Crazy Twisted Love (Crazy Love Series Book 3) by MF Isaacs (3)

 

 

CURTIS

 

I had a mini panic attack when I got back from running and found out bed empty. Luke and Amy were the only two awake when I left for my run, I didn’t figure that either of them helped her get far. I was shocked to find her in the bathtub; I knew it wasn’t easy for her to get in there by herself. I was more than happy to help her out, I would take any opportunity to touch her naked body.

 

After tasting each other for breakfast, I carried her upstairs for coffee. Her dad was scheduled to get home today and, the last she had talked to him, he was planning on picking up her Mom before coming over to see her. I’d met him already, but it was before we were engaged. I didn’t consider myself traditional, but I knew I needed to show him some respect and ask, albeit a little late, for his permission. I figured she could help me, but she laughed when I told her I wanted to ask his permission.

 

When her parents arrived, I let them have a few minutes with their daughter while I helped Amy get everyone something to drink. As soon as Amy and Angela started talking wedding, I asked her dad, Tim, if I could talk to him in private. He readily agreed, I kissed the top of Natalie’s head before leaving the room.

 

I led him out back to the covered seating by the pool and hot tub. I turned on the outdoor space heater and reassured myself that I would make this quick. It was colder outside than I anticipated. “I apologize I didn’t talk to you prior to asking Natalie to marry me. I was raised to have better manners than that. At this point, I plan on marrying her regardless of whether I have your permission or not. But I would still like to have your blessing. There are a few things I would like you to know before you tell me no.” I took several deep breathes before I could continue, “When we were stuck in the truck and I knew she was injured, my world stopped spinning. I lost my parents and older sister when I was 16. It wasn’t something that anyone can prepare for or understand, even after the fact. When you go through something like that, priorities change. When I met Natalie, they changed again. I know what it’s like to lose people you love and I am not willing to lose her.”

 

He stayed silent for longer than I wanted. I was almost ready to start pleading my case again when he spoke, “Do you think you know her well enough? It’s been what, a week?”

 

“I think I know her as well as I can at this point.” My stomach was in knots as I waited for him.

 

“Have you seen her pissed off yet? You know she’s probably a natural redhead under that hair dye she has used.” He was warning me, that’s a good sign.

 

“I have. I love the fire she has. I don’t expect her to be perfect, I just want her to be real. So far, she is by far the most real person I have ever met. I love that about her. I could tell you a million things I love about your daughter.”

 

“She is real. She couldn’t hide her emotions, even if she wanted to. I am sure we could take turns going over all the things we love about her. What I can say is that, for the first time in many, many years I can see her happiness. I believe that is all due to you. Angela and I would be honored to have you as part of our family. You don’t need my permission, but you have it and our blessing.”

 

As soon as our conversation was over, we joined the ladies back inside the warm house. The rest of their visit went great. We hung out at the McMann’s a for a bit then took them to see the condo. We had an early dinner with the whole gang at Jack’s.

 

 

 

 

 

NATALIE

 

I woke up because Curtis’ phone rang. Rather than letting it go to voice mail, like most people do when they are sleeping, he answered it. We’d have to talk about that, soon. Never the less he was trying to whisper, which by the way drives me crazy, I could still hear him. It was quickly clear that it was Jimmy and rather than leave the room he stayed right beside me. On one hand, I appreciated it and on the other, I wanted to go back to sleep.

 

He knew I was awake so when he hung up the phone he told me the news; they were coming for two nights instead of just one. I froze a little because we had only had one night alone in the condo. Our first night didn’t go as I imagined it would have, my parents were there all day which meant I didn’t take a nap. By the time we got home from Jacks, he carried me straight to bed where I proceeded to pass out. I felt a little bad that we didn’t have sex on our first night in the condo, but felt okay knowing we had another night before his guests would arrive.

 

He must have felt my body freeze because rather than snuggling into my back, he gently rolled me onto my back so he could see my face. “Talk to me. Why did you go stiff?”

 

There was no way I could answer him without sounding like a selfish bitch. If I didn’t answer, he would assume I was still hung up on the fact that he and Jimmy used to share women. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t prepared for them to come today. I thought we still had a night here alone. I was so tired after yesterday, that we didn’t even get to christen the new bed.” Before I could continue speaking he was kissing up my shoulder working his way to my ear.

 

“We have hours before they will get here. We have nothing planned until later today, nothing stopping us from fucking right now. Would you like that Hot Stuff?” His hand was suddenly running up my leg toward the apex of my thighs. His words were broken up by kisses, and his kisses alternated with sucking. I couldn’t find it in me to complain because, while he was kissing or sucking, he was also pulling my panties to the side to make room for his fingers to sweep up and down my swollen folds. “You want to feel me here don’t you?”

 

I tried to respond with words, but when I opened my mouth the only thing that came out were gasps and groans. The pleasure radiating from my core dwarfs the pain coming from my ribs. I couldn’t keep my hips still, I chased the promise his touch provided. I wanted to beg him for more but I couldn’t speak. I could feel his stiffness poking me; I could feel his hips moving much the same way mine were.

Before I could reach out to stroke him, he was moving between my legs.

 

Slowly and carefully he removed my panties, working them over my cast and tossing them across the room. As soon as the barrier was removed, he used both hands to hold my legs wide open. “Fuck Babe, I could stare at you all day. Your pussy is so wet for me.” He brushed one thumb followed by the other up and down my wet lips. One thumb swirled my clit as the other trailed down to my ass, the combination driving me closer to the edge. I watched his face as he kept his gaze right where his hands were; back and forth they traded spots before he used them both to separate my folds, exposing my core to his heated gaze.

 

Watching him as he took in the sight of my pussy was turning me on almost as much as the direct contact his hands were giving me. I needed him inside me, I couldn’t wait any longer. All his teasing did was bring me closer to the edge, now I needed to be filled. With a growl, I showed him how desperate I was for him, “Now Curtis! I need you to fuck me, now. Fill me. Give it to me Babe.” I couldn’t be concerned with the pain in my ribs as I reached out desperate for him to be on top of me and inside of me.

 

He held his upper body off mine as he slowly lined himself up with my slick opening. One hard thrust and he filled me completely. I would never get tired of having him fill me. Rather than pulling out, he stayed deep and slowly rotated his hips in the sexy fucking way only he’s ever done for me. I could feel the tip hitting my secret spot which triggered my first orgasm in our new bed. I couldn’t hold his ass and grind back like I wanted because of my ribs, but he did it for me and holy fuck it was amazing. When I came down from the bliss, I found him smiling down at me with mischief in his eyes. “You like that Hot Stuff? I’m not done with you yet.”

 

He wasn’t kidding. We didn’t leave the bed until I’d had two more and was ready for a nap. Instead, he helped me shower for the first time since the accident. We wrapped the cast in garbage bags and he used the hand-held shower head. I sat back on the built-in bench and watched as he washed himself after taking care of me. The steam kept me warm, not to mention the arousal that coursed through my body at the sight of his muscled form. I watched intently as he stroked his semi hard cock with a generous about of body wash. I could feel his eyes on me as mine were focused on the movement of his hand.

 

He turned his body to rinse the suds, never slowing his strokes. As soon as the suds were gone he took a half a step toward me and for the second time since waking up, I ignored the pain in my ribs in exchange for pleasure. This time, his pleasure. It hurt slightly to bend forward but I would have endured worse in order to give him a sliver of what he’d given me. I swirled my tongue around the wet tip. I used my palm to cup his balls and my fingers to add pressure just behind them. His growl of approval spurred me on. I tapped his leg indicating I wanted him to spread his legs and he followed without hesitation. I used one hand to stroke him as I eagerly sucked him into my warm, wet mouth; I kept the other hand gently massaging his balls and working my fingers in slow circles as they wandered between his perfectly sculpted ass cheeks.  Most guys love this until their thoughts got in the way, so I wasn’t surprised when his hip moved in a way that assisted getting my fingers to his puckered hole.

 

His words encouraged me, “Oh fuck Babe, feels so good. Don’t stop. Oh god, please.” When I heard him begging, I slowly pushed inside. His cock leaked at a rapid speed and I swallowed as quickly as he produced it. I didn’t stop my finger and he didn’t stop his groans of pleasure or the desperate thrusting of his hips. His hands gripped my hair and held me close as he fucked my face and I fucked his ass with my finger. I could feel his ass grip my finger before the first spurt of cum hit the back of my throat. He roared as his release shot down my throat and his thighs trembled to keep him upright.

 

I slowly pulled out my finger at the same time he slowly pulled his cock from my mouth. The slow, lazy smile I gave him was returned with a matching one along with glazed eyes. He did a quick rinse and I washed my hands and face before he turned the water off and wrapped us both in our brand new fluffy towels.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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It was time to prepare for our first house guests. Curtis had Calvin and Steve ready to help move my old bed into the guest room. So, Hannah and Sierra came over to keep me company while they did all the hard stuff.

 

I still felt a little awkward having guest in our new place, not because I wanted to keep Curtis for myself. Well, I mean I did but that wasn’t the reason I felt awkward. I felt awkward because I couldn’t act as a hostess. I couldn’t maneuver in the kitchen to prepare food. I could offer drinks but I couldn’t get them. I still wasn’t sure if I was even going to like these people, and they were staying for two nights.

 

As soon as the guys drove off in Calvin’s big truck I told Hannah and Sierra my concerns. I kept out the part about my initial freak out, not that Sierra didn’t already know. At first, they suggested the adult arcade place, which sounded super fun if I could get around on my own. It was then that Sierra suggested I call the doctor to see how long before I could get switched into a walking air cast instead of the super bulky old school one I’d gotten in the emergency room.

 

Two hours later I slowly walked out of the doctor’s office with an air cast that hit right below my knee. It felt like I’d lost twenty pounds and suddenly getting around didn’t hurt my ribs nearly as bad as before.

 

Now that I could move around, we decided it would be fun for the four couples to hit the adult arcade. Steve and Calvin convinced Curtis to bring extra cash, but told him it was totally worth every penny. The four of them headed to their respective homes to get ready for a night out, while Curtis and I got ready and waited for Jimmy and Shelley to arrive.

 

With the air cast, I could slowly get myself around without help. Curtis took longer to change his clothes than any other portion of getting ready. He changed into a pair of dark wash slim jeans, they molded to his body and the flat front belt he wore accentuated the bulge. I knew what caused the bulge, I knew it was as big if not bigger than it appeared. He pulled on a black ribbed turtleneck sweater, it too was form fitted and made him look fucking hot. As soon as he pulled on his slim fit black leather boots I considered telling him we should just stay home. Regardless of being dressed in jeans and a casual sweater he looked more dressed up than I had ever seen him. I couldn’t say there was a time he ever looked bad, but this was by far the best he’d ever looked.

 

Soon enough he was kissing me as he walked out of our bedroom, allowing me to get ready in private. I liked that I knew what he was wearing, it eliminated the wonder of how casual to dress. I’d automatically assumed I would wear jeans; that was until I realized that I didn’t have any that I was willing to cut or that would fit over or under the cast. My next option is some form of cotton pants; I’d been living in yoga style pants that easily stretched over the cast or bunched above it. I didn’t want to wear yoga pants on a date. That left me with the option of a skirt or dress. I chose a charcoal colored body hugging sweater dress. I tried it on with and without panties, there was no disguising the lines. I opted to go without, but my boobs were much too big to go without a bra. Once I was dressed I slowly applied makeup for the first time since the day of our accident. It still hurt too much to raise my hands very high so for my hair I settled with a simple fish braid over my shoulder. I wore simple black lace ballet flats and finished the outfit with half dozen silver bracelets.

 

I slowly made my way down the hallway, hoping that our guests weren’t here just yet. Curtis was standing in the kitchen; he paused with the bottle of water halfway to his mouth. I honestly looked around the room wondering what made him stop, he laughed when he realized what I was doing. “No one here Hot Stuff, just you. It was just you that stopped me in my tracks.” He made his way toward me, a man on a mission. As soon as he was within touching distance, he wrapped me in his arms and burying his face in my neck where I can hear him smell me. It tickled and I couldn’t help the giggle that escaped. “You look fucking hot Babe. I wish I could turn you around and take you back to our room for the night.” His hand wanders down my ass as he speaks, “We can’t because they’ll be here any minute. Um….Nat you aren’t wearing any underwear are you?”

