I literally thought my heart had stopped beating as my brain processed the words he had just spoken. “Me?”
Brandon rose and sat crossed legged in the bed. “I know we have only been dating a few weeks, but I have never felt this way about anyone. I’m not even sure how I made it through life before you.”
I smiled as I sat up, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him on the lips. “Good.”
“But really, Baby, I need you to help me with this whole pregnancy thing. I have no clue what to do.”
“I don’t either but we will figure it out together. When is her next doctor’s appointment?”
“She didn’t say. I didn’t ask. All she said was that she wanted me to pay for everything because she has no money to raise this baby since she quit her job.”
“Doesn’t she have medical insurance?”
“I don’t know for sure, but probably not since she’s still unemployed.”
“Huh… well, find out when her next appointment is and we will both go.”
“I love you, thank you.”
I grabbed my phone to plug it in to charge and noticed that Christy had texted back. Sighing I read the text:
Christy: An incubator??? You fucking bitch! Brandon doesn’t love you! You have only been dating him a few weeks cunt.
Lovely. Ah but she wasn’t even worth my time anymore. Brandon sent the text, I knew how he really felt and she was just jealous that he was with me now. I didn’t text back. Instead I crawled into bed and snuggled up to my man.
*~*~*
The next day we arrived back in San Francisco in the late afternoon. Brandon dropped me off at home and then went to his place to handle some business and get his things to stay over at my house again while Ryan and I went out to dinner for my birthday.
“Oh my God, Spencer, it’s about time you got home!” Ryan said when I walked in the door.
“Um okay… I was only gone for the night, Ry.”
“I know but I have something I have been dying to tell you… I mean show you.” Ryan said excitedly as she stood up from the couch and started walking towards me.
“Okay?”
“Look!” Ryan stuck out her left hand and a diamond ring shimmered in the sun light coming in from the window.
“Holy shit, Max proposed?”
“Yep.” Ryan was smiling ear to ear. It seemed to be that breaking up with Max had turned out to be the best thing she could have done.
“I am so happy for you!” I gave Ryan a hug and then grasped her hand in mine, pulling it close to my face so I could check out the ring in more detail.
It appeared Max had spent a fortune on the ring. He of course had the money to do so since he was a Partner at a large firm that practiced all areas of law here in the city.
Ryan’s ring was a single solitaire round shaped diamond that sat on a platinum band with five smaller round diamonds set along the center of the band on each side of the large diamond.
“Wow, how many carats is it?”
“Two.”
“It’s really beautiful, Ryan. Have you guys set a date yet?”
“Yep, May eleventh, our anniversary.”
“Well that seems fitting, but that is only eight months away. We better get planning!”
“And I want you to be my maid of honor, of course.” I had assumed I would be, but it still made me feel good that she asked.
“I’d be honored,” I said, squealing and giving her another hug. “I can’t wait to throw you your bridal shower and bachelorette!”
I turned to go put my stuff in my bedroom when I heard Ryan ask me a question.
“Um wait a sec, Spence. Is that a Louis?”
“Oh yeah, it’s my birthday present from Brandon.”
“How did he kn… oh right, Vegas. Wow he remembered.”
“Yep, I’m lucky you have a big mouth,” I said while winking at her and continuing to walk to my room. “Oh and he also gave me a key to his condo.”
“Oh my God. That's huge, Spence.”
“I know,” I said while smiling and continuing to my room.
*~*~*
I decided that I wanted to go to MoMo’s for dinner, which was quickly becoming one of our regular places. Since Brandon lived just down the street, he could give us a ride home.
We sat at the bar and we were enjoying our meal when I saw the devil herself walk in.
“Great, Christy is here,” I said to Ryan.
“If she wasn’t pregnant, I would kick her ass for you.”
“If she wasn’t pregnant, you’d have to wait your turn after me. Oh let me show you the new text messages.”
