THE SURROGATE

Episode One

J. S. Deacon

Copyright 2016 J. S. Deacon

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ONE

Courtney looked at the folded papers in her hands. The future she had envisioned since childhood was gone. She and her husband, Tim, had been trying to get pregnant for a year now, to no avail. Finally last month, they went to a fertility doctor who ran tests on them both. The results weren’t good.

“What does it say?” Tim tried to grab the papers from Courtney but she pulled them away.

“Hold on, I’ll read it to you. This first sheet contains the results of my tests. It seems everything checks out. I’m healthy and fertile.” Courtney shuffled through the papers trying to make sense of all the medical terminology.

“And me?” Tim asked.

“I don’t know…” Courtney ran her finger along the words to help her focus on what the report said. “Semen Ejaculate Volume, 3.1 milliliters, which is in the normal range. Total Sperm number is seventeen million, which is below normal apparently. Motility and Vitality are also below normal.” Courtney looked up at Tim and started to cry. “I’m sorry, my love.”

Tim looked crushed. “Let me see those, that can’t be right.” Courtney handed him the stack of papers. He looked over the charts and descriptions shaking his head and mumbling to himself. Rubbing his chin with his left hand as he always did when he was stressed, he said, “Dr. Ross recommends that I come back in six months for re-testing. He also recommends that we try alternative methods of reproduction such as in-vitro fertilization or surrogacy.'” 

Tim set the papers down on the table and hugged his wife. “I’m so sorry, Courtney.” He wiped a tear from his eye. “I’ve failed you as a husband.”

Courtney’s heart broke. “You have not failed me at all, my love. This isn’t your fault. Maybe the test is wrong? We can keep trying and you can go back and get re-tested.”

“We spent the last of our savings on these tests. We can’t afford to go until at least next year. We certainly can’t afford in-vitro or any of those other things. Our insurance won’t cover it. A baby is the last thing insurance companies want to pay for.” Tim sat down hard on a wooden chair next to the table. “I guess we just don’t get to be parents.”

Tim and Courtney spent the evening discussing options and consoling each other. Courtney’s father was Vietnamese and her mother was white. She inherited her mother’s height and large breasts while she got her father’s darker skin, thin frame, and striking black hair, which was long and straight with cut bangs. Courtney had never thought of herself as gorgeous—never Asian enough for the Asians nor white enough for the whites. Despite her Eastern genetics, she was a born-and-raised mid-western girl. She grew up in Kansas City, on the Missouri side, in a Protestant family. She had three brothers and a sister, all of whom already had children. Her father had never accepted Tim as good enough for his daughter. Courtney dreaded the idea of telling her father that Tim couldn’t have children. To her parents, family was everything.

Tim was an only child of blue-collar parents from St. Louis. He had met Courtney in college and they were each others’ first real love. He wore glasses that didn’t really fit his face and even though he was only twenty-five years old, his dark brown hair was already starting to thin out on top.

 Life hadn’t been easy for them after school. They moved to the suburbs of Kansas City to be near Courtney’s parents. Courtney did substitute teaching and Tim was currently a manager at a paper warehouse, though he seemed to have trouble keeping jobs. Money was tight, student loans and credit cards had piled up, and Tim often thought of himself as a poor husband. All he wanted was to give Courtney the life she deserved with a big house and a big family. Now all of that was in doubt.

Tim and Courtney discussed adoption but quickly ruled it out. The standards were higher than ever and with their young age, poor credit, and unsteady work, they knew they had little chance of being qualified to adopt a baby. Lab-assisted fertilization was just out of their price range, as was any type of professional surrogacy. One option, however, was always available, though it was a last resort—they could do surrogacy on their own.

Courtney hesitated to suggest it, afraid that Tim would get upset with her. Thankfully Tim was the first to bring it up. “You know, we don’t need a doctor to get you pregnant. All we need is viable sperm. I don’t know though…”

Courtney grabbed his hand. “I thought of that too. It wouldn’t be yours though and I want to have your baby. The thought of another man’s sperm up there… I just don’t even know,” Courtney said, shivering.

They went to bed late that night and tried to make love, but Tim was too discouraged to function. They both fell asleep frustrated and sad. 

They had a lot to think about the next day. Tim went to his office at the warehouse but he couldn’t focus on work. He kept running scenarios through his head to find a solution. The only one that he couldn’t outright reject was using a surrogate father on their own. As much as he hated the idea, he couldn’t face being childless the rest of his life, let alone not allowing Courtney to have a child, which is all she ever wanted.

On lunch, he messaged Courtney and told her that he would be willing to allow a surrogate to impregnate her. She didn’t respond for a while but when she did she said that she would be okay with it in principle, as long as they could find a suitable surrogate and could make sure that said surrogate would get no parental rights. They both agreed to do more research on the issue and think about anyone they know who might be suitable and willing.

TWO

Two weeks later Tim sat at his desk staring at a list of three names. He and Courtney had narrowed it down to three potential surrogate fathers. The first was a childhood friend of Courtney’s. He was her top pick because she knew him well and trusted him. The problem was that he was married and had children already. His wife didn’t like her too much so Courtney had doubts as to whether he would do it. The second person on the list was Courtney’s sister’s husband, Phil. He was already family and already had children with her sister so the kids would be related. Again though, Courtney had strong doubts that her sister would be okay with it. Courtney and her younger sister had a sort of rivalry and even if her sister did allow for it, Courtney knew that her sister would try to exert control over the children all of their lives. That had bad situation written all over it.

The last name was Tim’s pick, Eric Roddingham. He was Tim’s former boss and had been a sort of mentor to Tim over the years. He was older, in his late forties, athletic, wealthy, and single. He had two children with his ex-wife so they knew he was capable in that department. Tim also knew that he wouldn’t be hard to convince. He was always helping people out and also had a sense of adventure and open-mindedness that was sometimes hard to find in Kansas City. Courtney had doubts about him though. For one, on the few occasions they’d met, he’d spent most of the time leering at her breasts. That was nothing new—most men couldn’t keep their eyes off of her chest—but he wasn’t shy about it like most men. When she caught him, he just smiled that big white smile of his and kept on leering. That was the other thing—his big white smile also seemed totally fake. The man was all show and no substance. Tim, however, looked up to him and just thought Eric was the coolest guy ever.

Tim cringed looking at the list and thinking that one of them would be the father of Courtney’s child. It left a bad taste in his mouth. He tried to swallow it though and think about the bigger picture. This was a way for them to start a family—the only way at this point.

That night after even more discussion, they settled on asking Eric Roddingham first as he would likely be the most willing. They needed to get background information on him and an assurance in writing that he would waive all parental rights. Tim started formulating how he was going to approach the subject with Eric.