 

“I couldn’t without showing pantie lines.” I lean back to see the reaction on his face at my admission.

 

“You have two choices…panties or something that covers your ass. I can’t have you walking around in public with your ass swaying for all to see.” To emphasize his point, he spanked my ass hard and gently turned me back toward our bedroom.

 

As I walked away I purposely bounced my butt. I heard him growl at me and I lost it laughing. I debated on what to do, panties or a long cardigan. I pulled the two cardigans out that I had, one was a chocolate brown and bulky, the other was a light weight navy blue. I slipped on the navy blue one and then had to change my shoes too. I walked down the hall as I heard the doorbell ring. Curtis made eyes at me as he made his way to the door. I made it to him right before he opened the door, “Please tell me you chose both?” He pulled me into his side keeping his arm around my shoulder as he opened the door to who I assume to be Jimmy and Shelley.

 

They are stunning. Jimmy is a little taller than Curtis, but not nearly as muscular. He has blonde hair, blue eyes, and a short beard. If I had to describe him I would say he physically looked like a soccer player yet his bearded face and stylish blonde hair made him look like a musician. Shelley was very pretty, brown eyes and light brown hair that rested on her shoulders, it was stylish with simple curls. She’s wearing a casual sweater with jeans and, despite knowing she is pregnant, it’s clear she hasn’t started to show yet.

 

I’m thankful Curtis invited them in because I’m too busy taking note of their looks and attire. Man, that makes me sound super shallow and I try not to be. Okay, I try not to be with people I know. So far, I don’t really know these people so I like to think I could be excused, until later.

 

As soon as they are inside Curtis introduces me to the couple. Jimmy doesn’t waste any time; he pulls me away from Curtis and into a hug. As he held me tight, he congratulated me on our engagement. As soon as he releases me, Shelley hugs me as well. I beat her to the punch and congratulate her on the pregnancy while also asking how she feels.

 

Conversation flows easily from there and before we know it, it’s time to leave for the arcade. Curtis drives and I volunteer to sit in the back seat with Shelley, I’m still not comfortable sitting up front since the accident. At the arcade Calvin, Sierra, Steve, and Hannah are already there with a table. Jimmy knows Curtis’ sibling but hadn’t met Calvin or Hannah, so Curtis introduced the group. Shelley had met Sierra briefly but that was prior to either of them being pregnant. We spent the next four hours eating, drinking, playing arcade games, and those who aren’t pregnant or sporting a fancy cast enjoyed the grown-up rides. I could see this being our favorite date night location; I certainly couldn’t wait to come back once my leg was healed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CURTIS

 

As we walked to the cars we made plans for the following night. Steve wanted everyone to come to their house; it is bigger than the condo. Calvin knew his mom would want everyone at their house and I had been hoping that everyone would come to our house. Ultimately, we agreed to celebrate at Steve and Hannah’s house, it is bigger than the condo and Calvin lost because we always do shit at their house.

 

Walking to the car Shelley offered to drive, at first I declined then she reminded me that she hadn’t had anything but water all night. I realized in that moment, that I even though I didn’t feel drunk I certainly had more than just water. I quickly handed over the keys and helped Natalie into the back seat with me. I sat right next to her and pulled her cast covered leg into my lap so she could elevate it some. Of course, that caused her to spread her legs and I was quickly reminded that my girl was commando underneath her dress.

 

I couldn’t help it, I had to run my hand up her leg to feel for myself. As soon as I hit her lips to her slick pussy, I wasted no time pushing one then two fingers inside. She remained silent as I pumped her pussy. If it weren’t for the slight hitch in her breath, the pulsing of her pussy, and the gush of her juices, I wouldn’t have known that she had an orgasm as Jimmy and Shelley sat no more than three feet away. When she rested her head on my shoulder I kissed her forehead and told her, “Sleep if you need to Babe. I’ll carry you to bed when we get home.” Just like that, she is sleeping right there in the back seat.

 

Back at the house I told Jimmy I would go put her to bed then help them bring their stuff in and get them set up with what they needed. After tucking Natalie in, I made my way out to the living room where Jimmy was already sitting down. “Did you ever think this would be our lives? Shelley sleeping?”

 

“She was going to read for a little bit before going to sleep. She’s been extra tired lately so I’ve been trying to let her fall asleep before I get into bed.”

 

“Seriously? Why would you do that?” As soon as he looked at me I realized why and felt stupid. “Never mind, don’t answer that. Are you ready to be married? What’s your plan for after the wedding?”

 

“I am ready. I think I am more ready that she is. Sometimes I feel bad, I got to try so many things and she hasn’t. She was a virgin when we started dating. I haven’t told her anything, but she hasn’t asked either. I worry, a lot, that she’ll somehow find out and that she’ll leave me when she does. Do you worry about that?” His happy demeanor changed; I can see the stress lines and the tired eyes. I can see the weight he is carrying around with him. It’s going to kill him if he doesn’t figure this out, preferable before he gets married.

 

“I don’t worry about it, because I’ve talked to Nat about it. I can imagine if she’d been a virgin the conversation would have been a lot harder to have. I know that Sierra struggled with Cal’s past before they got married. The only way to overcome it is to talk about it. What worries you the most about telling her?” I don’t have the fucking answers. Talking with him right now is only confirming for me how lucky I am that I found Natalie and that my past wasn’t enough to make her walk away.

 

“Hmm, let me see. It could be the fact that my best friend and I fucked girls together. It could be that I got off watching my best friend fuck girls. It could be that I fucking loved it when my best friend watched me fuck girls. It could be that one time when I took you in my mouth. It could be that I loved it when that happened. I don’t know Curtis, any and all of those things worry me.” As soon as he mentioned taking me in his mouth, I looked to the hallway and saw Shelley standing there frozen. I couldn’t stop him from putting it all out there. I couldn’t stop the train from wrecking. It might suck right now, and for a little while, as they work their way through this, but in the end their relationship will be better with the unicorn out of the closet so to speak.

 

He looked up and saw the back of her as she rushed back toward the guest room. He looked at me with sheer panic in his eyes. I couldn’t help him, I could be here to support them, but I couldn’t fix this. “Talk to her. I am pretty sure she heard the whole thing, if not she heard more than half of it. I can’t tell you what to say to make this better. I can tell you the one piece of advice I’ve been given more than once by Hannah and Calvin’s parents: nobody can determine what your relationship should look like. What is perfect for one couple may not work for the next. Don’t let society, or people in your life, determine what you two could or should do. That’s only for you two to decide. I’m glad you guys are here. If she isn’t ready to hear you out tonight, don’t push it. Natalie and I will both be here tomorrow and alone or together we might be able to talk to her.” With that I patted his shoulder and headed to my room.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

NATALIE

 

I’d been exhausted and the orgasm in the car on the way home tipped me over the edge. I couldn’t keep my eyes open, yet the minute he tucked me into bed my mind began to race. I knew he was heading back out to spend time with Jimmy and Shelley. I knew his history with Jimmy but I didn’t know the dynamic of Jimmy and Shelley’s relationship. I tried to relax my mind and let all the insecurities go. I thought of all the things Curtis has done to show me that his past is just that. I talked myself in and out of getting up to check on them more times that I want to admit.

 

The final decision came when I heard the guest bedroom door slam shut. I could hear the murmur of voices that I believed were Curtis and Jimmy. I’d just sat up in bed as Curtis was quietly opening our bedroom door. He was surprised to see me sitting up and automatically assumed that the slamming of the bedroom door woke me up. “Did Shelley slamming the door wake you up?”

 

“I was already awake.” I answered quickly because I knew as soon as he undressed I would be completely distracted at the sight of him. He took his time pulling off his boots and socks first. His sweater and jeans were next and soon he stood in just his tight boxer briefs.

 

“Hot Stuff, if you don’t stop looking at me like that I can’t be held responsible for what happens next. I’d love to fuck you right now, but I really need to fill you in on why Shelley is slamming doors.” It took effort to focus on what he was saying because my mind had already gone in the direction of him fucking me.

 

“What happened?” I slowly rolled to my side to watch him climb into the bed beside me.
 

“After I tucked you in, I found Jimmy sitting in the living room by himself. He said Shelley was reading in bed. I asked him if he was ready to get married. He told me he’s having a hard time with guilt because he’d experienced so much and she was a virgin when they got together. He was in the middle of telling me that he’s worried she’ll leave him if, or better yet when she finds out all the things he’s done. He asked if I was worried about you finding out,” I smiled at him knowing that he’d been worried about my reaction until he actually told me. “It felt good telling him that you already know about it. He was in the middle of telling me all the things he’s worried about telling her when I saw her standing in the hallway. I don’t know how much she heard, my guess is she heard most. if not all of it.”

 

If I thought I had a lot of things racing through my mind when I was lying in bed by myself, it turns out it was nothing compared to right this minute. I was instantly cataloging the positive, negative, and mixed thoughts while thinking about Shelley. Just because someone is a virgin, it doesn’t mean that they are ignorant to the fact that not everyone has only vanilla sex. My biggest mixed thought was that I didn’t know if she is going to be ignorant about his past. If she has an open mind, I think they have a chance. I looked up and saw Curtis watching me process everything he’d said. When our eyes connected, he leaned in and kissed me softly. It was reassuring me that he knew it was a lot to process. I wondered what his thoughts were, did he want to help them or was he secretly hoping this would be a deal breaker? “What happened after she slammed the door?”

 

“I told him it was time to talk to her. Then I shared the advice that Amy and Luke have given me, it’s up to them to determine what their relationship is going to be like. What works for us, might not work for them. They don’t have to follow rules that society has set out. I might have also told him that you and I would be here if he needed us to talk to her. I don’t know that I have much to offer her, but I thought that you might have insight into what she’s thinking. I am sorry if I overstepped my bounds by offering your help without asking you.” I could see the concern in his eyes when he admitted to volunteering me to help Shelley.

 

It warmed my insides knowing that he was worried about the fact that he’d offered my help without asking me first. I was willing to talk to her. I might not have been a virgin or innocent of sexual exploits when I met Curtis, but I still had to come to terms with the thoughts of Curtis’ past. My worries may not be the exact same as hers but I had them just the same.

 

“I don’t know that I’ll be any help, but I’d be happy to talk to her. I love that you’re willing to talk to her as well. Not much we can do about it right now, but if necessary, we’ll do what we can tomorrow.” I was done talking. I was awake and I saw once again that I was the one Curtis was most concerned about. Not Jimmy who might be losing his relationship, and not Shelley who just got the shock of her life. The feeling of being number one for him sparked something inside me that confirmed he was my number one too.

 

I might have bouts of insecurity but it won’t be due to the way he treats me. I might wonder what he is really thinking but only because I haven’t asked him yet. I am sure there will be days that he will say or do something that hurts my feelings but it won’t be intentional. Understanding that means I also understand that I have the responsibility to keep in mind his insecurities and his worries about what I am thinking. It’s my job to prevent myself from hurting his feelings or saying something that might.

 

My new mission between now and our wedding will be to be his biggest supporter. To help obliterate any insecurities he might have and to leave him no doubts about my love for him. “I love you. I know this has all happened faster than I ever expected but it doesn’t change the truth. I know there will be days when one or both of us will struggle to get things right, but I want you to know that I am committed to making this work for us. I love the advice that Luke and Amy gave you. I love my sister and Greg, but I have known forever that I don’t want a marriage like they have. I know I am past participating in threesomes but it doesn’t mean that I can’t appreciate them from afar. I also can’t guarantee that I won’t drink tequila ever again.” I couldn’t help giggling because he tickled me when I said that.

 

He was done with our conversation and I was totally okay with that. Instead, he made slow passionate love to me. This time we kissed our way through our mutual orgasms, stifling the normal sounds out of respect for our guests.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CURTIS

 

I was overwhelmed with the love and understanding that Natalie has given me. I know I am lucky she has welcomed Jimmy and Shelley, but mostly Jimmy into our home. I know I couldn’t have welcomed someone from her sexual past into our home. I am simply just not built that way. I have normal concern for Jimmy and his possibly crumbling relationship with Shelley. That concern is nothing compared to my concern for Natalie when it comes to her helping Shelley.  

