shakes my hand and quickly waves Natalie and me inside. I look around the place, hoping to spot Jimmy right away. We weren’t that lucky, so we slowly made our way into the club. It was loud and the place was busy for a Thursday night. I saw plenty of people I recognized, not surprising given I’d lived in this town for three years.
I tried to keep my eyes peeled, I scoped out the dance floor not expecting them to be out there but not wanting to miss them if they were. In the back corner of the club I recognized a few of the guys from the soccer team. I pointed in that direction for Natalie to see since there was no way she would have been able to hear me over the thumping music. With her hand tightly gripped in mine, I wove us through the crowd to where I had seen them. Once there, my mind connected dots and I saw that it wasn’t Shelley that Jimmy had been talking to. It was none other than Stacy, the same Stacy from that first time all those years ago. I could see that Jimmy was already trashed. I glanced around to all the guys from the team wondering which one of them thought this was a good idea.
I stood there torn. I need to save Jimmy from ruining his potential marriage to Shelley. I need to keep Natalie safe and with me. I couldn’t do both. If I take the time to get Natalie someplace safe, Jimmy will have already crossed that line with Stacy. If I step in and save Jimmy right now, I will have left Natalie exposed in this club.
I look around to the guys from the team once again, not one of them are worthy of helping me protect Natalie. Not one of them would put their lives before hers. The reality of that hits me hard, they shouldn’t need to put their lives before hers because that is my job. It’s not my job to prevent a dumb ass like Jimmy from ruining his future. My future is Natalie; she is my responsibility.
I kept her hand in mine. I moved closer to the table where Jimmy sat with Stacy in his lap. As soon as he caught sight of me he attempted to lure me in. Instead I called him a dumb ass and pulled Natalie back the way we came from. I heard Jimmy calling my name, but I just kept walking. I had no interest in what he had to say. I wasted no time, I quickly lead my future away from my past. When we made it to the car, I buckled Natalie into the passenger seat and I kiss her hard. A kiss that told her she was my choice.
Jimmy stood just off to the side of the vehicle, he attempted to narrow his eyes at me but they were glossed over which made him look like an idiot. “I don’t know what the fuck you’re trying to do. By the looks of what I saw in there, you’re trying to ruin the possibility of you having a happy marriage and by the look you’re giving me now you’re also trying to ruin the possibility of me having a happy marriage. I honestly don’t give a shit about your marriage, but I am not going to stand by and have you risk mine.”
“You really think she is going to marry you and not question whether or not you’d rather have a guy participate? You really think she is going to be enough to keep you happy for the rest of your life? You really think you can go the rest of your life without having a man join you? I think you’re the one who needs to figure out what you’re doing.” He’s drunk, swaying drunk. I’ve heard that drunk rants are honest rants so I believe he’s really expressing his inner worries.
“I do know those things Jimmy. I know them without a single ounce of hesitation. It’s my job as her husband to show her every day that she’s the one I want. It’s my job to make her happy for the rest of our lives, I know when she’s happy, I am happy. When she is sad, I am sad. I have control over this. My past with you, it was never about you. I am sorry if that isn’t what you want to hear. My life now, it is completely about Natalie. If you can’t say the same about Shelley, then you need to figure that out before you marry her.” I can see his eyes filling with tears.
“She lied. She’s not pregnant. She never was. She knew I would feel guilty and marry her if she was pregnant.” Well fuck, that wasn’t what I was expecting. At his admission, I felt myself being torn once again between Natalie and Jimmy.
Natalie took it out of my hands, she opened the passenger door and climbed out. She walked right up to Jimmy and wrapped her arms around him. It was in no way sexual, it was simply comforting him when it was obviously exactly what he needed. When she released him from the hug, she guided him into the seat she had just abandoned. When she shut the door, she turned toward me and announced, “He needs his best friend right now. Let’s head back to the hotel, the two of you can hang out. You can help him make some decisions while I get some sleep.”
I couldn’t speak, I simply hugged her long and hard before helping her into the back seat.
NATALIE
The three of us made our way back to our hotel room. I wasn’t kidding when I told Curtis I would sleep. I was exhausted despite having taken a nap earlier. I trusted Curtis, but I was leery of Jimmy given his current emotional state. This allowed everyone what they wanted within reason.
Curtis told Jimmy to hang tight while he tucked me into bed. Jimmy flopped down on the couch and flipped on the big screen. Curtis followed me into the bedroom and quickly shut the door behind him. He made quick work of my clothes before announcing he was going to fuck me good and fast. I knew from our previous encounters that he got a thrill from knowing we will be heard. This was no different.
I was bent over the edge of the bed, as he worked my leggings and panties down my thighs. He ran a single finger from my puckered asshole to my clit and back again. He tested my readiness with his finger, determined I was ready by the ease in which his finger entered me. I heard his zipper and the noise from his pocket change as he released himself from the confines of his pants and boxers. In one smooth thrust, he entered me completely. He held me by the hips and ground himself against my secret spot. I will never get enough of the feeling his dick gives me when it hits that spot. He slowly pulls back and slams himself back in. Each thrust invokes noises from deep inside me. I can’t hold back, and when he pulls back a fist full of my hair, I realize he doesn’t want me to. I quickly lose control and begin chanting his name. His movements become frantic as he fucks me through my orgasm. When I start to come down from the orgasmic high, he quickly spanks me alternating on each side. Each time his hand connects, it sends sparks back through my body, sparks that ignite my second orgasm.
I see from the corner of my eye that our bedroom door is open just an inch and I can see that Jimmy is watching us from just beyond the door. The knowledge causes me to clamp down harder on his still thrusting dick. The move causes him to fall over the edge. He covers my back with his body as he fills me with his release. From that position, he’s blocking my view of the door, he’s also blocking Jimmy’s view of me. I think Curtis knows he’s there, but I don’t know for sure. “Jimmy is watching.” I whisper as quietly as I can and hope that it’s not going to be a huge deal for Curtis. It’s done and over as far as I am concerned.
“I know. Don’t move, I don’t want him to see any more of you than he already has. Let me get you covered.” He starts to move when I growl at him, clearly he wasn’t thinking about Jimmy seeing him which I quickly discovered I had a problem with. “Jimmy shut the fucking door. The show is over.”
Jimmy followed his request and Curtis took a few minutes to help me get ready for bed. Once I was in bed he tucked the blankets in around me and kissed me good night. But
not before he thanked me for allowing this to happen. He admitted that he wanted to be Jimmy’s friend but that he would walk away from the friendship without a second glance if the friendship was going to put our relationship at risk. I kissed him hard and thanked him for putting me first.
Within minutes of the bedroom door closing, I was sound asleep. I have no clue how long Curtis was out there with him, it wasn’t something I wanted to worry about, so I didn’t.
CURTIS
I can’t even pretend to know what Jimmy is going through. That being said, his current state of drunkenness isn’t going to be conductive to helping him figure shit out. I want to be there for him, but I don’t want to spend the night dealing with his drunk ass. I knew the minute I shut the bedroom door, he’d be opening it right back up. I was so lost in Natalie that I didn’t even notice when he opened it.
I will fully admit that I loved it when she growled at the possibility of him seeing me naked. She’s not naïve enough to think he hasn’t seen me naked before, but that was then and this is now. We’ve talked openly about our pasts with multiple partners, we’ve agreed that we won’t have a third join us. We have not talked at all about openly being watched. I knew I had positioned us in a way that he wouldn’t get to see anything other than the movement of our bodies. Things would have ended in a completely different way had he been able to see any of her naked.