Love in the Balance Ch. 08

Hey guys, here's Chapter 08! I hope you enjoy it. As I've said before, this story was supposed to be a one-off contest entry. It got away from me and took on a life of its own. The first few chapter started slow partly because this was supposed to be one big story. I went back and did some edits and additions. With this chapter, we're caught up to where I was when I decided to make this a series.

I also apologize for taking time away from Birthday Pool Party, but I hope anyone who likes both stories enjoys some of the parallels and references. This series definitely won't be as long as Birthday Pool Party and I hope to learn from past mistakes.

From feedback I've received, some people want this story to be all about Steven. I understand that. I'm hoping the other members of The Gang of Eight will get more interesting to you. If not, well, you might not care for this chapter!

My original plan was for Love in the Balance to be its own standalone story/series. I was hoping you could read the entire story without ever having read Birthday Pool Party. Especially since I know Birthday Pool Party has elements some readers might not enjoy. There are definitely crossovers and Easter eggs, but the story should still make sense. I'm curious how that's going, so if you're only reading Love in the Balance, please let me know!

Comments and feedback are always appreciated! I read every single one. Also, please let me know if you spot any mistakes. Errors bug me, and I make sure to upload revised editions whenever I find any. Please note that this story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any real person is purely coincidental. As always, this is a world without STI's, and everyone involved in sexual activity is at least eighteen years old.

-Witty

~Sunday June 22, 2025~

Sienna and Theo were in a family restaurant famous for their southern comfort food. The cozy dining room was designed to give the feel of an old-fashioned general store. Candles and vases of white flowers were on the tables. Old-fashioned lamps hung from the ceiling and the walls were covered with decorations. The full-length windows were open, granting a nice view of the porch at the front of the store. One wall was dominated by a large brick fireplace.

It was a very busy day for the restaurant and there were people waiting outside for a table. A few families with kids were out for brunch, as well as several older couples and a handful of people on dates. Most were dressed casually and the entire place was filled with the low hum of multiple conversations.

Theo was beyond ecstatic to be on a second date with Sienna; he had even put on suit and tie before Noah stopped him from leaving and called him an idiot. Theo ended up dressed in slacks and a button-down. It was slightly formal while still having a casual feel. Noah had recommended not tucking the shirt in, using the look as an attempt to conceal Theo's gut.

Sienna was the most beautiful creature Theo had ever seen. She was wearing a light-green sleeveless sundress with forest green patterns on it. The shoulder straps were thick and the dress only showed the slightest hint of cleavage. Her auburn hair was braided into adorable twin pigtails.

"Sunday brunch was such a great idea!" Sienna gushed, looking around happily.

"I'm glad you think so," Theo smiled, glad she was enjoying herself. "Jane suggested the restaurant."

"Jane's a smart girl," she nodded before taking a sip of her juice.

"If Jane was so smart, she would have chosen Steven over that pretty boy, Logan Barrett," he grumbled.

"Jane isn't dating Logan, they had two dates and nothing happened yet," Sienna rolled her eyes. "Are the guys at the office still making stupid jokes about calling immigration?"

"No, he's too charming," Theo sighed before muttering under his breath. "Stupid English accent."

"Mm, that accent is so yummy," the redhead closed her eyes and sighed happily. "And those dimples. Oh, and that cleft chin!"

"Forget immigration, I'll corner him in the elevator with a stapler," he deadpanned.

"You're fine," Sienna giggled. "If it makes you feel better, I'd rather be here with you."

"Yeah, right," Theo snorted.

"No, I mean it!" she insisted. "I was just teasing. Yes, Logan's cute, but so are you. And I feel a connection with you. It's like you finding other women hot. It's always gonna happen. Have you ever had a girlfriend mad at you for checking out a girl's butt?"

"Nope," he responded immediately.

"Seriously?" Sienna asked incredulously. "You've never gotten scolded for staring at a cute waitress with big boobs or a beach babe in a thong bikini?"

"I've never had a girlfriend," he admitted.

"Well, maybe I'll be the first in the not-too-distant future." Sienna winked. "Now, stop worrying about some random guy from work who doesn't matter."

"I can do that," Theo nodded.

Once Sienna said she might become his girlfriend, Theo forgot all about Logan and everyone else. He was thrilled, and giddy, and oh so nervous. He was afraid he'd do or say something stupid to convince her to change her mind. His nervous mind kept going over all the tips he had gotten; don't force humor, nothing inappropriate, don't complain about previous screw-ups and bad dates.

Their food soon arrived, with Theo eating lunch while Sienna had breakfast. The redhead had a full breakfast with two eggs, smoked sausage, bacon, hash browns, and a biscuit with gravy. Theo's meal was breaded chicken with cream gravy, mashed potatoes, and steamed broccoli.