The last hurdle then was to figure out how to actually facilitate a pregnancy. Of course, actual intercourse would work, but that was definitely out of the question, or at least last on the list. Tim and Courtney extensively researched the subject online. She talked to her primary care physician and he strongly recommended they seek help from a specialist but of course they couldn’t afford that. All of the “at-home” methods came with risk. The last thing they wanted to do was to hurt the baby by using an improper or unsafe method. It slowly became clear that the only truly safe method was actual intercourse, though neither of them wanted to admit it.

*  *  *  *

“Tim, my man, so good to see you!” Eric said with his usual boisterous demeanor as he handed Tim a bottle of expensive-looking wine. “Thanks for having me over.”

“Thanks for coming, Eric. Make yourself at home. Courtney is about to finish dinner.”

Eric took a seat in the living room. He had a way about him that exuded confidence and charm. By any measure, he was more of a man than Tim. Eric was taller, had the perfect peppered facial stubble and a full head of hair only beginning to turn grey. All Tim could think about was that he was about to ask this man to have intercourse with his wife to impregnate her. He wasn’t sure he could do it. Tim was a nervous wreck. Courtney could sense it but every time Tim looked at his wife, her beautiful dark eyes pleaded with him to go through with it. Tim felt trapped. This wasn’t how life was supposed to go. Enough self-pity, he thought. Man up and do what is necessary for your family. 

They had a nice dinner without an awkward moment despite the tension in the air. Eric had a way of keeping things simple and easy. That and the wine helped loosen Tim up. As they were finishing the last of the bottle, he just dove right in. “Eric,” he paused, “I, I mean we, asked you here for a reason.”

“I thought as much. I could tell you two have been sort of high-strung all night. If you need a little help I will do what I can,” Eric said.

“No, no, it’s not money or anything,” Tim blurted out. “It’s, um…”

“We want you to have our baby!” Courtney shouted out. She immediately clasped her hands over her mouth.

“Whoa…” Eric said, speechless for the first time Tim had ever seen.

“We mean that we want a baby and I, for various reasons, seem to be incapable of it. We can’t afford doctors and all that so, um, we are asking you to do it,” Tim said. His face was bright red, his ears on fire.

“That is, wow, I wasn’t expecting that,” Eric said. He looked Tim dead in the eye, then over to Courtney. “It must have taken you a lot of courage to ask me.”

Tim and Courtney both visibly relaxed. “Yes, we have put a lot of thought into this,” Tim said.

“My first question is why me?” Eric asked.

Tim and Courtney then took turns explaining how they settled on him. They explained how it came to this and how badly they wanted a child. 

“Okay—how would we go about, you know, achieving this pregnancy?” Eric asked.

Tim looked at his wife and then turned to Eric. “We have, of course, looked at all the options and we feel that the natural way is best for the child and most likely to succeed.”

Eric looked over at Courtney. “By natural, you mean sex, right?”

“Not sex really, just intercourse,” Courtney said shyly. She was having trouble keeping eye contact with Eric. This whole thing was mortifying and it took all of her strength to stay in her seat and not run far away.

“I don’t really see a difference there,” Eric replied.

“Well you know, you would probably just work yourself up and then put it in her right before you ejaculate.” This was really the first time Tim had articulated it out loud. He could hardly believe those words were coming out of his mouth. He was asking another man to ejaculate in his wife. “I wouldn’t really say that is sex.”

“Ah, yeah, I see your point now.” Eric turned again toward Courtney. “This is what you both want?”

“Yes,” Courtney said quietly.

“And what if it doesn’t work the first time?” Eric asked.

“Well, you see,” Tim said, “you would probably have to do it several times during ovulation to give it the best chance. We wouldn’t really be able to know if it worked or not for a couple of weeks after. Then if it doesn’t work in the first month, I suppose we will keep trying until it does.”

“Okay, tell you what. I’m pretty sure I’m in. I want to help you guys and I’m immensely flattered that you chose me. I’ll consult with my attorney and have him draft up the legal documents for you, on my tab. That should save you some legal costs. I would recommend you obtain your own attorney to review them but that is your decision. I promise you that I have no interest in asserting any parental rights here. This will be your child and yours alone. Just invite me to dinner every once in a while after it’s born.”

“Oh, thank you so much,” Tim said. He looked exhausted but relieved at the same time, knowing the worst part was over. “I wouldn’t want to have to go through this conversation again with someone else.”

“No doubt,” Eric said, standing up to leave. “Dinner was lovely.” Eric leaned over and gave Courtney a kiss on the cheek. “And I will be in touch probably the week after this with a firm answer and some paperwork. It will take at least that long to get a medical check-up. I will leave you two to it then, I know this was difficult and you both must be worn out.”

“Thanks, Eric. This means a lot,” Tim said, feeling better than he had in days. A huge burden had been lifted off of his shoulders. For the moment he put the uncomfortable thought of this man’s penis inside his wife’s vagina out of his mind and was just glad that they had a plan to make a baby. Eric was even going to cover the legal stuff. Things might just work out.

Later that night Tim and Courtney made love for the first time in weeks. However, Tim couldn’t shake the picture in his head of Eric with his wife. As Tim came, he imagined it was Eric ejaculating in her. He wanted to throw up. He just had to think about the bigger picture.

“You are sure you are okay with this, honey?” Courtney asked as Tim pulled out and lay down next to her.

“Yes, I mean, no, it isn’t the ideal solution, but it is a solution. I would rather have this and a family than no family at all. What about you, are you okay with this?”

“I feel the same. He’s a little too slick for my taste, but it seems like he’s being genuine. I think as long as we’re all communicating and keeping things above the board, it won’t be a problem. With any luck, it’ll happen the first month. You promise this won’t change how you see me? I have never been with another man.”

“Oh honey, of course, it won’t. You aren’t really being with another man. This is purely a medical procedure in my view.”

“Thanks, baby.”

*  *  *  *

Ten days later Tim received an email from Eric:

Hi Tim,

I spoke with my attorney and had a parental rights release form drafted up. I guess I’m in. Take a look over this and feel free to show it to an attorney. I have already signed it. I guess then we’ll just set up a time for it to happen. 

Sincerely, Eric Roddingham

A lump grew in Tim’s throat as he read it. This was really going to happen. A part of him hoped that Eric would back out or there would be some legal impediment. He looked over the document and it all looked straightforward. Eric would have no rights whatsoever to the child and in return, Tim and Courtney waived any rights to come after him for support. Included in the packet was a clean bill of health, medical history records, and the contract waiving Eric’s parental rights to any child he fathered. Later that night, Tim and Courtney signed the document and sent it back to Eric. The only thing left was to set a date and time for the first encounter.