 

The next morning, I woke up with Natalie’s warm body in my arms. We took our time getting ready, a joint shower followed by helping and watching her get dressed. There is something about knowing what she’s wearing underneath her clothes that makes me feel like we have a secret, which I guess we kind of do. There was plenty of touching and kissing but nothing more than that. Before facing our house guests, we agreed that we were willing to help them so long as it wasn’t at the expense of our own relationship and happiness.

 

Shelley was in the kitchen when we made our way down the hall. It was clear from her appearance that she didn’t get much sleep last night. I didn’t know all the rules of pregnancy so I asked before assuming, “Do you drink coffee?” she confirmed that she usually allows herself one cup a day. “There is a great coffee shop not far from here. Would you like to check it out?”

 

I think she thought I was offering to take her, which I guess I would if she wanted me to. I was actually thinking it would give her and Natalie an opportunity to talk without us around. “Sure. Natalie, would you be willing to go with me? I can drive and you can show me where to go.” Just like that, the girls are gone. I can only keep my fingers crossed that Shelley is willing to hear Natalie out. Otherwise our first New Year’s Eve together is going to be rough.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

NATALIE

 

I knew the instant Shelley asked me to go with her to the coffee shop that she needed someone other than Jimmy to talk to. I’ve been there, a few times. Unfortunately for me those times were usually when I discovered that I really didn’t have the friends I thought I had. That saying, ‘I may not always be there with you, but I will always be there for you’ Isn’t always true. Ends up, I didn’t have anyone who was always there for me. I could be there for her, it didn’t matter that I just met her the day before.

 

I gave her directions to the coffee shop that Amy took us girls to the day after Christmas. I figured if nothing else happens, a little retail therapy might make her feel better. Not to mention their baby stuff is so fricking cute. We ordered our drinks and muffins; she refused to let me pay and told me to go find a place to sit. I was thankful that she was going to carry my drink; I was still new with the walking with the air cast.

 

When she sat down with me I could see the wheels turning and the questions formulating. I didn’t want to overwhelm her or bombard her with my life or, better yet, sexual experience. I want her to feel comfortable talking frankly about her thoughts and feelings. I figured the worst that is going to happen is she will judge me. Honestly, at this point in my life, that isn’t a big deal.

 

“Curtis told me what happened last night, he wasn’t sure how much of the conversation you heard but figured it was probably most of it. I’m sure that was a huge shock for you. I can tell you about when I found out, but honestly I was in a completely different situation than you so it’s not something that I think will even help.” I tried to gauge her reaction, but her expression didn’t change any.

 

“You weren’t already engaged and pregnant when you found out.” She hit the nail on the head. I wasn’t engaged or pregnant, I had the choice to continue my relationship with Curtis without it affecting anyone else.

 

“Exactly. But I did already love him. I’d already started planning our future in my mind. Sounds creepy, doesn’t it? Wait, don’t answer that. Let me just tell you, before I met Curtis I did the party girl scene. I’d explored sexually, I’d seen it and done it which means when he told me, I didn’t feel like I had room to judge him. He let me sleep on it and then the next day he dropped a bigger bomb on me when he told me he’d just walked away from a committed relationship with a man and a woman. So, I agree my situation was different, but in many ways, it was more than what you are dealing with.” I continued watching her to gauge her reactions. She didn’t flinch when I said I’d seen it and done it. She also didn’t seem surprised by Curtis’ past relationship.

 

“I feel stupid. I have been in love with Jimmy since eight grade. We went to the same school; I was the shy nerdy girl who sat in the back and gazed at the popular jock. I dreamed about being his girlfriend, thankfully he was too busy with sports to date. I’d heard that he went a little wild once he left for college. When I ran into him at a party, I finally took my chance and talked to him. We ended up spending most of the night talking. I knew right then I wanted him to be my first. When I told my girlfriend that I was leaving the party with him she begged me not to. She told me the stories she’d heard. She told me that he shared girls, she told me that he preferred threesomes. I called her a liar. I told her she was jealous I was finally getting something I wanted and she wasn’t going to ruin it. I didn’t look back. I left that night with him. He refused to sleep with me that night; instead, he kissed me and held me.

 

“Not long after that he took me to watch him play soccer. Apparently, it was the one time that Curtis played, I watched the two of them play and interact together and it was like they were connected in a way that I can’t even explain. I remember wondering for most of the game if what my friend had said was true. If it was, I knew in my gut Curtis was the other guy.” She wasn’t pissed, she wasn’t even surprised. I think she was mostly just mad at herself because she didn’t believe her friend.

 

“Wow, I don’t know what to say. Did you guys talk about things last night? I know for me, I worried that I would never be enough. I worried that he would want to add someone or share me. While I have done it, I knew for myself it wasn’t something that I wanted long term. If I am going to marry someone, I want it to just be the two of us. I can appreciate the sexual appeal, because let’s face it sometimes two is better than one. But having already been there and done that, I know the same physical thing can happen with toys. Did you hear the beginning of the guys’ conversation last night when Jimmy said he was worried that you would be disappointed that you hadn’t gotten to experiment before getting married?”

 

She chuckled, “He tried to say that to me last night when we talked about it. It pissed me off because I thought it was his way of getting to do it with me. I honestly can’t see the appeal, not sure if that will change when I get older but right now, it’s the last thing on my mind. I’m not attracted to women and Jimmy is more than I can handle as it is. I worried before this that I wouldn’t be enough sexually simply from the stand point of not having any experience compared to him.”

 

“I have two things to say then I think we should shop. One, the advice that Amy and Luke gave Curtis; only you guys get to decide what your relationship is going to be like, what works for us won’t necessarily work for you. The second thing falls in line with that advice, only you get to decide if his past is going to prevent you from having a future. If you decide you are going to accept it, then acknowledge it and don’t be afraid to talk about it. That was one of the things I told Curtis, he asked if I had any questions and I told him I was sure they would pop up and I wanted to be able to ask them when they did.” Our muffins were demolished and our coffees were cold, as far as I was concerned it was time to shop.

 

“Thanks Natalie. I needed this. I know in my heart we’re going to work through it, but part of me is struggling with it because I feel lied to. Not the acts themselves but the fact that he kept it hidden. Makes me wonder what else he is hiding.” She was gathering the trash as I slowly got myself up.

 

“I know. I think that should be one of the things you tell him. I don’t know what he’s thinking at this point, I only know what Curtis shared with me. Based on that, it sounded like Jimmy was worried that the acts themselves were going to be an issue. Okay, enough worrying or thinking about all that, for just a little while. You’ve got to come see all the stuff this store has. They have the cutest baby shit ever.” Just like that, we walked away from the heavy relationship bullshit and walked into the store that could possibly fix everything.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CURTIS

 

The girls had been gone for three hours. I was totally prepared for them to be gone for an hour, when two rolled around I worried that maybe Natalie helped Shelley leave the country. Thankfully, Shelley sent Jimmy a picture showing him the stack of baby stuff she was buying. I could see the relief physically roll off him.

 

When they walked into the house, both girls were carrying an arm load of bags. Natalie handed me the stuff she’d gotten for the kitchen and then handed Jimmy the other bags she was carrying for Shelley. She looked exhausted and I knew she needed to get her leg up, especially if she was going to make it until midnight.

 

Shortly after the girls got back the pizza Jimmy and I ordered arrived. We all ate and visited about wedding plans, theirs and ours. As soon as we’d finished eating, Natalie said she needed a nap and I gladly offered to nap with her.

 

I carried her to our room; I slowly stood her up and stripped her down. I knew I was the luckiest bastard in the world. This was a perfect chance for me to show her how lucky I feel. I kissed her top to bottom and bottom to the apex of her thighs. I love the taste of her pussy, I would never get enough. This time when her orgasm hit, she didn’t hold back. If anyone was listening, they heard all about her love of my tongue. It spurred me on, I didn’t stop after just one, I let her fuck my face and tongue much the same way she lets me fuck hers.

 

I couldn’t wait for her ribs to heal so I could flip her around and fuck her in different positions. As it was, I had her lay on her stomach with her leg together, I straddled them and pulled her ass cheeks apart. It wasn’t enough, I pulled her hips so her hips were tilted just enough to slide myself into her hot, wet core. I instructed her to rub her clit because I wasn’t going to last, this position just tightened her pussy to the point where it was hard to move. One last look down at where I stretched her open and I was shooting blast after blast into her.

 

Three hours later we woke up and repeated the process. This time she only let me eat her through one orgasm and I let her suck me until I was desperate to sink balls deep.

 

I think, if anything, we might have sparked make up sex for Jimmy and Shelley because they were still locked in their room when we made our way out of ours.

Jimmy came out a few minutes after we did and was ready to celebrate New Year’s Eve. Shelley was a little more reserved when she made her way out, she couldn’t make eye contact with Nat or me. I wasn’t sure if she was embarrassed by us and our noise or by them and whatever they might have done. Wasn’t my concern either way.

 

Now that it was time, I was thankful that we were heading over to Steve and Hannah’s house. We decided to pack a change of clothes just in case we decided to stay the night. We stopped by the store for drinks and snacks. The girls were responsible for food; Jimmy and I were in charge of getting the drinks. We picked up Tequila; Vodka; microbrew variety twelve pack; Mike’s hard lemonade; a couple bottles of champagne and Margarita Mix. We met the girls at the front of the store and thankfully they had picked up non-alcoholic beverages because we missed those.  

 

Nat took one look at our cart before raising an eyebrow at me, “Margarita’s, my favorite.” She winked at me before reminding me, “I’ve warned you about what happens when I drink tequila.”

 

I wanted to pull her into my body but, because of her cast, it was easier for me to move into her space, “You can drink whatever you want Hot Stuff. I’ll be there to protect you from getting naked while we’re where anyone other than me can see.” I kissed her hard and inappropriately based on our public location. I couldn’t find it in me to care. I certainly wasn’t going to hide my boner either. I held her next to my body so she could feel me. When I glanced up I could see Shelley watching us and Jimmy watching her. The knowledge made my dick a little harder and I couldn’t keep my hands to myself, I gripped a handful of her ass as I pressed myself further into her body. I felt, more than I heard the moan of appreciation that came from her body. It was the cashier that pulled me from the fantasies running through my mind; probably a good thing.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

NATALIE

 

If I had to guess, Curtis is hoping I will indulge in some tequila. He doesn’t know what he’s asking for, I tried to warn him. I have purposefully stayed away from tequila since making the decision that I wanted more out of life than I’d been getting. We’ve had a few drinks together, but nothing more than a beer or two. Tonight is the first time we’ll be letting loose, it should be eye opening for sure.

 

We arrive at Steve and Hannah’s right behind Calvin and Sierra. We were busy unloading all the food and drinks when half the phones in the room buzz with a text alert. Those with buzzing phones all laughed, apparently, Luke and Amy bailed on spending the evening with us. They had the house to themselves and planned to take full advantage of the alone time.

 

Drinks were served and appetizers galore; the two pregnant ladies congregating by the food. The guys grabbed a couple drinks each and made their way downstairs to the fully furnished game room. Before he went downstairs, Curtis poured those who were drinking a shot of tequila. He held his shot up to mine and with our eyes locked we each tossed the drinks back. He sucked a lime and quickly shared the juices with a tongue tangling kiss. His hand was back on my ass, gripping it firmly just like he’d done at the store. Apparently, even without me telling him, he was fully aware that I loved it when he did that. Before he walked away to join the guys, he released his hold on my ass only to slap it instead. Both gestures got my blood pumping and I know he could feel my heated gaze watching him walk away.

 

The pregnant and completely sober girls didn’t miss a thing, they watched the interaction. Sierra smiled and Shelley quickly looked away. Just like that, my mission to push Shelley’s boundaries was underway. I knew better than to mix up margarita’s this early, I’d be completely trashed and possibly topless before the New Year hit.

 

The conversation quickly turned towards babies and weddings. With the one shot of tequila coursing through my system I felt restless, which meant I didn’t want to talk about babies and weddings. While they talked, I drank. Hannah must have sensed my feelings because she quickly diverted the conversation toward a new topic.