"This place is known for their breakfast, why did you get lunch?" she asked after swallowing a bite of bacon. "Mm, bacon."

"I don't really care for breakfast foods," he shrugged. "I'm never really hungry in the morning. That's why I suggested brunch when you said you loved breakfast."

"Oh, very smart of you!" Sienna grinned. "Although, it's dumb that you don't like breakfast. Who doesn't love bacon? Bacon is proof God is real and that he loves us and wants us to be happy."

"You are quite passionate about bacon," Theo laughed.

"And you're passionate about video games," she reasoned. "We're both a little strange."

"A lot of people play video games, it's pretty normal," he countered. "If I ask someone what their hobbies are, 'video games' isn't a strange answer. Bacon connoisseur isn't a hobby. Even I know that."

"I didn't say bacon was my hobby, dummy!" she exclaimed. "I just said bacon is amazing. It's like guys and beer. Guys find an ice cold beer relaxing, I find crispy greasy bacon relaxing."

"Food like that is why I'm fat," Theo sighed.

"You're not fat, you have a dad bod," Sienna argued. "I like it. You're like a big cuddly teddy bear I wanna snuggle up with."

"Anytime you want," he smiled.

The two continued talking while enjoying their meals. Sienna consented to a bite of Theo's chicken and acknowledged the cream gravy was really good. The redhead playfully refused to share her bacon, making both of them laugh. Anyone watching would see two people on a very nice date.

When the bill came, both of them tried to snatch it up. They playfully argued for a few minutes before Theo emerged victorious and got to pay for the meal. Sienna blew him a kiss and promised a real one later. Then the two of them finished their drinks while relaxing for a bit.

They talked about their friend group; both of them were looking forward to the gender reveal for Leslie and Conner's baby. Theo did joke about a gender reveal party being a little ridiculous, but he agreed it was a great way to get The Gang of Eight together to celebrate. The four girls were especially excited.

The conversation continued, with the two of them discussing what all their friends were up to. Camilla was really getting into her influencer side hustle. The sexy Latina loved all the attention and constantly announced how many followers she had. It wasn't just the guys who teased her about selling nudes if she wanted millions of followers. She had even gone on a couple of dates with guys who recognized her from local social media. Like Camilla, Noah was also enjoying his youth by playing the field.

"So, last night I woke up dying of thirst at three in the morning. I stumbled out into the kitchen and ran into a naked coed digging in the fridge. Half-asleep and I got the full moon," Theo chuckled. "I stood there like a deer in the headlights as she straightened up, showing off her, uh, headlights."

Theo blushed as he remembered the awkward encounter. Sienna's musical laugh was ringing in his ears, keeping him in the present. Theo couldn't help but smile as he admired her face while she expressed her mirth. Her laugh, full and unashamed, was sexy as hell.

"You just stood there drooling over her tits?" Sienna eventually asked.

"I didn't mean to! I mean, I wasn't drooling, I was paralyzed. It took her a couple seconds to notice me, and that I wasn't Noah. She squeaked, grabbed her boobs, then ran into Noah's bedroom and slammed the door behind her," Theo wasn't sure who had been more embarrassed. "All I could do is just stand there with my mouth open."

"You didn't say anything to her?" the redhead giggled.

"What was I supposed to say?" Theo countered. "I was half-asleep, I walked into the kitchen because my throat was dry and there was a naked blonde!"

"Hm, how about 'Hey, nice tits, we still have any juice?'" Sienna suggested, waggling her eyebrows.

"I couldn't do that!" he gasped. "I have enough trouble talking around women. And you think you'd be more sympathetic, considering how mortified you were when you found out I saw your 'girl parts.'"

"You did see my playground, didn't you?" she blushed. "Not really fair, but it's my own fault for getting drunk and naked. She must have been embarrassed. She didn't even know you."

"Her entire body was turning red she was so embarrassed," Theo sighed. "She could barely look at me the next morning."

"Poor girl," Sienna pouted in sympathy. "I get it, I'm very conservative with my body. She really should have put on a robe before wandering into the kitchen. She had to have known Noah had a roommate."

"The worst part is, I told Noah about it this morning after she left. He laughed and asked how I thought Karen looked," he sighed and shook his head.

"What's wrong with that?" she frowned.

"I talked to her for a couple minutes while Noah was in the shower," Theo explained. "Her name is Keri."

Sienna and Theo stared at each other for a full five seconds before they both burst out laughing. It wasn't long before their faces were turning red and looking at each other just made the giggles return. Sienna actually snort-laughed and Theo thought it was the most adorable thing ever.