THREE

Courtney fumbled through her closet, not even fully aware of what her hands were doing. She was more nervous than she ever had been in her life and she had no idea what to wear. She heard the doorbell ring downstairs and Tim answer. Eric was here. This is it. She needed to get dressed and go meet him. Instead, she just wanted to crawl into her closet and hide. What to wear? She didn’t want something too sexy, but she didn’t want to be a total turn-off either. This was seriously the most embarrassing thing she had ever done. God, what if her parents knew? She and Tim planned to keep this a secret from them always. Thankfully both Eric and Tim had similar dark hair and not too terribly different facial structures so the difference shouldn’t be obvious.

She chose to go with a light blue sundress. The dress hugged her narrow waist and hung loosely over her D-cup breasts without showing too much cleavage. She thought about putting on a bra but it wasn’t the kind of dress one would normally wear a bra with and she fully intended to keep everything on and concealed anyway. She went to put on panties and then decided that wasn’t necessary either. She had laid out some baby oil for lubricant and set out a chair for Eric to sit in. They planned to do it three times that month. If it didn’t work, they’d schedule more the following month. Hopefully, it won’t come to that.

Courtney tip-toed downstairs and saw Eric and Tim sitting in the living room. Tim had poured himself a rather large glassful of wine. He offered some to Eric but Eric kindly declined. “I better not, you know… don’t want to affect anything.” Tim took a long swig of wine. 

“There she is,” Eric said as he watched her descend the stairs. “I guess we better get to it then before you all change your minds.” Tim took another big swig of wine. “Where should we do this?”

“I was thinking upstairs in our room I guess,” Courtney barely managed to get the words out her voice was shaking so bad.

“That okay with you, Tim?” Eric asked.

“Um… yeah, I suppose so. We don’t have a bed or anything in the other room so I guess our room will do. I will just stay down here.”

Courtney froze­—she thought that Tim would be there the whole time. They hadn’t discussed it. She was about to go over to Tim and ask him to come up too when Eric stood right up and said, “I think that’s for the best. Probably better if you don’t see this and it would be easier on me as well.” That was that, Courtney thought. She couldn’t wait to get it over with.

“Lead the way,” Eric said to Courtney, directing her upstairs. “Don’t worry, Tim. This shouldn’t take long and soon you’ll have a baby to coddle. Just watch the game and put it out of your head.”

“Courtney, I know you are nervous. Try to relax,” Eric said as they entered the bedroom. “I’ll just sit over here and work myself up. I downloaded some stuff on my phone to help. You just lay there and when I am ready I will come over and put it inside you.”

“Okay, that is kind of what I was thinking too. Mind if I turn the light out?” She said softly.

“Well, I think it would be best if we could see so as not to miss the opportunity while fumbling around in the dark if you know what I mean.”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

Eric pointed to the bottle of baby oil on the nightstand. “You should lube yourself up too so I can slide my penis right in when I am ready.”

Courtney swallowed hard. Her heart was racing and her hands were shaking. She had never thought she would be with any other man yet there she was. Not some passionate mishap, but a calculated decision to have intercourse with another man. 

She sat down on the side of the bed facing away from Eric as he sat down in the chair. She grabbed the baby oil and pumped some into her hand. She spread her legs apart slightly and coated her labia in the oil, making sure to get plenty inside as well. She didn’t want this to hurt and she doubted whether she would get wet. 

“Here you go,” Courtney said, handing Eric the bottle. He walked over to her and took it from her. Without moving back to his chair, he unzipped his pants and let them fall to the floor. He wasn’t wearing underwear. Courtney quickly looked away but not before she caught a glimpse of a penis far larger than her husband’s hanging limp between his legs.

“You don’t have to turn away, I mean, we should make this as comfortable as possible don’t you think?” Eric said. Courtney could sense out of her peripheral vision that he was coating his penis in oil, not two feet from her head.

 “This will only take a few minutes.” Eric sat down in the chair and pulled out his phone. “I will let you know when I’m ready. You should move to this side of the bed though so I don’t have to go far. That should minimize the risk that I blow too soon.”

Courtney moved to the foot of the bed but let her long black hair hang in her face so as to block most of her view of Eric masturbating. “Oh damn,” Eric said. “This stupid phone, it’s freezing up and I can’t play the files I downloaded to, you know, help this along.”

“Oh, well, take your time,” Courtney said, though she really wanted him to hurry up and finish. 

“I should be good without, just give me a minute. I’m hard but I have to work it up.”

Several grueling minutes passed while Eric stroked his erection. For some reason, Courtney had thought it would go quicker.

 “Here we go, I think I’m ready.”

Courtney lay back on the bed with her legs hanging over the edge spread wide for Eric. She made sure her dress covered her intimate parts.

Eric positioned between her legs and guided his erection under her dress and into her oiled-up vagina. He was much larger than Tim, it turned out, and his cock stretched her vagina wider than ever before. It was uncomfortable but not painful. The extra baby oil helped him get fully inside her.

Eric began pushing in and out of Courtney. He started slow but soon increased his pace. About a minute in Courtney asked, “I thought you were ready to, you know, ejaculate?”

“I thought I was too, I’m almost there, just a little bit more…” He began thrusting harder.

Courtney didn’t know what to do. He wasn’t supposed to have sex with her but that’s exactly what it felt like he was doing. In her mind, he would just stick it in and finish. Then again, they were still figuring it all out. A few bumps along the road should not be surprising. 

A few minutes later he said, “I’m sorry, this feels great and I’m hard as a rock. I’m however used to prolonging things so this is taking longer than I thought it would. I think we need to oil up a bit more.” With that, he pulled his penis out and coated it with more baby oil. Courtney flinched when Eric then spread oil on her labia with his fingers. Now he’s fondling my genitals. Nothing was playing out right and she wasn’t sure how she was going to explain it to Tim.

Eric rubbed his fingers up and down her slit and even entered slightly into her vaginal opening. The sensation wasn’t unpleasant but that only made her feel guiltier.

“Um, is that necessary?”

“Sorry, almost ready.”

Eric thrust his fingers a few more times inside Courtney, re-coated his erection in oil, and then pushed his penis back inside her. He began pounding her, pulling her hips against his pelvis with each thrust. The force of their movement caught Courtney off guard and it was all she could do to hold onto the bed as he had his way with her. She panicked with she realized her dress had ridden up to her stomach and Eric was staring at her bare pussy as he impaled it. She had a small strip of neatly trimmed dark hair centered over smooth puffy lips—hints of bright pink flesh inside. Regaining her senses, Courtney yanked her dress back down.

“Maybe you should leave it up. It seems to be helping,” Eric said between heavy breaths.

“I don’t think…”

“I’m already inside your vagina, I don’t think seeing it is really that big of a deal. Besides, I’ll finish faster.”

“Um… okay.” Again, it wasn’t what they had planned, but anything to get this over faster. Her hands trembled as she pulled her dress up to her tummy, exposing her nether regions to another man for only the second time since puberty.