 

Photography, more specifically toward the idea of us having boudoir photos done for the guys. She grabbed the photobook that she’d given Steve as a wedding gift. The photographer was amazing; it didn’t hurt that Hannah as the subject was gorgeous. As I flipped through the book I saw the variety of shots including some with Steve in them. They were hot. I could appreciate that both Steve and Hannah were attractive, but it was more the thought of Curtis and me being in those pictures.

 

I couldn’t hold my tongue, tequila may have influenced my mouth to speak, either way the words were out before I could stop them. “Damn that’s hot. You have your own printed porn. Were these taken sober? I could totally do this after a few shots of tequila, but I’m not sure I could do it if I was sober.”

 

Hannah laughed before admitting, “We were drunk on lust. That was before our wedding, so we were still virgins.” I remembered that Curtis had told me about them waiting for their wedding.

“No fucking way! You’re clearly riding the O-train in this picture. Damn I’ve had pictures taken while getting it on, but they certainly weren’t done by a professional. The best I got is from a cell phone camera. Probably didn’t help that it was in the middle of a party and the lighting sucked.” Tequila, I blame tequila. Sierra and Hannah thought I was funny, I am sure they wondered if I was being truthful and sadly, I was being 100% honest. Shelley sat back with her expression masked, I had no idea what was going through her head.

 

Luckily, Hannah was drinking right alongside me; her filter was slower to fall than mine. We called the guys upstairs when we decided it was time for another shot of tequila. I was clearly on my way to drunk and if I was going to crossover to the inappropriate side of things, it was best for me to do it with Curtis present. When the guys made their way upstairs, it was clear they’d had more than just one shot and two beers each. Hannah quickly explained that there is a fully stocked bar downstairs.

 

The look Curtis gave me as he made his way toward me in the kitchen made me feel sexy. I tried to ignore him as I poured the tequila, but he didn’t care about the tequila, he only cared about me. I took two shot glasses as he pulled me into his hold, “One for you, one for me.”

 

He shook his head before telling me, “You can have them both.”

 

“No way Jose. If I’m having one, so are you.” He grabbed one glass and tossed the shot back and dropped the glass on the counter, without taking his eyes off me. I slowly followed suit and set my glass next to his on the counter. “You having fun with the guys?”

 

“I’d rather be having fun with you.” He didn’t lower his voice and he didn’t shy away from gripping my ass again. He pulled my lower half, cast and all, into him; I hope for his sake that his dick hasn’t been hard this whole time. “I’d rather be naked with you.”

 

Naked reminded me of the photobook. “Did you know Hannah had naked pictures take for your brother?”

 

“Babe, unless we are talking about you being naked I don’t want to think about it. I especially don’t want to talk about it because I know my sister went with her. I’m not an idiot, I know my sister is pregnant but I’d rather not talk or think about how that happened.” I laughed because out of all the guys, I expected him to be the least bothered by the idea.

 

I slowly turned so I was facing the group and he stood behind me. He kept his hands on me, rather than gripping my ass he held my hips as he slowly rocked himself into my ass. I quickly glanced around to see if anyone was paying attention to us; I found the same thing I had at the grocery store, Shelley was watching us and Jimmy was watching her. The other two couples were too busy caught up in their own games of foreplay.

 

When Curtis brushed his stubble covered face up and down my neck, I allowed the visible shiver to ripple through my body. My nipples were desperate for friction and my pussy was pulsing with a need to be filled. The movement of my hips encouraged him; I was no longer concerned with Shelley or her boundaries. I was only concerned with Curtis filling me up. Fuck oysters, you want me to get in the mood, give me tequila. Thankfully, he was thinking along the same line, “Let’s take this to the bathroom.” He didn’t wait for a response; he just used his hand on my lower back to push me in the general direction he wanted me to go.

 

Lost in our need for each other, we didn’t lock the bathroom door. We were lucky to get it closed all the way before his dick was out and my pants were coming down. My ribs long forgotten and possibly numbed from the alcohol, I held onto the counter, bent at the waist and pressed my exposed core back eager to be filled. “Don’t tease me. Fucking fill me.” He doesn’t follow my request; instead he slaps my ass with his leaking cock. After smacking both cheeks he guides himself up and down my core. Desperate to be filled, I tried to push back on him only to have him slip further away from my opening. “Fuck me damn it.”

 

His gaze finally met mine in the mirror as he slowly pressed himself inside. I couldn’t be concerned with the moan that I am sure echoed in the tiled bathroom. His hand held my hips as he increased the pace of his thrusts. I could feel my ass jiggle each time his hips made contact, the tequila told me it looked hotter than it probably did. “Fucking hot Babe. Watching your ass bounce each time I slam into you. I wish you could see it.” I couldn’t respond, I was too turned on to talk. I was so close I know he could feel the fluttering of my orgasm as it built.

 

He released my hips but only to take one cheek in each hand and pull them apart, fully exposing my puckered ass for his viewing pleasure. The thought increased my arousal and I was quickly lost in the pleasure of my orgasm. I tried to slam myself back onto him, to increase the force of him hitting my secret spot. He quickly released my ass to pull my hair with one hand and forcefully grip one breast with the other. My whole body shook from the orgasm, his forcefulness only increased the intensity.

 

I opened my eyes just in time to watch his face as he filled me with spurt after spurt of his cum. When he slowed is pace, he held himself deep and our eyes connected in the mirror. “So fucking good. You are so fucking sexy. I just shot a load and I’m ready to go again.”

 

I laughed when there was a knock on the door; clearly, we’d forgotten we weren’t alone.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CURTIS

 

I can’t wait until she is fully healed. I can’t wait to flop her around and fuck her hard. I can’t wait to bury myself in her ass. I can’t wait to use all her toys. I just got done fucking her in my brother’s bathroom with half a dozen people down the hall and I can’t wait to go again. Wanting her has nothing to do with Jimmy, it has nothing to do with people hearing us; it is all her.

 

I wasn’t embarrassed as I opened the bathroom door. There stood Shelley, her cheeks pink and her eyes curious, “Sorry I need to use the bathroom and this is the only one I could find.”

 

“No worries. I hope we entertained you while you waited.” I winked as I moved around her; she was still frozen in the doorway. Natalie slapped my arm as she moved around Shelley as well.

 

I chuckled as I grabbed Nat’s hand a pulled her down the hall to join the others. I couldn’t find it in me to be embarrassed by our activity. My girl is fucking sexy and I can’t keep my hands off her. It wasn’t like the others hadn’t done something similar at Luke and Amy’s house. But leave it to Steve to call us on it, “You gonna name the baby you just made in my bathroom after me?”

 

Nat didn’t miss a beat, “Only if it’s a girl.” Everyone laughed.

 

Shaking his head, he told her, “You suck.”

 

“I do and I swallow.” She was cracking up as she waited to see if he was going to respond. Thankfully Hannah distracted them both by offering fresh drinks.

 

After eating enough to soak up some of the alcohol, we moved the party downstairs. We teamed up guys against girls to play pool. Steve and I played against Hannah and Natalie first, but only after we agreed that winners got to pick their prize. Natalie was quick to tell me she wanted her car back if they won. I’d been prepared for her to request a sexual favor, not for me to return her piece of shit car. I laughed, because I’d honestly been willing to lose on purpose if she requested something good. Not going to happen now.

 

I made my way to her so I could touch her as I told her what I wanted. I wrapped one arm around her waist and slowly swirled my other finger around her nipple. It was hard before I’d even made one rotation. Her back stiffened, the motion pushing her breast ever so slightly into my extended finger. Here I was trying to turn her on and drive her crazy, the reality is having her in my arms and touching her was turning me on just as much. She pulled me away from my fantasy when she asked me what I wanted as a prize. “When I win, you have to get your nipple pierced.” I pinched her nipple hard and instead of saying ouch or something along those lines she moans from the back of her throat. I felt the sound vibrate throughout my entire body and suddenly I didn’t feel like playing pool.

 

I didn’t even listen to what my brother and his wife had on the line. She could have cut him off for week and I still would have been committed to kicking their asses. Not only was I not giving her back the damn car, I couldn’t stop thinking about seeing her nipple pierced.

 

As soon as the game started my girl got a little sassy, “You know how much I drank in college?” I just smiled at her, I knew where she was going with her comment. “I used to play for drinks. I was drunk more often than not. I think I only paid for drinks two or three times.”

 

Steve was prepared, “You blow the bartender to pay him off?”

 

She laughed as she flipped him off, then proceeded to run the fucking table. She took her fucking time, swaying her hips as she rounded each corner. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. When her ass was facing me, she’d bend further and distract me with the roundness. When she was across the table, I swear she pulled the front of her shirt down to show me the cleavage that spilled from her bra. It was a good thing she ran the table because I wouldn’t have been able to walk around with my dick as hard as it is.

 

After sinking the eight ball exactly where she said she would, she handed my brother the pool que and walked into my open arms. “Double or nothing? Just you and me. I’ll let you start. If you win, I’ll pierce them both. If I win, I get my car back and you stop pretending the Discovery is mine.”

 

Everyone heard her, they all knew what I had on the line so suddenly it wasn’t just me against her it was guys against girls. “Oh you’re on Hot Stuff.” I stood up and was instantly in her space, I wrapped my arms around her. I gripped her ass and pulled her into me as I pressed my stiffness into her. Making no mistake about how turned on she makes me.

 

“Let’s go horn dog. We wanna see her kick your ass again.” Fucking Sierra. I flipped her off and got the game started.

 

I wasn’t a pool shark, but I’d played enough to hold my own. I broke the balls, sinking one solid and one stripe. I studied the table before calling stripes. I took two more turns before missing. Before she took her turn, Hannah poured her a shot of tequila. She sucked it down and worked her way around the table. After clearing everything but the eight ball she slowly made her way toward me, “You really want me to pierce my nipples?” I realize then that she ditched the pool cue somewhere because she’s currently cupping a boob in each hand. My eyes are drawn to the movement of her fingers; she’s frantically pinching and twisting her nipples. I can’t help myself, I tug at the bottom of her shirt and she knows exactly what I want. “I’ve had just enough tequila to think playing topless is a good idea. If you don’t want that to happen I suggest you stop pulling at my top. You want a peak at the girls? You can play with them for just a minute while I drink this here shot that your sister just poured for me.” Fucking hell she’s trying to kill me. I take one in each hand and still there is enough to spill over, her boobs are soft and squishy and turning me on. I pull her shirt down just enough to expose her cleavage and I lean in enough to motorboat the hell out of them. She backs away laughing and as soon as she turns back toward the table I smack her ass hard. My only hope at winning right now is to get her distracted.

 

She is busy lining up her shot, one I’m sure she can make with her eyes closed. She’s entertaining us all with her sass and doesn’t disappoint when she pauses right before taking her shot. “Here’s the thing Babe, I don’t have a problem piercing the girls for you. But, I’ve seen it done before and it hurts like a mother fucker. If I’m hurting, guess what? You’re not going to get to play with them. So, I think it’s in your best interest if I win. That way, your access to the girls is not interrupted.” She winked right before she made the game winning shot. The girls went crazy cheering for her as the guys had fun giving me shit.

 

I pulled her now drunk ass into my lap as the rest of the group took turns playing pool. As the night wore on, the drunk got drunker and the pregnant ones got more than they bargained for. I was thankful that my sister was one of the pregnant ones, I would never want to watch her do the things Hannah and Natalie were doing. I certainly wasn’t complaining that Nat was giving me a lap dance, the only thing that could have made it any better was if we were alone and she was naked or if she didn’t have the cast on. I love the confidence she has and the way she moves her body. I had no regard for our audience, I used one hand to hold her hip so I could pump mine into hers and I used the other to squeeze her tits and play with her nipples.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

NATALIE

 

With about an hour to go for the year, Hannah pulled out the photo booth props she’d gotten for the party. We took turns snapping pictures of the couples and then had the guys take some of all us girls together. The pregnant ones looked much better than us drunk ones, totally expected. Apparently, McMann’s have fun family traditions that Hannah wasn’t willing to let slip by just because their folks weren’t here. Each person had to share their favorite memory from the ending year and their biggest hope for the upcoming one.