I showed Ryan the texts from Christy and Brandon’s reply. We had a good laugh and when we were done, I glanced in Christy’s direction and she was giving us the most evil look.
“You want to get out of here and head over to Brandon’s?” Ryan asked.
“You know what? I want him to pick us up here.”
“Oh, I love your thinking,” she said as she clapped in agreement.
I grabbed my phone and texted Brandon:
Me: Hey baby, mind picking me and Ryan up from MoMo’s when you’re ready?
Brandon: Of course, I'll be there soon.
The next ten minutes were kind of painful. Christy and her friends eyed Ryan and me like we were the devil. However, she was the psycho bitch who poked holes in condoms. I wondered if her friends even knew the truth.
I saw Christy’s eyes get big and I felt Brandon approach. He leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Trying to make someone jealous, I see.” Before I could reply, Brandon leaned me back and kissed me hard with his left hand behind my head. My butt started to slip off the stool but he wrapped his right hand around my waist and supported me.
“Damn Brandon, knowing you get this worked up over making Christy jealous, I might just need to step up my game,” Ryan said as we broke our kiss.
“You know, Ryan, a few weeks ago Spencer did mention a threesome.”
“Ha! Not sure Max would agree to that you guys,” I said.
After paying our tab, we were about to walk out of the restaurant when we were stopped by Christy.
“Hey Brandon, I need five hundred dollars for my first doctor’s appointment.”
“Christy, we already talked about this. You’re supposed to send me an email listing your expenses and then I’ll mail you a check.”
Like hell you will. “Actually Christy, why don’t you send him a copy of the doctor’s bill and then he will send you half?” I knew it wasn’t really my place to say anything, but I didn’t like her just demanding things from Brandon.
“I’ve already paid for it, Spencer,” she said with attitude, rolling her eyes at me.
“Trust me, the doctor’s office can and will print you another copy. Have a nice night.” I grabbed Brandon’s hand and we left the restaurant with Christy staring at us.
We started walking towards Brandon’s car that was parked on a side street. “Sorry if I overstepped, but I am not going to let her just come up to you and demand things anytime she sees you. She’s obviously doing it to cause problems between you and me.”
“No, of course. This whole pregnancy thing has fucked with my head. She knew I would just do whatever she wanted.”
“Well you asked for my help and I will not let her take advantage of you.”
“And that’s why I love you,” Brandon said with another kiss.
“Get a room, you two!” Ryan called as she hurried to Brandon’s car.
*~*~*
“We need to hurry. Spencer will be here soon,” I thought I heard Brandon’s voice say as I unlocked and entered his condo.
“Don’t worry baby, I’ll be fast. You know how you always make me come fast.” Was that Christy?
I walked quickly down the hall and entered Brandon’s living room. What I saw froze me in my tracks. Brandon’s bare ass was in the air with Christy’s legs wrapped around his waist. His hips rocked into her as her back squeaked ag
ainst his leather couch and her finger nails dug into his shoulders.
“Oops, looks like we weren’t fast enough,” Christy said as she saw me over the back of the couch.
“Oh hey, Baby, come join us!” Brandon said. I just stood there, frozen in shock. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.
“Yeah Spencer, we can be one big happy family. Come here, sweetie. I’ve been dying to see what is so special about you,” Christy said as she reached her arm out to me. Brandon continued to rock his hips into her as tears started to roll down my cheeks.
“Aw Baby, don’t cry. This will be good for us. We can all live here and raise the baby together.”
The room began to spin as I dropped to my knees. I started to hyperventilate as the tears continued down my cheeks and pooled on the floor.
“Aw, Baby, she is sad,” Christy said. No, you don’t get to call him Baby!
“What the fuck is going on?” I shouted. I couldn’t see them as my eyes started to blur with tears.