Eric spread her legs wider and leered at his shaft disappearing into her. “Now that’s a gorgeous pussy. Tim is a lucky man.” Though Courtney was on the verge of dying from embarrassment, she was also secretly flattered. Tim never really cared that she kept her pubic hair well-maintained. There had also been a lingering doubt that Eric would find her attractive.

As Eric thrust harder and harder, Courtney slid up the bed inch by inch. Every time her dress fell back over her nether regions, Eric pulled it up to keep her pussy exposed. Eventually, Eric was leaning over her at a weird angle so he grabbed her by the hips and pulled her all the way back to the edge of the bed. Her body moved but her dress didn’t, leaving it bunched around her chest with her entire abdomen bare, including the lower part of her breasts. She really regretted not wearing a bra.

“God you have a sexy body,” Eric said, pounding into her harder. She tried to pull her dress down to cover herself but his thrusting kept pulling it back up. She eventually gave up, not realizing that her nipples had begun peeking with each bounce.

“Are you almost done?” She asked quietly as he was thrusting and moaning. She made another attempt to get her dress down to no avail. 

“Ugh, yeah, ugh.” His grip on her hips tightened. His penis expanded inside her already stuffed vagina and then a rush of fluid sprayed into her. He collapsed on top of her, panting heavily. In doing so he accidentally pushed her dress up even more, exposing her full breasts. As uncomfortable as she was with it, he was on top of her for the moment so there was nothing she could do. Eric propped himself up on his arms and found himself staring straight down at her bare chest. “You have amazing tits. They sure did the trick, thanks.”

“I didn’t mean to…” She started to say but stopped when he withdrew his penis from deep inside her. Cum poured out; far more than Tim had ever ejaculated in her. For the moment she forgot about how screwed up this whole thing had become and was hopeful that she would indeed get pregnant. Eric rolled off of her and lay at her side, catching his breath. She forgot that her beautiful bare breasts were still exposed.

“Well, I guess that’s it for today. Sorry, it took so long but it is hard to untrain a horse if you know what I mean.” Eric sat up in bed, planting his feet on the ground. A horse indeed, Courtney thought as she caught her first real look at his penis. It had to be at least twice the size of Tim’s, even semi-hard. She could hardly believe that whole thing fit in her without ripping her apart. It had only been uncomfortable in the beginning. Perhaps my body responded to it after all. 

Noticing Eric staring at her bare chest, she pulled her dress down and ran to the bathroom, mortally embarrassed by what had just happened. Things went way further than they planned. Eric was polite, and charming, and attractive—she wasn’t mad at him. She was mad at herself for not stopping it. How could she face Tim? She sat on the toilet and planted her head in her hands as Eric’s cum leaked out of her into the water.

*  *  *  *

“We are all finished. Courtney is upstairs in the bathroom,” Eric said to Tim as he came down the stairs still buttoning up his pants.

“Oh, okay, great.” Tim had finished off the bottle of wine. “It took a while.”

“Yeah, sorry, I’m not a pump and dump kind of guy. Everything worked splendidly though. Squirted a fat load into her.” Tim cringed like he had been hit in the face. “Oh sorry man, didn’t mean to put it like that.”

“It’s okay, I mean, that is what we asked you to do. Thanks for doing it.”

“My pleasure. Same time tomorrow right?” Eric asked as he put on his jacket. 

“Yessir, same time tomorrow.” Eric let himself out and Tim plopped back on the couch. Maybe that wasn’t so bad, Tim thought. It had taken longer than he thought it would and that had been the worst part. He assured himself that his imagination was likely far worse than what actually happened. He realized he should go find Courtney and comfort her. 

When he found her in the bathroom she was crying. “Did he hurt you?” Tim asked suddenly getting upset.

“No, no. Everything was fine. It’s just hard you know. I hope this is worth it—and that it works.” She stood up to hug Tim and more cum dripped out of her vagina, running down her leg.

They went to bed early that night, holding each other. Tim had bad dreams all night of Eric and his wife. He was grateful when he would wake up and find Courtney snuggling against him. He hoped the dreams wouldn’t last.

FOUR

The next evening Courtney was nervous but not as much as the day before. She put on a longer dress and made sure to wear a bra. She picked a plain white one that fully covered her breasts and fastened tightly in the back. It was certainly not the kind of bra she would normally wear with that dress—so much of it showed through that she looked kind of silly. However, she wanted to send a message to Eric that the session was going to be purely procedural. She even brought the iPad in for him to look at pornography if he needed help instead of using her body like he did the first time. She was concerned about Tim because he started drinking as soon as he got home from work which he never did. But, she thought, if he needed to be drunk to get through these tough days then that was okay with her.

Courtney came downstairs to find Tim already drunk. “Nice dress, honey,” he said. “Can you try to be quicker tonight?”

“Sure, Tim, I will try, but really it is, you know, up to Eric.” 

Eric was right on time. Tim kept the small talk to a bare minimum and Eric came upstairs on his own. Courtney was in the bedroom and had already lubricated her vagina with the baby oil. 

“Look, Eric, yesterday got a little out of hand.” Her voice was quiet and shaky. She had never been good at confrontation.

“I know, I understand.” Eric took off his jacket and sat down in the chair. “I mean, you have a stunning body—kind of a shame you keep it so hidden—but I know that things went further than you or Tim intended. I guess it’s hard to predict how these things will go, wouldn’t you agree?”

“Yes, and thank you. Can we try to keep things under control today, though? Just put it in when you are ready to go?”

“Sure thing, boss.” Courtney caught a hint of sarcasm in Eric’s tone but let it go.  

Eric dropped his pants right in front of Courtney. He stood only a couple feet away from her while he oiled up his large cock. Feeling more comfortable with him today, she watched, mesmerized as his cock grew in his hand.

Once it was fully erect, he stroked it vigorously for several more minutes.  He was grunting loudly by the time he motioned for her to assume the position on the bed. He moved between her legs but became tangled in her long dress as he was guiding his cock in. Seemingly frustrated and in a hurry, he pulled her dress up so he could see. “Eric!” Courtney said softly as she pushed her dress back down.

“Sorry, I forgot, just had to see what I was doing for a second. I do love that beautiful pussy.” With that he slid his cock deep into her vagina. He thrust into her for several minutes without any sign of finishing.

“I thought you were ready this time?” Courtney asked.

“I was but it got delayed so basically I have to start over. This isn’t easy for me either, you know.”

“I’m sorry, you’re right,” Courtney said.

“Let’s just figure it out as we go to make it easier on both of us,” Eric said, continuing to thrust in and out of her. Several more minutes passed.

“What can I do to help?” Courtney asked, slightly afraid of the answer but wanting to get this over with.