Calvin gladly went first since he was expecting this. “Best memory from this year, it’s tough because it’s been the best year of my life. I will, however, pick our wedding day and my biggest hope for the New Year is an easy delivery of a healthy baby.” I loved seeing the loving looks shared between Calvin and Sierra.

Sierra went next and expanded a little on the same things that Calvin just said. “My best memory for this year is more than just our wedding, it’s the witnessing of our love and my brothers’ as well. My biggest wish for the new year is that our happiness continues.”

 

Drunk Hannah went next; I think she might regret a few things come morning but right now watching her is funny as hell. “I can’t tell you my best memory from the year. It’s private. Actually, it’s not that private; it was all caught on film. And, I’m pretty sure the girls already know.” I watched Steve as he waited to see if she was going to spill it. “So, that one time in Vegas when Steve asked Mary to take pictures while he proposed and instead he ended up”

 

Calvin interrupted her, “Don’t finish that sentence. I’m still your brother and I don’t what to know about you making a porno in Vegas.”

 

We all laughed and Hannah skipped ahead to her biggest hope for the New Year. Her hope was that she and Steve would add to the family. Steve went next and said his answers were the same as Hannah’s.

 

It was down to Jimmy, Shelley, Curtis and me. I was drunk enough to know it was best to wait as long as possible. I was thankful when Jimmy decided to go next. “My best memory from this year is two-fold. One is the night that Shelley and I got together; I will never forget the feelings that hit me. The second is this trip, it was exactly what Shelley and I needed; plus I got my friendship with Curtis back. My hope for the New Year is also two-fold, I hope that our wedding is everything Shelley ever dreamed it would be and that our child is healthy.”

 

I heard him speak and I understood the meaning behind his words. I kept my eyes locked on Shelley as he spoke and for the first time I saw her feelings shine through her eyes. Her love for the man sitting next to her shined bright and there was no denying he felt the same way about her.

 

Sharing your sober thoughts with a bunch of drunks probably wasn’t within her comfort zone. She did it anyway. Her best memory was finally having the man she had lusted after since High School. Her biggest hope was a beautiful wedding.

 

It was left to Curtis and me. I elbowed him, hoping he would go first; he pinched me, hoping I would go first. I did, “Fine, I will go next. My best memory would be furniture shopping with Curtis. My biggest hope for the New Year is that the friendships I have gained will continue to grow.” He kissed the side of my head giving me the reassurance that he understood the meaning behind my hope.

 

“My best memory for the year will be the day that I told Nat about my past and she didn’t immediately walk away from me.” Everyone chuckled despite him being serious. “My biggest hope for the New Year is that Nat and I will get to add to the family as well.”

 

By the time we’d all shared our memory and hope it was close to mid-night. We popped a couple bottles of champagne and passed out glasses. We turned on the big screen to watch the replay of the ball dropping in Time Square.

 

Curtis and I stood face to face as the countdown began. Our lips crashed together when the countdown hit about four. Neither of us stopped to drink our champagne, instead we stopped to get rid of our glasses all together. His hands gravitated to my ass just like they had done throughout the night. I locked mine around his neck. We traded growls as the pleasure twisted with each movement of our tongues. I briefly heard someone say good night at which point we did stop, only to figure out which bedroom was ours for the night.

 

Rather than waiting for me to limp my way, Curtis picked me up and carried me to the bedroom at the end of the hall. He was completely naked before I could even manage to get the air-cast off. My drunken state didn’t help; it took two of us to strip me completely naked.

 

He took the time to put my cast back on, I’d been willing to go without just this one time. Once he was satisfied that my cast was properly in place, he instructed me to lay back and play with my nipples like I’d done to drive him crazy earlier. He pulled both legs apart and crawled between them, kissing up the inside of my unbroken leg. As soon as he reached my bare mound, he inhaled deeply taking in the smell of my arousal along with the combination of our joint release that remained from earlier.

 

He devoured me with an urgency he hadn’t had before. I was taken off guard; I’d never been with a man that was willing to eat pussy that had been filled with cum. He didn’t appear to be bothered by it. As soon as his face was covered in my release he quickly crawled up the length of my body and kissed me. I could feel my wetness on his lips and I could taste my essence on his tongue. The kiss held the same urgency he’d had while eating me. Tasting myself turned me on and I wondered if he felt the same way when he could taste his cum combined with my arousal.

 

The kiss went on without him taking it any further. I finally pulled back from the kiss, I needed more. “Please Curtis, I want you inside me. I need you to fuck me.” I took a page from his book and firmly gripped an ass cheek in each hand trying to guide him to where I wanted him most.

 

“Be patient. I’m going to fuck you so good. I just needed a minute. I almost shot my load just tasting you.” His hand roughly groped my core. He used his thumb and pointer to pull my lips open, the motion exposing my inner core that was desperate to be filled. He used his leaking dick to tease me, I watched as he slid himself through the folds. He shifted my hips so he could rest his balls on my ass and slid himself through my wetness. When I’d had enough teasing, I bucked as good as I could, given the fact that I only had the use of one leg.  

 

He slapped his dick down on my clit several times before he slammed himself into me. The quickness of his movement caused me to gasp in shock. As soon as I could use my breath to moan I did, loudly. With each thrust of his hips, I moaned in response. He shifted to his knees and held my legs in the crook of his elbows; the position allowed him to move his hips without any resistance. Each time he bottomed out, I could feel the bounce of my boobs so I could only imagine what he saw.

 

He instructed me once again, “Play with your tits. Show me what you like.” I used more force than what most men think we like. It was just what I needed to push my orgasm to the brink. I pulsed around him and he responded by grunting loudly as he filled me with his release.

 

Drunk, loved, fucked, and happy. I couldn’t have dreamed up a better scenario than this. “I fucking love you. I can’t tell you how happy you make me.” I held him close not wanting him to pull out of me.

 

“I love you too. You are a dream come true for me.” He slowly kissed up and down my neck until I was ready to let him go. He slowly pulled out and we both groaned in disappointment. He flopped right alongside me where we both passed out cold.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CURTIS

 

Steve, Hannah, Calvin, and Sierra were heading to the McMann’s for breakfast. Jimmy, Shelley, Natalie, and I went to out to breakfast before they had to get on the road. It was exactly what the four of us needed to solidify the new friendships and reaffirm the old one.

 

After breakfast, we bid them farewell after confirming our plans to travel for their wedding. I watched as they drove off, my mind immediately wondering how Shelley was dealing with the news she’d learned over the last two days. In the moment of wondering, I was reminded of how lucky I am that I have Natalie.

 

The two of us headed inside the condo to begin figuring out what else needed to be done. My world was about to change, student teaching and helping coach the boys High School soccer team. Natalie didn’t let the cast deter her from helping me get everything I needed to succeed. She made the grocery list and I did the shopping while she ironed my classroom clothes. She helped me organize my gym bag to include all the things I might need. What could have been a stressful day and nerve wracking event wasn’t because she was there to help me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

NATALIE

 

I liked ironing his clothes, it made me feel like I was taking care of him. Even without the broken leg or the car accident, it always felt like he gave me more than I gave in return. Sure, I provided him friendship and sexual gratification, but other than that I couldn’t really pinpoint what I had to offer.

 

After preparing for the upcoming week, we spent a quiet night at home. I made baked spaghetti for dinner and had plenty of leftovers to pack for his lunch the next day. I think I was more nervous about him student teaching than he was. I wanted everything to be perfect for him. After eating, he tried to help me clean the kitchen, but I quickly decided it was one more way I got take care of him. I sent him to our room with instructions to find a movie we could watch from bed.

 

Twenty minutes later I walked into our bedroom and found Curtis propped up against the headboard wearing only a pair of cotton pajama bottoms. I could tell from looking at the bulge, that he wasn’t wearing anything under the bottoms. Next to him on the bed is one of my mini storage boxes, one that holds my sex toys. Immediately, my thoughts of watching a movie with him from our bed shift to thoughts of playing with him in our bed.

 

I can see the jewelry box that I know holds my no pierce nipple rings. I know which box they came from, it’s the same one that holds the vibrating string of anal beads, my big daddy dildo, and a couple different small vibrators. I’m sure the box had a few different lubricants, stimulating and flavored. Once again my eyes are drawn to the bugle in his pajama bottoms; the sight of it causes my arousal to drench my panties.

 

He held out the non-piercing nipple rings clearly wanting me to put them on, “They are bigger than what I envisioned, but they will work for now.” I loved them, they didn’t bite as much as nipple clamps but they still provided enough tension to turn me on. I slowly pulled my shirt off, still mindful of my sore ribs. I released the clasp of my bra and shimmed my shoulders to help the straps fall off my shoulders. The movement, of course, caused my large breasts to jiggle which is why Curtis couldn’t take his eyes off them. I quickly attach the nipple rings as I listen him growl.

 

He moved off the bed to help me removed the rest of my clothes and dropped his pajama bottoms at the same time. He guided me to the center of our bed but didn’t climb on behind me. I spread my legs and held my arms open hoping that he’d crawl right up my waiting body. “Not yet Hot Stuff. You’ve got some work to do. You need to show me how you use all these toys. Do you use the big guy in your cunt while the beads vibrate in your ass? Have you used the big guy in your ass? Please tell me you like using two toys at the same time?” He casually strokes his cock as he asks me to show him what I like.

 

It doesn't matter what I choose, I like all the toys I have. I blindly grab the first thing I can from the box. I come away with a standard slim vibrator that I usually use in my ass while I use a g-spot vibrator at the same time. I am so wet I run the vibrator length wise through my folds, using my natural lubricant on the toy. I pull my non-casted leg in the air and slowly work the tip of the vibrator into my ass. I pull my own eyes away from what I am doing to myself and see Curtis is leaking all over his hand as he tugs at himself. “Next I usually find one for my pussy. Do you think you could help me with that?”

 

I expected him to grab a toy from the box, instead he quickly moves onto the bed between my legs. He guides his wet tip to my entrance. He takes over using the vibrator on me, at the same time he fills my cunt with his hardness. The feeling is indescribable and his frantic fucking tells me he likes it too. I grunt and cuss through my first orgasm within a minute of him entering me. I’ve done this before, I’ve been filled like this, but never have I been this wet. The sound of my wetness turns me on even more. I am so full I can feel every twitch of his cock. I know he’s close because I can feel him swell inside me. My eyes meet his and without words we cum together. I’ve never in my life produced so much wetness, I start to get embarrassed. He must have recognized the look, “Hot Stuff, you just squirted and it was the hottest fucking thing I have ever seen in my life. I wish I would have planned better, we could have used my GoPro to record that shit.” I can’t help but laugh, no longer embarrassed.

 

Super sex like that requires more clean up than our usual fucking would. I cleaned the toys while he striped the sheets. I took my air cast off, so we could shower together. It was his turn to take care of me, he shaved my legs precisely and with significantly more care than I use. As soon as we finished he took the time to massage coconut oil into my broken leg and then returned the cast to my leg.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CURTIS

 

Neither of us put any clothes on, just snuggled into our bed. I was exhausted in the best possible way and I knew she was too. I loved the feel of clean sheets and her naked body snuggled into mine. I knew without a second of hesitation, that I had never been this happy.

 

I wanted to talk about the sex we just had. I’d done it before, but only with another guy not a toy. For me, the feeling was the same. I could feel the vibrator rubbing right next to me, same as when it was Will or Jimmy’s cock. I don’t know if it feels the same for her. My sliver of self-doubt is wondering if she wishes it was a real cock that filled her ass. I don’t want to share her, but I also don’t want to prevent her from having what she wants. She must realize the wheels in my head are turning, because she props herself up with her chin resting on my peck. Her small smile and bright eyes reassure me that I don’t have to worry about asking what I want to know.

 

“I want to be honest with you. I want you to be honest with me. But in being honest, I’m worried about what you’ll say. Fuck.” Rather than saying anything she kisses my chest softly and returns her chin to my peck and waits for me to continue. “That was the first time I’ve done that with a toy rather than a person. For me the physical feeling is the same. I know you’ve done it both ways, is the physical feeling the same?”