Brandon pulled out of Christy and came over to kneel down beside me in all his glory. “Baby, Christy and I talked and I told her that I didn’t want to leave you. So we came up with the plan for us all to be together. You will get me Mondays, Thursdays and Saturdays. Christy will have me Tuesdays, Fridays and Sundays. I will continue to have my poker nights on Wednesdays.”
“What? You’ve got to be joking,” I whispered raggedly, another sob catching in my throat.
“It’s a win-win Spencer,” Christy said. I looked up and wiped the tears from my eyes and I saw her huge grin.
“Like hell it is!” I said while shaking my head vigorously. “This is not what I want, not at all!”
“Baby, don’t be like this,” Brandon said as he brushed his fingers against my wet cheek. I cringed away, not even wanting him to touch me after his hands had just been all over her.
All I could say over and over again was no. This could not be happening. “Baby, why are you crying?” Brandon said as he continued to brush his fingers across my cheek.
“No, this isn’t real, it’s not. It can’t be,” I kept saying to myself.
“Shh Baby don’t cry, I’m here,” Brandon said.
I shook my head, still crying, “No, no, no, no, no…”
“Spencer, wake up you’re having a bad dream.”
“No, no, no, no, no…”
“Spencer, Baby, please wake up.”
I gasped as I opened my eyes to see Brandon leaning over me.
“Shh it’s okay. You were having a bad dream, I’m here.” I blinked at Brandon to try and focus on his face. I had been really crying as I slept through that awful dream and tears filled my eyes once more.
It was dark except for the light that was on my right side. I looked over and noticed it was from the lamp on my nightstand. “Baby, you’re safe. I’m here.” Brandon brushed his hand on my cheek.
“It… it was just a dream?”
“Yes, whatever it was, it was just a dream. You’re safe.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck and tugged him down to me. “It was just a dream” I repeated as realization started to become clear.
“Do you want to tell me about it?”
I told Brandon about my dream as he brushed his hand over my hair. “Baby, it was just a dream. I can guarantee you that will never happen. If I could, I would never see her again, never talk to her again. I told you once before and I will tell you over and over. You are everything I could ever possibly want or need.”
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Over the next few weeks, I helped Ryan as she started to plan her wedding. Since she had been dreaming and fantasizing about her big day for most of her life, she had almost all of the details already planned out. We went dress and flower shopping, I helped send out save the date notices and we started planning her Bridal Shower and Bachelorette party.
Brandon and I continued our routine of working out four nights a week at his gym with one night always ending in the couple’s massage room. My body loved the special treatment it was now getting once a week. Since Ryan and Max were back together and almost inseparable, we now spent most nights at Brandon’s place. To my relief, I hadn’t seen Christy again or received anymore texts from her. Maybe she was finally content enough to leave me alone now that she was getting Brandon’s financial support.
Tonight was Ryan and Max's engagement party at her parent's house. Ryan's parent's lived in Atherton, which was about a forty minute drive from our house. Her parents had a six bedroom, five and half bathroom mansion that sat on almost two acres of land. It was a New England style home with a gated entrance, three-car garage, tennis courts, a pool, and adjoining pool house.
When you entered the two-story home, you were greeted by a grand staircase that I always envisioned Ryan walking down in her prom dress to meet her date as a teenager. Their kitchen was similar to ours, except triple the size.
The kitchen led out to a tiled stucco patio that had a giant fountain in the center. Beyond the patio was a large pool that was surrounded by a large long yard that stretched the length of the house. Just beyond the pool was the pool house that also served as their workout room.
Ryan and Max invited only their closest friends and family to the party. However, there were still about one hundred people in attendance. Ryan also invited Jason and Becca and I was really looking forward to hanging out with them. I hadn't seen them since the night of Becca’s show when Christy dropped the baby news bomb on us.
"You’re not drinking tonight?" I asked Becca who was out by the pool.
"No...”
“Oh, why not? The champagne is really good. Ryan’s parents always get the good stuff.”
“Jason and I are trying to have a baby."
"Oh my God, that is fantastic!"