“Truthfully? Well, it has never been easy to get me off. Perhaps I should have disclosed that earlier but it felt too personal. No offense, but just pumping into you while you lay motionless doesn’t do a whole lot for me, and it’s definitely prolonging things.”

“Sorry, I just thought that was what we agreed. I mean, Tim wouldn’t want me doing more.”

“I know, but isn’t getting you pregnant the priority?”

“Yes.”

“Doesn’t Tim want that to happen as fast as possible?”

“Yes, I’m sure he does. I imagine he is miserable down there.”

“Right, so the faster this goes and the more I cum, the sooner you will get pregnant, agreed?”

“Yes, I suppose you are right.”

“I think we can facilitate a quicker pregnancy while sparing Tim all the details of how it is obtained. Everyone wins, right?”

“I suppose… I guess he wouldn’t want to know.”

“I don’t think he would either. So it doesn’t really matter what we do then, does it? As long as it helps get you pregnant faster?”

“I guess so,” Courtney said, not entirely sure what she had just agreed to, but it seemed to make sense. She didn’t want to hurt Tim, but it was becoming clear that their original plan was not going to work. Besides, deep down a part of her didn’t mind Eric’s cock thrusting in and out of her for a while. She realized that hadn’t needed to re-lube her pussy—I must have gotten wet.

“Well then, it will help if we get you out of that dress for starters,” Eric said, pulling his dick out and standing her up. She followed his lead. He pushed the shoulders of her dress down to her elbows, uncovering her bra-clad breasts. The dress got stuck as he continued pushing it down. “Can you help me here?”

Courtney pushed her dress the rest of the way down and let it drop to the floor. She stood facing Eric in just her bra— her bare pussy inches away from his cock. “Let’s get you out of that bra too.” Eric reached around and unclasped her bra. A part of her couldn’t believe what she was letting him do. Before she knew it, her bra had fallen to the floor and her large young breasts stood at attention, nipples pointing up to Eric’s head. “That’s better,” he said as he lowered her back onto the bed and immediately grabbing a handful of breast. Eric brought her legs up over his shoulders and rammed his cock deep into her. He began thrusting with enthusiasm and she couldn’t keep her body from responding. 

“I was reading up on this today,” Eric said panting, “and you having an orgasm will really help draw the semen into your uterus. I think you should try to cum as well.” Courtney’s face turned bright red. She hadn’t ever talked about her own sexual needs. She came from a deeply conservative family—which basically meant sex was only for procreation and men’s pleasure. It wasn’t that she had never had an orgasm, or that she didn’t enjoy it, it was just that openly discussing it was horrifying. The thought of having an orgasm with Eric felt more like cheating than anything they had done so far. And yet, she had also read that orgasms help, and she secretly craved one anyway.

“Courtney, what would help you climax?” 

“I um… I don’t know. I guess just what you’re doing.” She couldn’t bring herself to say more.

“Seriously, I want to know. The more pleasure you get, the more pleasure I get. What gets you hot?”

“Oh… um…” she did have one particular fantasy and it made her hot. “Oh my god, I can’t say!” Courtney’s face was on fire.

“Yes you can, do it for your husband. For your baby. Now, what makes you wet?” Eric continued ramming his large dick into her now soaking wet pussy.

She wished Eric would let it go but she knew he would keep pressing until she said something. “Okay, uh…um…my students, when they look at me, you know, uh…with those hungry eyes,” Courtney said, trying to suppress moans, her cheeks burning bright crimson. She could hardly believe she was having this conversation.

“There we go, that is hot,” Eric said, continuing to pound her pussy. “What happens next?” 

“Um…I don’t know.” This was all highly embarrassing, but her body was starting to respond.

“Sure you do, in your fantasy, what happens next?”

“Well, uh…my top accidentally comes unclasped and they can see my nipples down my shirt.” The heat in her face was spreading down the rest of her body.

“You aren’t wearing a bra?”

“No, I left it off that day.” She felt a pin-point of pleasure rapidly expanding within her loins.

“Why did you leave it off?”

“I don’t know.”

“Yes, you do. Why didn’t you wear a bra with that flimsy blouse?”

“God…”

“Say it, Courtney. You wanted them to see, didn’t you?”

“Ungh… maybe.”

“You like being looked at.” Eric stopped before she could respond. “Let’s try something else. I’ll lay down here and you climb on top of me, so I can see you.”

“Um…,” Courtney didn’t resist. She just let Eric guide her. He withdrew, causing the pleasure that had been building within her to dissipate. He lay down on his back and propped his massive cock up for her to sit on. She had only done it this way once with Tim and they couldn’t get the rhythm down so they quickly went back to missionary position.

Courtney took a hold of this thick member and guided it to her opening. How does this thing fit inside me, she thought as she sank onto it. To Courtney’s surprise, her pelvic bone soon met his. He was completely inside of her. She started bucking her hips. Eric had no problem with rhythm. 

Pleasure consumed her entire body as she rode his dick with abandon. She gave up all control and worry and guilt. With the lights on and completely naked, she had never been so exposed—or turned on. Her hard clit rubbed against Eric’s shaft just right. He played with her bouncing tits as he thrust up into her.

Not even Tim had ever seen her like that. She was an animal.

“Wait until I cum first,” Eric said as he began to thrust upwards harder and harder. He gripped her hips and pinned her on his cock as his cum burst into her right against her cervix. She couldn’t take it—she surrendered to the waves of pleasure washing over her. She crumpled on top of Eric—his dick still buried inside her—and lay there while the aftershocks rumbled through her.

“How was that?” He whispered, grinning ear to ear.

A sinking feeling grew in the pit of her stomach as she regained her senses. “Was I too loud? Tim can’t find out.” Eric’s softening dick popped out of her vagina and cum poured out of her onto the bed. She rolled over and started to freak out. What had happened? What have I done? Tim would surely leave her if he found out. She wasn’t supposed to enjoy this. She felt angry at herself and at Eric.

“This is bad,” she said.

“We did what we needed to do to get you pregnant so you and your husband can have a family. I know it isn’t what you and Tim had in mind, but it’s just how things went,” Eric said, standing up and wiping his dick off on her sheets. “No sense in feeling shame about it.”

“I know, but Tim… this would kill him.”

“So don’t tell him the details. This was never going to be easy for him.” Eric pulled his pants up and started putting his shirt on. Courtney put her dress back on, forgetting her bra.

 “Look, tomorrow night have a nice evening with Tim. Make love to him if you can. Then we’ll do this again Friday. By the way, would during the day work for you on Friday? Something came up Friday night.”

“Well, it’s fine by me, I don’t return to work until summer break is over. But Tim will be at work. I’m not sure how comfortable he would be with that.”