 

She paused for a second, which was all the answer I needed. But she spoke anyway, “It’s not the same, but not in the way you are thinking. Even the most realistic dildo in the world doesn’t feel the same as a real live cock.” She scooted up my body a little and rested her head in her hand, as she held herself up by the elbow on the bed. “Physically it feels different, but nowhere near as different as it does emotionally. I have never felt the emotional connection with another person that I feel with you. Two live cocks or two plastic ones will never compare to just you. Whether it is just you or just you and a plastic one, the emotional feeling is there. Just because it feels different doesn’t mean I want someone else in our bed.” The physical relief rolls off me.

 

With her in my arms, and in my heart, I fall asleep knowing that I’m a lucky man.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

NATALIE

 

I got up when his alarm went off. While he showered and got ready, I prepared a hot breakfast for him. I didn’t grow up having hot breakfast and I certainly wouldn’t make a hot breakfast for myself, but I loved making it for him. His appreciation of scrambled eggs with cheese, toast, and coffee made me feel like I’d made a gourmet meal.

 

While he ate, I packed up his lunch of leftovers and a few snacks for him. I wanted to include a little love note, but didn’t figure he’d like that much. I was so excited for him, for a brief second I wished I could drive him to school and watch him walk away from the car. Instead, I stood at the front door and wished him good luck before kissing the hell out of him and then smacking his ass as he walked out.

 

As soon as he was gone, I missed him. I wasn’t sure how I was going to make it here all day alone. It took me ten minutes to clean the kitchen and another twenty to get the crockpot pot roast going for dinner. I started a load of laundry, washing our super sexed sheets from the night before. I was so bored, I called my sister and my mom.

 

It didn’t take me long to realized I needed to figure out a way to get back to work, there is no way in hell I’ll be able to do this for the next 4-6 weeks of having this cast on. Not to mention, I can’t handle being dependent on anyone when it comes to finances. I finally called Hannah to see if she wanted to come hang out. “I’m bored out of my friggin’ mind. Please tell me you’ll come over and hang out?”

 

She laughed at me. “I can’t, I am going into the dealership for a couple of hours. Want me to call you when I’m done?”

 

“No, I want you to come get me. I’ll go with you. If they won’t let me work, maybe they’ll let me shop. Please?” I am already on the move to change my clothes. Whether she was coming to get me or not, I was going to find a way to get to the dealership.

 

“Fine, I’ll be there in a half hour. I’m not taking the blame if Curtis gets mad.” I laugh before hanging up to get myself ready.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CURTIS

 

Classes were good, better than I expected for my first day and the kids first day back from Christmas break. I didn’t have Kyler in any of my classes, but I did have a few of the guys from the team that helped us move. I think they were shocked to see me and possibly disappointed that they weren’t going to skate through because they’re athletes.

 

I called Natalie at lunch and was surprised to find out she wasn’t at home. I didn’t expect her to stay home all day every day, but I had thought she’d stay home for one day. Instead, she had Hannah come pick her up and take her to the Toyota dealership. She claimed she wasn’t working, but I found it hard to believe.

 

I called her again as soon as classes were done for the day. She still wasn’t home, she said she was in the car with Hannah. I smiled to myself, happy that she’d connected so easily with my Brother’s wife. I told her I’d see her after practice and hung up right as I made it to the parking lot by the field. She must have seen me coming because by the time I made it to the brand new white Tacoma, she was standing alongside the driver’s door. “What are you doing Hot Stuff?”

 

“I got a little bored today, so after I cleaned the kitchen, prepared dinner, and washed the sheets. I had Hannah take me to the dealership so I could get you a surprise. Surprise!” I am so excited she’s here, I didn’t care one way or the other about the truck. I pull her into me and kiss her hard. “You like?”

 

“I more than like. I love you. I missed you today so seeing you standing here is exactly what I needed to get me through the next three hours of practice.” I held her close and kissed the side of her head.

 

“I meant the truck.” She sounded disappointed.

 

“I know what you meant. I am just happier to see you than a truck. I like that you picked it out, but honestly it’s just a truck. You are you, which automatically makes you better than a truck.” I lean my head back so I can see her face, she’s trying to keep from smiling as my words sink in. “You want to stay and watch first day of practice?”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

NATALIE

 

“Yeah, Hannah and Steve helped me get the truck here. I’m kind of stuck here since I had them drive the Discovery home for us.” As soon as he heard that, he guided me to the bleachers so I could watch him work with the guys.

 

He was totally in his element. He had changed into a track suit which allowed him to get hands on with showing the guys how to do the drills the way he wanted them to. They ran for more than half the practice, sprints followed by a slower paced lap around the field, then more sprints. I can’t imagine anyone willing to subject themselves to the torture. At the end of practice, the guys gathered around Curtis as the other coach stood off to the side watching and listening. He encouraged them, he knew their names and had something positive to say about each one. Some he complimented as part of a group, others he pointed out individually. By the time they were done, each boy walked away smiling despite getting their asses kicked out on the field.

 

As soon as the kids were gone, I watched as the real head coach did the same thing with him. He praised him for the things he’d done well and offered suggestions for areas that he still needed help with. I watched as Curtis soaked up the feedback, it was clear he was eager to be the best he could be.

 

He stopped at the bleachers to get me and I couldn’t help but see the sheer happiness that radiated off him. At the truck, he opened the door and helped me in. He tossed his gym and messenger bags in the back and climbed in behind the wheel. A nervousness tried to seep in, but when I looked over at him he smiled at me and all the worry dissipated.

 

“Let’s go big guy. Your dinner is waiting for you at home. I assume you like pot roast, since you bought one.” I couldn’t help but giggle. I would gladly cook, if he would do the grocery shopping.

 

“I haven’t had pot roast since I was in high school and Grandma Rose was alive. It’s been so long; I honestly don’t remember if I like it, but when I saw it at the store...” He shrugged his shoulders as he pulled out of the parking lot.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CURTIS

 

The next couple of weeks followed the same pattern. She took care of everything at home, cooked, cleaned, and supported me in ways that I can’t even explain. I spent the days teaching and afternoons coaching. As far as I was concerned the only thing missing was a couple of kids. We made daily attempts to take care of that, most days we made multiple attempts.

 

The day we planned to leave town for Jimmy and Shelley’s wedding was the same day she had a doctor’s appointment for her leg. She was hopeful she’d get to ditch the cast for their wedding. She was ready to get back to work, Luke refused to let her work a regular shift with her cast. She went in a few times to help Hannah in the office, but that wasn’t what she liked to do. She liked dealing with the people.

 

Her appointment was first thing in the morning and we planned to leave right from there. I’d been with her in the hospital but hadn’t gone to the doctor’s office with her before, so I was shocked to find out that her doctor was about my size, looked to be about my age, and apparently, he has the same taste in women as me. The man didn’t even try to hide his attraction to Natalie. I’d been sitting in the extra chair in her exam room while she sat on the exam table. As he was standing in front of her removing her cast, I watched his eyes dilate and his hands rub up and down her fucking leg. I couldn’t stay in my seat, I stood alongside her on the exam table. And, I’m guessing by the way they both looked at me, I couldn’t stay quiet either. It’s quite possible that I growled like an animal, but seriously, he didn’t need to feel her up and down, up and down. One touch would have been sufficient. Then, he started touching her unbroken leg and I just about lost my shit.

 

After a few minutes of feeling up my girl, he told us he wanted to get a couple quick x-rays before he agreed to let her go cast free. It was the first thing that was said or done so far that I agreed with. Then he asked the million-dollar question, “Before I have the x-ray tech come get you, we just have to ask if there is any chance you might be pregnant?”

 

I couldn’t have stopped the physical response even if I wanted to; my chest literally expanded three to five inches and my cock probably grew just as many. She glanced at me before turning back to him and responding, “Um, yes.”

 

I felt his eyes dart in my direction. You have to figure a handful of guys in my position wouldn’t be thrilled with that answer; I however, am not one of them. The Dr. had already been half way out the door when he asked the question, but with her response he came back into the room opening her chart as he did. “It says in here your last period was, well, it actually doesn’t say. Do you know when you started your last period?”

 

She glanced at me and suddenly I was nervous. I hadn’t even thought twice about her period. Now, faced with the question, I realize I don’t remember her ever having a period. I sure as shit would have remembered if she’d closed up shop on me and she hadn’t. “I’ve never been regular so I don’t remember when I had my last period.”

 

“Okay, let’s just get a quick test to make sure one way or the other before we have any x-rays done. Sound good?” Neither of us answered but we both nodded our heads in agreement. “I’ll have my nurse come get you as soon as she has everything ready. Once you’re done it will only take a couple of minutes for the results. We’ll decide what to do at that point.” As soon as he closed the door, I moved to the end of the exam table and pushed her legs apart, making room for me to stand between them. Instinctively, her hands went around my neck and mine went to her hips, neither of us spoke as we waited for the nurse.

 

A small knock on the door and a young nurse poked her head in, “Ms. Huggins, I can show you to the restroom if you’re ready?” I realized then that I didn’t like her not having my last name. Natalie scooted off the paper covered exam table and followed the nurse out the door. I started to follow as well before the nurse told me, “You can wait here, it will only take a minute.”

 

Alone in the exam room, my mind went back to her name. I thought I was cool with waiting until May, but if she’s already carrying my baby I won’t be able to wait. If she’s pregnant and we come here once a month or whatever you have to do when you’re pregnant, that’s too many times I’ll have to hear “Ms. Huggins”. fuck that she needs to be, Mrs. Morrison already.

 

It didn’t take her a minute, it took her seven. I know because I watched the clock in the room as I waited. As soon as she walked back into the room, I could see the panic starting to creep in. I wanted to fix it, but I was suddenly nervous that she was panicking because she didn’t want to be pregnant. I don’t know how I would deal with that if that were the case. “Come here Hot Stuff.” I opened my arms and she immediately collapsed into my hold. “Please don’t panic. Let’s just wait to see what the results are before we do anything. Okay?”

 

“I’m trying. I know I have no control at this point whether I am or not. I’m just nervous.” She looked up at me with tears building in her eyes.

 

I wanted to ask her if she was more nervous about it being positive or negative, but didn’t get the chance because the doctor was back in the room. I helped her back up on the exam table and stood next to her, rubbing her back as he stood at the small sink. “Okay, results are back. Congratulations, you are pregnant. Based on the positive pregnancy test and you not knowing when your last period started, I think it is best to get you into the Obstetrician and have an ultrasound before we worry about x-rays on your leg. The down side to that is, cast needs to stay on until then.” She didn’t tense at the confirmation that we’re having a baby, but she did when he said the cast had to stay on. She didn’t cry when he said ‘you are pregnant’ but she did when he said ‘cast needs to stay on’. Before he could continue to explain, I had my phone out and was texting Sierra for her Obstetrician’s phone number. I’d do what I could to help move this along.

 

“I’m confused, why do I need an ultrasound first? What is it going to tell you that will make it okay or not okay for the x-ray?” It was a valid question; I didn’t know you weren’t supposed to have x-rays done while pregnant.

 

He didn’t respond right away, he just rubbed his stubble covered jaw for a minute before he told us the truth. “Here’s the deal. The rule of thumb is x-rays should only be done during pregnancy when the benefits outweigh the risks. I am not willing to make that decision without first knowing how far along you are. The reality is, it’s probably safe; but if it were my baby, probably safe wouldn’t be a good enough answer. I would feel more comfortable, again if it was me, going without the x-ray all together. Your bone should have healed by now provided you have kept the cast on as instructed.”

 

“Okay. I’ll keep the cast on until I can get an ultrasound. One small request, we’re heading to a wedding this weekend and I would really like to ditch the cast for it. Now that I won’t be drinking at the reception, what’s the possibility of me going without the cast for a few hours?” This is the final determination on exactly how much this doctor and I are alike. If it was me and she gave me the look she is currently giving him, I’d cave 99.9% of the time.

 

He stares her down, completely ignoring the pleading look. “If I knew you were going to be drinking the answer would be absolutely not. You’d probably be dancing on the tables, wouldn’t you? Never mind, don’t answer that. Here’s the deal, I am pretty positive your leg is healed which means going without the cast for a couple of hours is okay so long as it doesn’t hurt. Please, for the love of all that is holy, don’t do it if it hurts. Listen to your body. Think of your baby.”