"Sorry, I thought Brandon would tell you. Maybe Jason told him not to until we knew for sure."
"That's okay, I am so happy for you!" I said while I gave her a hug. "It's actually perfect because your and Brandon's kids can grow up together."
"I know, I am excited. I know Brandon isn't and I certainly can’t blame you for not being, but I think you’ve been very supportive and he will be a good father."
"I think so, too. Just wish it wasn't Christy's baby. Has he told you about the texts?"
"Yeah, Jason told me. I would be livid if it were me," she said as she sipped her water.
"Well I'm not thrilled about them but I truly lov...like Brandon and want what's best for him and want him in my life."
"I know you love him. I can see it when you two are together. I have never seen him this happy in the...twelve years I have known him."
Brandon and Jason walked up as Becca and I were talking. I excused us so that I could introduce Brandon to Ryan and Max's parents and a few friends from college who I rarely saw nowadays. I showed Brandon around the house and Ryan's childhood room. There were posters of boy bands, famous actors and movie stars on her walls. Volleyball and tennis trophies rested on top of shelves that also held an array of books. Her parents kept her room exactly how she left it before college.
I turned to leave and reached out to grab Brandon's hand as he tugged me back. I stumbled into him, but he cushioned the embrace. I looked up into his eyes to question what he was doing when I saw the look in his eyes.
"Oh no, we are not doing it in here," I said as I tried to push him away. Not saying a word, he reached over and locked the door. "Babe, we can not have sex in Ryan's childhood bedroom!"
"You're wearing the dress again," he said as his eyes lowered to my legs.
He looked around the room and then he took my hand and led me into the bathroom that was connected to Ryan's room. He flicked on the lights and locked the door. My heart began to race as I thought of Ryan trying to get into her room... or anyone else for that matter.
I lunged towards him and wrapped my arms around his neck as our lips met and our tongues swirled with passion. A fire always burned deep inside at just the thought
of him touching me, kissing me, being inside of me. I broke our kiss as I ran my tongue along his throat and up the right side of his neck until I met the base of his ear. I sucked the end of his earlobe as he let out a groan.
His body pushed mine against the counter and he cupped my ass, pulling me tighter. His erection pressed into my mound as our mouths continued to devour each other. I reached down and grabbed a hold of the button of his jeans and slipped it through the slit. Slowly I unzipped his jeans as his right hand cupped my breast through my dress, squeezing a little and sending need shooting down between my legs.
My breath and heart raced as I thought about how any second we could be discovered. I tugged on Brandon's pants when the zipper was fully down. He stopped my hands and yanked his pants down to his ankles. I slid my hand inside his boxers, grasping his thick cock and began to lightly stroke it from the base to the tip and back down.
He slid me up on top of the counter and pushed my dress up to my hips. I spread my legs enough to allow him to step closer into me. Then Brandon stepped back out of my reach. He knelt down on his knees hooking a finger into the side of my panties and spread them to the side.
Closing my eyes, I leaned back against the mirror as he claimed me with his mouth, sucking, swirling and stroking the pink folds. My hands ran through his hair and I moaned shamelessly as his tongue darted in and out in an expert thrusting motion. Brandon continued to make love to me with his mouth until my pussy tightened convulsively. I moaned when a mind-numbing orgasm finally hit me, rocking my body with wave after wave of sensation. As he rose up and kissed me again, I could taste myself on him.
He grabbed my hips and lifted me off the counter, sliding me down until my feet touched the floor. Taking a condom from his pocket, he removed his jeans and boxers in one motion and tossed them on the floor. Then he sat on the closed toilet seat and pulled me over to him.
"Always prepared I see," I said.
"Always, when I'm with you. I can't seem to get enough of you."
"Me either."
He motioned for me to come to him as I slipped my panties off and tossed them on the floor. I pushed my dress back up to my waist and straddled his hips, lowering myself onto him as he held his cock in his hand.
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