“I’ll talk to him about it, I mean, honestly, it would probably be easier on him if he wasn’t here just waiting for us to finish. We wouldn’t have these sorts of time or place constraints while he was at work.”

“Okay, I guess if he is okay with it…” Courtney wondered what he meant by time or place constraints but he walked out of the room before she could ask him.

They found Tim half passed out on the couch watching an old horror movie. He lifted his head and looked around, as if he barely realized they had come down. “You’re done?” 

Courtney ran her fingers through Tim’s thinning hair. “Yes darling, we’re done. Eric is just leaving.”

“Hey buddy, doing all right?” Eric asked.

“I’m doin’ great, man,” Tim said. His eyes rolled around, unable to focus.

“Look, I had something come up on Friday so I need to come over earlier in the day, while you are at work. Is that okay with you?” Eric asked.

“Earlier? While I’m at work?” It wasn’t entirely clear that it was registering with Tim at the moment.

“Yes sir. Probably better for you if you aren’t here anyway. At work you will have other things to focus on. I can’t imagine this is easy for you, sitting down here and all while I’m upstairs inside your wife.”

“You were inside my wife… hahaha” Tim just started laughing. “Friday is okay with me, sir.” Tim’s arm gave out and he fell back on the couch. He made no attempt to get back up.

“Courtney, you may want to talk to him about it again tomorrow.”

“You didn’t have to tell him that you were inside me. He’s well aware,” she said in a hushed tone.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to come off so crass. Why are we hiding the fact that I came inside you, though? The best way to deal with all of these confusing emotions is to confront them dead on, don’t you agree?” 

“Maybe, I don’t know. I’m worried about Tim, though. This isn’t like him.”

“Talk to him tomorrow and if you want to call it quits, I understand.” Eric hugged Courtney goodbye and ran his hand up under the back of her dress. He cupped her bare ass before leaving, his fingers briefly sinking deep into her crack and brushing up against her asshole. Courtney jumped a little and tried to pull away. Eric pulled her back close to him. Smiling, his fingers stroked up and down her crack before he finally released her. “Otherwise, see you Friday,” he said.

 Courtney shut the door and leaned against it. What was she doing?

She walked over to Tim. “Come on, honey, let’s go upstairs and get you to bed.” She bent over and put his arm around her neck to help him up.

“Weren’t you wearing a bra earlier?” Tim mumbled, staring down her dress with eyes barely open. Courtney froze. She was going to have to be more careful. She hoped he didn’t remember in the morning.

FIVE

The next day dragged on forever. She couldn’t get the events of the last two days with Eric out of her mind. That evening Courtney was glad to see Tim back to his normal self, even if two days of drinking had taken its toll on his energy. They had a much-needed evening together at home. Neither of them talked about Eric or their plans to have a baby. That night they made love in their usual missionary-in-darkness fashion and Tim immediately passed out afterward. Courtney found herself wondering what the next day with Eric would bring.

*  *  *  *

Friday morning Tim was already gone by the time Courtney got out of bed. After food and a shower, she stood in her closet deciding on what to wear. She decided on a loose blue short-sleeved blouse that cut low in the front. It was hot out so instead of buttoning up the front, she tied it together, leaving her midriff exposed. She also put on a mid-length pleated grey skirt. Again she didn’t bother with panties because it was kind of pointless. She also didn’t bother with a bra as she knew Eric would just take it right off anyway. Her stomach danced with butterflies as she waited for him to arrive. Finally, around noon he messaged her to come out and get in his car to go to lunch.

Courtney hadn’t expected they’d go somewhere—it didn’t seem appropriate. Then again, is any of this? He was in a rush, leaving her no time to put on undergarments. As she walked to his Mercedes, she wondered with trepidation if he was taking her to lunch to break things off.

“Wow, you look stunning,” he said as she slid into the passenger seat. 

“Thanks. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to wear for these meetings.”

“Meetings, huh?”

“I don’t know what else to call them.”

“Good a name as any, I guess.” He glanced at her bare thighs as her skirt rode up. “That’s something I want to talk to you about later. First, let’s go grab some lunch.”

Eric drove to Vladimir’s, a fancy seafood restaurant nearby. She’d only been there one other time on one of her anniversaries with Tim. He’d fallen ill about two bites in and spent most of the night in the toilet.

They chitchatted while they ate. Eric was as easy to talk to as a longtime friend. It was scary how easily she let her guard down around him.

“This is better than meeting at your house, don’t you agree?” Eric asked as he cleared the last bit of food on his plate.

“The lunch was nice I guess, but… this feels a little like a date. I have a husband.”

“Courtney, I know you have a husband. Tim is a dear friend. We have just been so physically intimate—and plan to be more—that getting to know each other might help ease the tension.”

“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to assume—“

“No worries, Courtney. If you feel uncomfortable about something, please tell me.”

Courtney sighed. “It was a good idea. I do feel more comfortable with you. This whole thing has been so awkward.”

“I can tell. I’m not used to awkward.”

“I imagine not.”

“Besides, I couldn’t come out to your neck of the woods without stopping in at Vladimir’s at least once. And dining here alone is no fun.”

“Well, it was very nice. Thank you.”

“Don’t worry about it. So, you mentioned attire earlier…” Eric said.

“Oh, yeah. I’m having the hardest time picking out outfits for this. I don’t own a lot of fancy clothes.”

“I was wondering…how should I put this—you know that thing I mentioned,” Eric said in more of a hushed tone, “where it takes a lot of stimulation for me to, you know, climax?”

“I remember,” Courtney said, feeling nervous about where the conversation was going. Talking about it was almost worse than doing it.

“Well, seeing you in some sexy lingerie would really help. Would you be okay if we went to a shop I know about and I could buy you an outfit or two? It would help me go faster, and therefore help you and Tim in the process. Plus, you know, it could be fun.” Eric winked at her and grinned.

“Lingerie?”

“Yeah.”

“I don’t know. I’ve never worn anything like that. It would be embarrassing.”

“Nonsense. You’re gorgeous and unlike many women, you’d have no problem filling it out.”

Courtney could feel her cheeks blushing. She was curious about how she’d look. Secretly, she’d always hoped Tim would buy her a sexy nightie or teddie, but he never did and she’d feel weird buying it for herself.

“Fine. Nothing too weird or expensive. And you have to keep it. Tim can’t find out.”

“Great! Let’s go now,” Eric said, handing the waiter a $100 bill and telling him to keep the change.

“Right now? I’m not really dressed for it.”

“For underwear shopping? Sure you are.”

He had a point. “Fine. Let’s go before I change my mind.”

Eric drove them to the seedier side of the neighborhood. Courtney was not familiar with the area even though it wasn’t far from her house. The store was in the basement of what otherwise was an old abandoned building. An unlit neon sign writing out “Pleasures” in cursive hung by the stairs leading down to the door.