 

“Thank you. I’m so happy I could kiss you.” Yes, that comment created a serious growl. There will be no kissing the doctor.

 

“Not necessary. Okay you two, once you get your appointment scheduled for an ultrasound, call and make an appointment here to see me afterwards. If you have any questions, feel free to call the office and the nurses will help you out if I am not available. Any more questions before I let you go?”

 

“No, I think we’re good.” She glanced at me as she answered. I had questions, I had a lot of fucking questions but I wasn’t about to ask this guy. I’d pray that the Obstetrician was a woman and that we could get in right away.

 

We followed him out the door, he went one direction and we went the other. As soon as we walked outside, I checked my phone and saw that I had eight text messages and three missed calls. All from Sierra. The only one I was concerned with was the contact for her doctor.

 

Completely focused on getting Natalie an appointment for an ultrasound, I didn’t realize we’d made it to the car already. I helped her in the passenger door before calling Sierra’s doctor. I may have embellished the story a little bit, when I told them she needed to be seen as soon as possible due to her broken leg. Whatever, they got us scheduled for Monday at 8:00 in the morning.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

NATALIE

 

We drove for about an hour in silence, okay not silence because the radio was still playing. I think his mind was as loud as mine, but I had no clue what his was saying. Mine was yelling at me that I should be married before getting pregnant. That I didn’t want to be judged for getting pregnant before I got married. I couldn’t help but think of all the times before this that I’d thanked all that was holy when I started my period after having gone a little wild the month before. I always used protection, but I’ve seen the statistics and knew there was still a chance I’d end up pregnant. Now, even knowing that we’re already engaged and planning to get married, I am judging myself, putting myself down. This isn’t what I wanted to feel like when I found out that I am going to be a mom.

 

Curtis still isn’t talking, I’m guessing he called Sierra’s doctor or maybe it was Sierra. I don’t know, his lack of talking is making me nervous too. I thought he was going to be happier. I wonder if he is having second thoughts, I can’t have a baby by myself. I can’t even take care of myself, just like Caroline says. I glance over at him and I can feel the energy swirling around him. It isn’t until he looks over his shoulder to change lanes that he even sees me looking at him. His smile is forced and does nothing to appease me or my panic.

 

He changes lanes again, making his way to an exit. I’ve been so lost in thought I didn’t even know how far we’d driven. He pulled into a gas station and I realized we were about half way there. “I need to go to the bathroom and figured we could get some drinks. You want to stay in the car or come in?”

 

Now I know he isn’t ignoring me, “I better use the bathroom since we’re here.”

 

We make our way to the back of the convenience store where there is a line of women waiting while he’s able to just walk right into the men’s bathroom. I’m still waiting in line when he comes out, “What do you want to drink? I’ll get drinks while you go. There are no guys, you should just use the men’s so you don’t have to wait.”

 

“Okay. I’ll be right out.” I follow his suggestion and use the men’s bathroom. Surprisingly, it’s cleaner than the women’s; probably because it’s used less than ours.

 

Back in the car, he hands me my water and takes a drink of his energy drink. “How are you feeling? Has it sunk in yet?” He’s turned toward me and hooked his hand behind my neck. His eyes searching my face for something, although I don’t know what.

 

“Physically, I feel fine. I’ve been trying to decide if there were any signs that I missed. No nausea, my boobs aren’t sore, I don’t track my periods because they have never been regular. I’m still trying to process it all. You?” I held my breath as I waited for his response.

 

“I’ve been planning everything in my mind. My mind is racing so bad; I feel like I’m going crazy. It’s twisted, I know we agreed to all kinds of things when we got engaged. I knew each and every time I was inside your body that we could be making our child. I prayed to my parents and sister and grandparents to please give us that, so to say I am shocked this happened is a bold face lie. I can tell you I am so fucking happy that we made this baby. I can tell you I am so fucking excited to be a parent with you. I can tell you that I already love this baby more than I ever thought I would.” Hearing those words felt like a huge weight lifted off me, then he continued. “The flip side. I know we agreed that we wanted to wait until May to get married, but I realized something today. I fucking hate that you don’t have my last name. I wanted to freak the fuck out on the nurse when she called you Ms. Huggins. I need you to be Mrs. Morrison during this pregnancy. I need us to be married, not just engaged. I will pay and do whatever I need to, please just tell me you don’t want to wait until May?”

 

I knew the tears were rolling down my face, and I was pretty sure they were taking every last bit of mascara I had on with them. I didn’t care a single bit, Curtis just proved once more that I found my match. I’ll be this twisted crazy person all day, every day, so long as he’s twisting with me. “I don’t want to wait. I want to be married. I want to be called Mrs. Morrison at my appointments. I want to know we’re a family, that this baby wasn’t an accident.” He’s kissing my tears as I babble on, neither of us worried about who is watching us in the parked car at the gas station.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CURTIS

 

We had to get through Jimmy and Shelley’s wedding first then we could worry about our own. Cal, Sierra, Steve, and Hannah were coming to the wedding, but they were only planning to spend one night. Natalie and I planned to stay three nights since I was in the wedding party.

 

The rest of the drive we talked about who we wanted to tell. I know the minute we tell any member of my family, McMann’s included, that we aren’t going to wait until May, they will know she’s pregnant. I think her family will figure it out as well. She is still worried her past behavior will influence people’s opinions of us and that they will judge her. I say fuck them, but it’s easier for me to say that because the only people I worry about, are people who aren’t going to judge us. She’s still influenced by her family and their opinions. I can’t relate because my parents aren’t here.  

 

I finally agreed to wait until after her appointment on Monday to say anything about the pregnancy. She’s decided going without the cast at the wedding and reception is reason enough to tell people why she isn’t drinking. Hannah will be the only one to even notice that change. I take that back, Hannah will be the only one missing a drinking partner but everyone will notice she isn’t drinking. They all thought she was fucking funny on New Year’s Eve.

 

We got to town too early to check into our room at the Hilton. Since we had time to kill, I decided to show Natalie around town; we drove by Western State and the frat house I’d lived in the last couple of years. It was weird being back. Even though I am technically still a college student, I felt like a grown up being here.

 

After showing her all the landmarks from a moving vehicle, we headed to The Pizza Mill for lunch. I sent Jimmy a text letting him know we’d made it to town and that we were getting some lunch. He responded right away saying he was just finishing up on campus and would meet us there. As we walked in, I saw a few people I recognized but none that warranted an introduction to Natalie. I knew exactly what Jimmy liked, we’d eaten together a million times, so I ordered the usual.

 

Natalie had already found a table and was busy checking out the table top electronic games when I sat down. It wasn’t until I started to pour myself a beer that it dawned on me that I didn’t order anything for her. It was as if I was on auto pilot the minute I walked in here and it was back to just Jimmy and me. I felt her eyes on me as the reality of what just happened sunk in. She was up from the table heading toward the back of the restaurant, I am guessing she thought she would find the bathroom back there. I sat stuck, debating in my mind whether I should follow her or head back to the counter to order her something non-alcoholic and food. Sure, she could share the food I already ordered, but I knew from years of experience that it was the perfect amount of food for just Jimmy and me.

 

I hadn’t made a move one way or the other when Jimmy walked. I am sure the look on my face gave him a clear indication that something was wrong. “Hey man. Perfect timing, I was just finishing up on campus for the day. I can’t thank you enough for standing up with me.” He pauses, I’m sure he’s expecting a response from me but I am still trying to decide what I should do. “You okay man? Where is Natalie, I thought she was coming with you. Did she decide to wait and come with everyone else on Saturday?”

 

I had to answer his direct question, but my eyes were locked on the hallway I had last seen Natalie walk through. “She’s here. Um, I fucked up and I’m stuck sitting here like a dumb ass because I don’t know what to do. Um, can you, fuck.” I pull out my wallet and hand him twenty bucks, “Can you go order a Sprite, Greek salad and breadsticks? I need to go check on her, I’m pretty sure she’s in the bathroom.”

 

“Sure. Want me to order for us too?” Depending on who is behind the counter, they already know exactly what we order. It’s just a given, a Curtis and Jimmy given.

 

“Nah man, I already ordered for us.” I didn’t have to say anything else, he understood my fuck up. If I ordered for us and I was sending him back to counter to order something for her; he understood the error of my ways.

 

I didn’t wait for a response, I made my way to the back of the restaurant. The hallway in the back, the dark hallway that I’m sure has seen more action that half the dorm rooms on campus. The hallway that has five doors: men’s room, women’s room, office, storage room and the back-alley exit. The place wasn’t exactly busy, but I didn’t want to be rude to other females that might be in the bathroom so I waited in the hallway. I stood there for longer than I wanted and when a young female came down the hall I asked for her help checking on my girlfriend. She agreed but when she came out of the bathroom she let me know it was empty.

 

My heart stopped as I pulled my phone from my pocket and dialed her number. We aren’t somewhere she’s familiar with, we don’t have our hotel room yet, and she still can’t drive a car with her cast on. She couldn’t have gone far, and when I can hear the faint sound of her phone ringing I pray that she answers. She doesn’t and the ringing stops. I am already calling again as I make my way to each door in the hallway. The office is empty; she isn’t in the storage room and I swing open the door to the men’s bathroom with too much force and I can hear the ringing of her phone again. This time it’s louder but it’s the gasp of her breath that gives her location away, she’s hiding in the men’s bathroom.

 

“Natalie, Babe I know you’re in here. Please, come out so I can talk to you.” I can see her mismatched feet under the stall door.

 

“Curtis, get out of here. You can’t come in here. This is the women’s bathroom.” I can hear the tears in her voice as she half yells at me.

 

“Wrong Hot Stuff, you’re in the men’s bathroom. You can’t be in here, now come out of the stall since you don’t belong in here.” I wait a minute, listening to her blow her nose and flush. She slowly opens the stall door and I’m standing right there blocking her escape. I’m thankful for her cast, because it slows her down significantly.

 

“Excuse me, I need to wash my hands.” She is refusing to look at me as she tries to muscle me out of her way.

 

“Look at me first then I’ll let you by to wash your hands.” I use my finger to tilt her face up toward me. She can’t hide the red rimmed eyes or the slight smear of her light makeup. “I have no words, other than I am sorry. I know I fucked up and I wish I knew how to fix it right this minute or rewind and have a do over, but I can’t and it’s killing me. If you want to skip lunch I will take you to the hotel and beg them to let us check in early. Tell me what you want me to do and I’ll do it.”

 

“Let me wash my hands. I need a few minutes by myself, I can’t sit out there right now. So please, just go out there and give me a few minutes and then I’ll be out there.” She is asking me to walk away from her when I know I’ve hurt her. I can feel myself seconds away from freaking the fuck out. But when I see her pleading eyes, I can’t not give her what she wants. I look over my shoulder twice as I move less than three feet to the bathroom door. The first time our eyes connected, the second time she had already turned her back to me.

 

I gave her time alone in the bathroom but I did so while waiting right outside that bathroom door. I was not giving her the opportunity to sneak out the back door of the restaurant. When she opened the door, she was surprised to see me standing right there waiting for her. I put my arm around her shoulder and led her back to the table where Jimmy still sat waiting. I felt her take a deep breath and heard her mumble “suck it up” before greeting him.

 

As we ate, Jimmy gave me all the details I needed for the next two days. Tomorrow the guys were all meeting up at noon for indoor golf before picking up our tuxes, hitting the specialty barber and then the rehearsal. He said he didn’t have exact details for after the rehearsal, but they could figure that out. The morning of the wedding he figured everyone would already be at the hotel, which is where the wedding was taking place. He knew that pictures started at two, but didn’t have much other than that. An hour later, Jimmy and I had finished all our food and Natalie had picked at her salad and ate two breadsticks.

 

As we left the restaurant, Jimmy asked for a ride to his apartment and I couldn’t tell him no. At the car, he climbed into the front seat without regard for Natalie and before I could even open the back door for her, she’d already done it for herself. I tried to make eye contact with her through the rearview mirror, but she refused to look anywhere but out the side window. Jimmy talked the entire way to his apartment, and then invited us in once we got there. I politely declined, telling him we still needed to get checked into the hotel. He said he understood and would text me later to see what we had going on.