Courtney had never been in an adult store and her stomach fluttered as they entered. The interior was dimly lit and the only person inside was an obese man with long stringy dark hair sitting at the counter reading a book. Magazine and video racks, clothes, and a whole section of sex toys dominated the room.  She didn’t even know things like that existed.

“Howdy folks, anything I can help you find?” the man at the counter asked. His neck bulged out creating a second and even third chin. He looked Courtney up and down and back up again. She crossed her arms over her chest instinctively. Even though she was covered, her lack of under garments made her feel naked.

“Actually, we are looking for something sexy for this lovely lady here,” Eric said.

“Well, great, that’s our clothes section over there,” the man got down off of his stool and walked around to the front of the counter. He was wearing a pair of dirty shorts and a t-shirt that didn’t even cover his hairy belly. The few steps he’d taken already winded him. “Let me show you a few things.” Courtney was already so embarrassed to be there—having a creepy stranger help was mortifying.

“I think we can manage. We’ll let you know if we need anything,” Eric said, much to Courtney’s relief.

“Suit yourself. Let me know if you need anything.”

Eric began going through the circular racks pulling various items out. Courtney didn’t know where to start or what Eric was looking for. This was for him. She just shook her head at the things she thought were ridiculous.

“You can’t say no to everything,” Eric said. “How about this?” He pulled out a sheer pink babydoll dress that was at least tasteful. She was going to have to pick something so she agreed to at least try it on. 

“Excuse me,” Eric called out to the clerk. “Do you have a changing room?”

“Well no, we did, but it’s full of crap right now.”

“I can try it on at home,” she said, relieved she’d get out of putting it on there.

“I know. I would like to see you in this before I buy it, though—it’s quite expensive. Need to make sure it fits and that it will, you know, do the trick.”

“Maybe we should go somewhere else?” Courtney asked.

“How about we just go in the corner over there and I’ll stand guard while you change. No one else is in the store.”

“What about him?” Courtney pointed, trying to hide her panic. She lowered her voice. “I’m not wearing any bra or panties.”

“He can’t see that corner from where he’s perched and I’ll stop him if he comes around.” Courtney, seemingly and literally backed into a corner, reluctantly gave in. She turned to face the wall while Eric stood behind her, facing outward down the aisle. Courtney quickly dropped her skirt and took off her top, leaving her naked in a public store. She was so scared her hands were shaking.

 She slipped on the dress as swiftly as possible. It was a bit tight around her chest and more transparent than it initially looked. Worse, it stopped short of her nether regions, even in the front. Courtney couldn’t tell how exposed her pussy actually was from the front because of the way the dress expanded at the base, but by the feel of it, she was quite exposed.

“I’m ready,” she called out to Eric.

“Go ahead and turn around then,” he said. She turned around slowly—instinctively covering her breasts with her arm and using the other arm keep the dress tugged down. Eric was already facing her. How long has he been watching?

“Wow. You are fucking sexy! Holy shit,” Eric said with a lustful look in his eye. He was staring straight at her pussy. He moved her arm out of the way to see her chest. Her nipples were clearly visible through the sheer material.

“It’s a little short don’t you think?” She asked, trying to tug the skirt down over her crotch.

“Not in the slightest. It is perfect,” he said. “Here, come with me.” Still holding her hand, he pulled her toward a door in the back of the store that looked like it went to the storeroom. Eric checked that the cashier was still buried in his book and slipped in the back room with her in tow.

“Eric!” Courtney stumbled in and Eric shut the door behind her.

 The room was dimly lit and packed with shelves on both sides of a narrow walkway. It smelled like dust and old cardboard.

“Let’s do it right here, right now. It will be quick, I promise.” He didn’t wait for her answer. He just started unbuckling his belt.

“Oh my god! Here? Eric, we can’t. What if we get caught?”

“It’s not likely. He is the only one watching the store.” He pulled out his fully erect dick. “I’m ready to go. This did the trick for me for sure.”

He’s crazy! But, it’ll be quicker than going back to the house, she thought.

“Okay, what do you want me to do,” she asked, not quite sure what she was doing.

“Bend over that table,” Eric said, pointing to a table against the wall at the back where the room opened up.

Adrenaline surged through Courtney’s body as she approached the table. She couldn’t believe what she was doing but she also couldn’t deny the tingling between her legs as she leaned over the table and stuck her bare ass out, offering her pussy to Eric.

Old dirty magazines littered the table below her elbows. Eric spat on his hands and coated his erection with saliva. Once it was slick, he positioned behind her and sank into her vagina. She winced at his size but it only hurt for a moment before her body adjusted.

“Oh yeah,” Eric said, grunting as he thrust into her. He snaked an arm up under her dress to grab her bare breast. “You have the best fucking tits.”

The panic that had gripped her chest like a vice was soon overcome by something else… a sensation even more powerful stretching from the tips of her toes to the top her head. All that mattered was the feeling of Eric’s thick cock filling her, stretching her, rubbing against her sensitive button on every stroke. So tired of fighting, she closed her eyes and just gave in. 

Without warning, Eric suddenly pulled Courtney upright by her arms and turned her around. She nearly had a heart attack when she realized the obese clerk was standing in front of her. He was staring at her bouncing tits, visible through the sheer fabric, with one hand down the front of his pants.

“Eric!” she squealed, trying to conceal her chest with her arms. Eric continued thrusting into her without missing a beat.

“Don’t mind me.” the clerk said, breathing heavily, his huge arm jerking back and forth.

“It’s okay,” Eric whispered into her ear.  “I’m sure he just wants a peek. After all, we are in his store.”

Courtney’s entire body throbbed with pleasure despite being on the precipice of an all-out panic attack. On the verge of a powerful climax, she had no willpower to stop it.

Eric nibbled on her earlobe as he nudged them both closer to the clerk. She was helpless to respond as the clerk boldly lifted the front of her dress over her breasts. “Fuckin’ beautiful,” he said.

Eric then backed up to the table and hopped up on it, pulling Courtney onto his lap facing forward with her legs dangling over his knees. Sticking his cock back inside her, he spread his knees, spreading her legs at a wide angle. The clerk had an unobstructed view of Eric’s dick disappearing into her soaking wet hole.

The clerk approached and lifted the front of her dress to again uncover her breasts. “Here, let me help you with that,” Eric said. He grabbed the sides and lifted it up over her head. Courtney instinctively raised her arms and Eric pulled the dress off, dropping it on the floor. Her perfectly round exposed breasts jiggled with every thrust. It took every ounce of strength she had to keep from cumming—she had to wait for Eric to blow first—so instead she just continued bouncing on his dick, on full display for the clerk.