 

As soon as he shut the car door, I turned in my seat to look back at Natalie. She looked like she’d shrunk from her normal size into a small child. Her feet were resting on the seat with her knees at her chest. She had her arms wrapped around her shins as she rocked slightly back and forth. Rather than speak to her, I got out of the car and made my way to her door. I opened both her door and the door to the front seat. I didn’t give her a choice, I lifted her from the back and gently placed her in the front seat. I lightly kissed the side of her head and closed the door. Once I was behind the wheel again, I leaned across the car to grab her seatbelt so I could buckle her in.

 

Neither of us spoke as I drove us to the hotel. I still didn’t have the words to fix what had happened. Then fucking Jimmy had to go and pretend like she wasn’t even there, which did nothing to help my situation. I didn’t remember our friendship being like this. I didn’t want to spend all day tomorrow away from her.

 

She stood off to the side while I checked us in. I kept looking toward her, hoping I would see a flicker of her usual self, but I saw nothing. That’s not true; I still saw the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen, but I didn’t see any of her usual fire. I didn’t wait for the bell hop to get our bags, I just carried them myself. I needed her alone in our room as quickly as possible. We remained silent in the elevator, and the minute we walked into the presidential suite she announced, “I’m going to take a nap. If you get hungry before I wake up, go ahead and go without me.”

 

She tried to walk toward the bedroom without anything further. “The hell I will. Give me just a minute before you go lay down. Please?”

 

“I am tired and on the verge of saying a bunch of shit that I won’t be able to take back. If you don’t want to hear it, then I suggest you let me go lay down. We can talk about shit after I’ve slept.” Her words are tight and the tension is so thick it’s hard to navigate through. She paused for a few seconds to see if I was giving her what she wanted, I’d debated but ultimately, I did. I watched her walk away.

 

I waited until I heard her movements in the bedroom stop. I knew from the sounds she had made that she was in bed. I waited ten more minutes before I stripped down my boxers and slowly made my way into the bedroom. From the doorway, I could see her curled into almost a fetal position, lying on her side with her back to the door. I watched as her back moved with each breath she took. I had to fix this.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

NATALIE

 

I tried to keep my breathing even, so he’d think I was asleep. I wasn’t ready to talk to him. My mind and my heart were still at war. I hadn’t quite figured out which one I was going to listen to. Until I had things figured out, I didn’t want him to touch me. One touch and the war would be over.

 

My mind told me that I will never be his first pick. It feels like I am when we are home, but that is only because his other person isn’t there. If Jimmy lived closer, he would ditch me more often to spend time with him. My mind told me that he doesn’t even know what kind of food I like. Seriously a fucking salad? Is he trying to tell me I need to lose weight? Guess what asshole, I’m not going to be losing any fucking weight now that I have your fucking kid growing inside me. My mind told me that he’s going to leave me to fend for myself over the next couple of days while he participates in all the wedding party activities. My mind reminded me of all those who came before him, the ones who could walk away from me so easily. My mind told me he is just like the rest of them.

 

My heart, my heart told me that our love is enough. My heart told me to forgive him. My heart told me, it was out of habit not neglect that he thought of only Jimmy when he ordered food. My heart told me that I should forgive him and reassure him that our relationship is good. My heart told me to encourage him to participate in the wedding party activities without making him feel bad for leaving me behind. My heart told me he would support me if I was part of my best friend’s wedding. My heart told me that I know in my mind that he didn’t do this on purpose. My heart told me that if I could choose one person the baby growing inside me could be like, it would be him.

 

I felt the bed shift as he slowly climbed into the bed. In that moment, the neon sign flashing behind my closed eyelids said, “Follow your heart.” Even with the neon sign, my heart was hurting and I didn’t know what it was going to take to make it stop.

 

I felt the heat of his body as he crawled closer to me. At first, he didn’t touch me, there was no spooning and he didn’t pull me into his body. My already hurting heart bruised a little more when he didn’t even reach for me. My emotions boil over and I can’t help the tears that pour out. I can no longer hide behind my fake breathing; I feel his hand snake its way around my waist the second he realizes I am awake and crying.

 

“I need you to know that I am so fucking sorry. Please just let me hold you while you sleep.” I didn’t respond, mostly because I wasn’t ready to talk about it although the tears had something to do with it too. I hate that I wore my emotions on my sleeve, there was no disguising my heart break. I’ve always been that way; everyone knew the minute my feeling were hurt because it was written all over my face.

 

Nothing sucks more than having someone hurt your feelings and knowing that everyone around you can tell, simply by looking at you. Wait, what sucks more than that is when they know and yet they do the same thing. Friend after friend, guy after guy; it’s been the story of my life. When you’re the life of the party, it’s easier to play it off, which is why I partied like I did. In this situation, the old me would have insinuated myself into the pre-wedding activities and then would proceed to drink too much, most likely take off some clothes, do something that is completely inappropriate given the situation. This time, I don’t get to turn to alcohol. This time, I am at the mercy of Curtis because I still can’t drive and, even if I could, I didn’t have a car.

 

My heart and mind continued to be at war, but my body welcomed the comfort his arms provided me. It took committed effort on my part to stop the twisting and turning my mind was doing, it proved difficult but not impossible. Without any words spoken to Curtis, I fell asleep hoping the pain would be gone when I woke up.

 

My sleep was restless and my dream was realistic:

 

We stood at the top of a long staircase, we were side by side. I knew from the feeling in my heart that he’d done something to hurt my feelings, but since it was a dream I didn’t know what. The look of love I usually see on his face when he looks at me was gone. There was no love, it was indifference. I’ve always thought the opposite of love was hate, but in that moment, I realized indifference was worse. I couldn’t hear his words, but I felt the pain they hit me with. Without a second thought I took one large step back and used all my strength to push him. He didn’t resist, my strength sent him sailing through the air and he somersaulted down the stairs. He collapsed into a lifeless heap at the bottom. I didn’t rush to check on him, because I knew just from looking at him that he was dead. My thoughts within the dream were so vivid, I thought everything was going to be okay because he’d been mean to me so he got what he deserved.

 

When I jerked awake, I startled him awake as well. My heart was racing so bad, it felt like I had just run a marathon. The first thing I noticed was his arm still wrapped around my waist and his hand gently resting on my lower belly. It wasn’t anything sexual, it was a protective behavior. He was protecting me and the baby. I knew I was killing him by not talking out the problem, I think that is what my dream was trying to tell me. If I didn’t forgive him, I may as well kill him by shoving his ass down the stairs; the result for him would be the same.

 

“I forgive you.” It was all I could say because I knew he didn’t walk into the restaurant and say to himself, ‘I am going to hurt her.’ I also knew it wouldn’t be the last time he hurt my feelings. I know he would take it all back if he could. I know there isn’t any explanation of what happened and why that is going to make me feel better. It is what it is, and I am making the decision to forgive and move on.

 

“Thank you. I love you so much it hurts. I am so sorry I hurt you.” He nestled his face into my neck as he whispered those words to me and followed them with kisses going up and down my neck. His mouth on me caused my sexual awareness to awaken, and the minute his mouth touched my ear I was gone. I tilted my hips, causing my ass to press into his suddenly growing erection. With each twitch of his dick, I could feel it get bigger and bigger. The hand he’d rested on my belly while sleeping suddenly moved lower until it was cupping my panty covered mound.

 

He took his time pressing his hips into my ass while using his hand to apply pressure to my mound. When my panties were completely soaked by my arousal, he rolled me onto my back and propped himself up beside me. He gently traced down the side of my face, brushing my hair back before his mouth connected with mine. The kiss was slow and passionate; his tongue was lazy as it danced with mine. I felt my desire grow with each pass of his tongue. I could feel the strength of his erection pressing into my outer thigh, but when I reached out to make contact, he quickly rotated his hips away.

 

Just like that the war was back and this time I was ready to fight. “What in the fuck? I am not playing games with you. Either you want me or you don’t. Your dick tells me you want me and you’re kissing me like you do. Then you pull away like you don’t. If you don’t then get the fuck out, because I can’t do the back and forth shit.”

 

His eyes are big like he’s shocked at what just tumbled out of my mouth. It might be the pregnancy hormones starting to kick in or it could be left over from the emotions earlier. I couldn’t handle it; I could feel the tears building. I was desperately trying to keep them from making their appearance again when he wrapped his arms around me and rotated me to my side so we were face to face. “Listen to me, there will never, not fucking ever, be a day that I don’t want you. I want to spread you open and fill you up, but until you have seen the doctor I can’t. I need to know that it’s okay. I won’t be responsible for hurting you or the baby. My dick is so fucking hard right now; I would love to be balls deep inside you but we can wait until after your appointment on Monday.”

 

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.

 

After tucking Natalie into bed, I made my way to the living area of our hotel room where Jimmy was passed out cold on the couch. His pants were open and his whiskey dick was partially exposed. I’m not going to lie, I was secretly happy I wouldn’t have to deal with his drunk ass tonight. I covered him up with the extra blanket from the closet and called it a night.

 

I was shocked to wake up the next morning to an empty bed. I could hear voices outside the bedroom, so I knew I wasn’t alone. The last thing I expected to see what Jimmy and Natalie talking quietly when I walked out of the bedroom. I could see she was freshly showered and he looked worse for the ware. He saw me first and gave me a chin lift which caused Natalie to turn and look. Her smile gave me enough to know she was doing what she could to help him.

 

I almost wanted to turn around and leave them to it, at least until she stood to kiss me good morning. Then I wanted to scoop her up and take her back to bed. I couldn’t do that knowing that Jimmy was making decisions for his future. I imagine he’s feeling like shit simply from the alcohol. Add the situation with Shelley to the mix, and I’m guessing he’d rather be sleeping.

 

“Hey man. Thanks for letting me crash here last night. I can’t imagine I was fun to be around last night.” I could see the remorse on his face.

 

“You were hammered. I came out after tucking Natalie in and you were already passed out. You guys been up long?” I asked as I sat down next to Natalie.

“We’ve been up long enough to figure out I have a ton of work to do if I want to get any money back from all the deposits we paid for the wedding. At first I was just going to say fuck it, but I know her family can’t afford to lose all that money. It’s not like Shelley went the cheap route on any portion of the wedding.” Seriously, this is one of the many reasons this man was my best friend, Shelley fucked him over and he’s worried about her family getting their money back.

 

“What can we do to help? We can make phone calls if you’d like? You do know that Natalie is a natural sales person. She can probably get full refunds out of people.” Natalie laughed despite me poking fun of her, she’s the least pushy sales person I’ve ever met.

 

“Let me call her mom and see what still needs to be done. I only talked to her briefly yesterday after I found out everything. She’s beyond embarrassed so I am sure she’d love help with making phone calls.” Despite being hung over, he made the phone call to see what all still needed to happen.

 

 

 

 

NATALIE

 

Five hours is a long fucking time to be on the phone. Kudos to those who make a living by talking on the phone. I couldn’t do it. I could however, get full refunds for Shelley’s parents on everything except the reception hall.

 

The only other expense that they couldn’t get a refund on was her dress. I had her mom send me a picture of it, thinking I could sell it online. My heart stopped the second I saw the picture. If I had one thing I’d dreamed about for my own wedding it would be the dress. The one dress I’d always dreamed about, but would never spend the money on; that is the dress she picked. I was stuck, I didn’t want to take advantage of Shelley’s parents, but I didn’t have the cash to pay almost $8,000 for a fucking dress. I also wouldn’t dare ask my parents to shell out that kind of money. I think they spent that dollar amount on my sister’s entire wedding, not just her dress.

 

Jimmy and Curtis hadn’t ventured far from where I sat making phone calls all day. Jimmy contacted his family and Curtis worked on the guest list Jimmy gave him. When it was all said and done, I called Sierra to fill her in. I knew the gang was planning on coming out tomorrow for the wedding and to spend the night. She told me she’d let the others decide if they would still come. I told her I wanted her to come so she could help me decide if I should try to make it work to buy Shelley’s dress, she agreed to convince everyone to still come.