The clerk, clearly enjoying the show, increased the pace of his jerking under his shorts. Emboldened, he cupped one of her breasts with his free hand. He gently fondled her nipple with his thick chubby fingers. The man was disgusting but her breasts were super-sensitive and his touch was electric. She didn’t even stop him when he squeezed her nipple and began sucking on it with his fat slobbery mouth. His greasy long hair tickled her stomach as it draped over her naked body.

With all the stimulation, Courtney was losing the battle to stave off her climax. Eric had the staying power of a steam engine. Naked, caught between two men, she had never been so aroused in her life.

 The clerk released her nipple with a loud slurp and without warning, shoved his tongue in her mouth. She didn’t know what to do as his large tongue filled the inside of her mouth. He tasted like fast food and cigarettes.

She didn’t have time to think about it, though, as Eric pounded into her one last time and burst so much cum into her that she could feel it in her stomach.

That was it.

Her body exploded in a shattering orgasm.

She clamped her lips down on the clerk’s tongue to keep from screaming.

Eric continued pumping semen into her—so much that it squirted out around his shaft. With each convulsion of his cock, her body erupted again and again.

Had Eric’s orgasm triggered hers? Or was it the vile clerk shoving his tongue down her throat? Whatever it was, she had no idea that the human body was capable of producing such intense sensations.

The clerk broke of the kiss and back up. He yanked down his shorts and pointed his long slender penis at her stomach. With a loud grunt, he launched strings of hot gooey cum all over Courtney’s stomach. 

Eric held Courtney in place, spread eagle, until his withering cock fell out of her. Cum poured out and splattered on the table and floor. The clerk, still not done, pressed his thick fingers to her cum-coated vulva and began rubbing. He even slid his forefinger slightly up into her gaping hole and then further down, smearing cum over her asshole. As he gently fingered her anus, he scooped his jizz down her abdomen toward her crotch. The glob of cum reached the top of her vulva before Courtney pushed his arms away. The clerk complied and wiped his fingers off on her leg. “You know we sell condoms here.”

“I’m trying to get her pregnant for her husband,” Eric said candidly. Courtney had never been so mortified, or so turned on, in her entire life. She couldn’t even begin to process what had just occurred. Feeling more embarrassed than anything, she slid off of Eric’s lap and put on the dress. Although it didn’t cover much, it was all she had. Her other clothes were still lying on the floor in the store. 

“Well, I better get back to work. Have the dress on the house, darling. You earned it. You two have fun now,” the clerk said as he squeezed himself back down the narrow aisle to the front door.

“Oh my god, what did I do?” Courtney said, shaking. 

“You had a mind blowing sexual experience,” Eric said grinning ear to ear. “It was pretty damn hot. You nearly crushed my dick you came so hard.”

Courtney blushed and turned away, the cum of both men now running down her body.

“Can you get my clothes?” She didn’t know what to say about what had just happened. Eric hadn’t even kissed her yet she let the fat guy do it, and she had even kissed him back some. She could still taste his mouth. Reality was crashing down around her. She had the added nagging fear that some of the clerk’s cum got inside her.

I guess this is what it takes to get pregnant. With any luck, she’d conceive and she and Tim could go back to their normal lives. A part of her felt sad at that prospect. She put it out of her mind.

This is for our family.

*  *  *  *

Eric drove her home. She demanded he keep the dress. She couldn’t risk Tim finding it. Eric reluctantly agreed. As he pulled the car up in front of her house he said, “Well, that was amazingly fun. Even though I look forward to the chance to do this again with you, I do sincerely hope you’re knocked up. If this was our last time, it couldn’t have been better. Let me know next month if you need to resume my services.”

“Thanks, and I will,” she responded. He leaned in for a hug and she hugged him back. She half expected a grope but none came.

When she walked inside, she found Tim sitting on the couch with a beer. “Tim! Oh, what are you doing home so early?”

“Well, I couldn’t work so I came home. Where were you?” He had an angry tone and blood was rushing to his face. 

“I…” She couldn’t tell him the truth, she just couldn’t, but she had to tell him something. “I went to lunch with Eric after, you know.”

“Lunch, huh? I know his lunches. What’s going on?” He started raising his voice.

“Tim, nothing is going on. This was the last time this month, maybe ever; he thought he should buy me lunch. That’s all.”

“Where did you go for lunch?”

“Um…, Vladimir’s I think it’s called?”

“What?! I know that place; it’s like $40 a plate!”

“Tim, nothing happened, it was all just very friendly,” she pleaded with him. She hated lying and wondered how far she’d have to go to keep him from the truth.

“Look, Courtney, I want to believe you. I do. But I know last night you came down without a bra on, a bra you had on earlier before he went up there with you. So I’ll ask again, what is going on?”

She’d never seen Tim so upset. He was all twisted in knots. She was too. She loved him so much, she didn’t want to hurt him, but she knew that he wouldn’t let this go unless she gave him something. She definitely couldn’t tell him everything, but a half-truth might satiate his suspicions.

“Tim, sit down please. Let’s talk. I will explain.” Tim went dead silent, fear in his eyes. He sat down on the couch without breaking eye contact with her. “This may hurt your feelings, but I had to go a little further with Eric than we agreed.” Tim winced but his look invited her to continue. “See, Eric has peculiar turn-ons. One of those is breasts. He tried, but he couldn’t really, you know, finish, without breasts. So I showed him mine.”

Tim paused, registering what she had just said. He looked like he might cry but then he swallowed hard and said, “Thank you for being honest. I don’t like it. I don’t like anything about this. But I think we both knew that this wasn’t going to be easy, that it wasn’t going to go smoothly. Did he feel your breasts?”

“Do you really want to know?”

Tim paused and thought for a moment. “Yes.”

“Then yes, he squeezed them a bit too. That helped though and he finished right then. It might have gone on a lot longer otherwise.” Tim seemed to relax a bit, exhausted. “If it didn’t work, we don’t have to try again. We can wait until we have the money,” she added.

“God, I hope it worked this time. I hope this wasn’t all for naught,” Tim looked up at her. “Honey, I love you so much. I want to have a baby with you and I don’t want to wait years, or forever. If he needs to squeeze your boobs some to finish, then I can deal with that. I just need to know where you are and when you are with him. Also, if anything goes further, I’d like to know that as well.”

Be careful what you wish for, honey, Courtney thought. “Okay my love, if that is what you want and if you are okay with it. Hopefully it doesn’t come to that.”

They enjoyed a nice evening together and made love. Courtney wasn’t thinking about Tim though or even Eric really. All she could think about was that slobbery fat man drooling over her naked body and getting himself off on her. The idea that her body could turn someone on so much just made her juices gush. She came with Tim for the first time in a long time. Maybe she’d get to do this again next month, then she corrected herself, have to do it. She fell asleep exhausted and confused.

To Be Continued…