"Oh God, I can't breathe," she said between bursts of laughter.

"I'll probably tell that story again next guy's night," he added.

"Is that what you boys do when you get together; talk about all the titties you saw and pussy you got?" Sienna questioned.

"Not really," Theo shook his head. "It might come up occasionally, but we really just like hanging out."

"I'm not sure I believe you," she cocked her head to the side. "If things progress do I have to worry about you telling the guys all my dirty little secrets?"

"No, no!" he quickly exclaimed. "I'd never do that. I didn't tell them anything about the Red Dragon thing, or about how, you know, amazing your body is. Um, not that I looked. Uh..."

"You're too fucking cute for words," Sienna giggled, blowing him a kiss. "Don't worry, I know my secrets are safe with you."

"They are, I promise," Theo vowed.

"And I won't tell anyone what you told me," she nodded. "Although, I still say you should tell the others yourself."

"Maybe, but I'm just not ready yet," he replied.

"I understand," Sienna smiled softly.

"Thank you," Theo responded, grateful she wasn't judging him.

There was a lull in conversation and they found themselves just looking into each other's eyes. Sienna felt her pulse speed up as her mind started to drift, thinking about other things they could be doing instead. She brought herself out of her fantasy with a gasp.

"So, axes, huh? Was that weird or cool or what?" she asked suddenly, mentally kicking herself for being an idiot.

"It was fun!" he exclaimed, completely missing Sienna's blush as she looked at him. "Conner suggested it."

"How did he come up with ax throwing?" Sienna wondered.

"He mentioned going with some friends in college," Theo answered. "They compare it to a rage room; it's great for stress. We suggested Steven imagine the target was actually Logan's face."

"Oh, stop," she giggled. "They went on two dates and hugged. I think Steven's okay."

"Jane's still dating someone else," he pointed out.

"Yeah, but it really is for the best," Sienna sighed. "Jane's pretty messed up. They both need to date other people. For now, at least."

"I think Steven should ask out Megan," Theo commented. "Even I can tell she's hot for him."

"She is crazy about him, you're right about that," she quickly agreed. "But, he can't just fuck her. Megan Bauer is, well, she's the daughter of one of the richest people in the world. And she's the boss at Sphinx."

"It's just money," he shrugged. "If they like each other, why not?"

"I agree, it should be that simple," Sienna replied. "It just rarely works that way. I know you sometimes see celebrities with regular people, but it's rare. She's high society, she's going to be jetting all around the world closing deals. I don't know, it just seems too tough to work out."

"Sounds like Steven's got a lot to figure out," Theo observed. "Maybe he'd be better off finding someone outside of Sphinx."

"Yeah, probably," she nodded. "I just hope The Gang of Eight will be okay. Jane and Steven seem fine now, but who knows?"

"As much as I hated being alone in high school and college, I am kind of glad I didn't have to deal with all the drama of dating," Theo mused. "If it's hard now, I imagine it was much worse when you were also growing up and figuring out your life."

"Oh, you have no idea," she groaned. "It was a fucking nightmare."

"Jeez, that bad?" he asked, surprised by the intensity of her reaction.

"Yes!" Sienna exclaimed. "Sex is great, but it complicates everything. All those emotions. There was a time where I could barely go two weeks without a friend having a break down. Thought she was in love, got humped and dumped, got cheated on, got drunk and did the cheating, the list goes on."

"Well, that's terrifying," Theo gulped. "I would not have been able to handle all that stress and still manage to graduate. Probably for the best that I was an outcast."

"I think it's hard either way," she said. "Being lonely sucks, but so does being heartbroken. One of my friends thought she was gonna marry her high school sweetheart. Until she caught him getting his knob polished out in the garden during prom."

"The guy sounds like a fucking idiot," he rolled his eyes.

"He definitely was," Sienna nodded. "Apparently, they had been hooking up for months. She ended up in porn, my friend ended up becoming an alcoholic in college, and I have no idea where the guy ended up."

"Wow," Theo nodded, unsure of what else to say.

"It wasn't just stress in a relationship, we also had parents to deal with," she continued. "Yeah, we were eighteen, but living at home means you still have to live by your parents' rules. Even now."

"I hope your parents approve of me," he said nervously.

"They like you," Sienna smiled. "I think you're okay. My mom said you were quiet and Dad thinks you're not comfortable in your own skin."

"Sounds like they don't like me!" Theo exclaimed, horrified.

"Nah, they like you better than my cocky ex-boyfriend," she shook her head. "And I was with him for years. They think you're nice, you won't hurt me."

"I won't. Ever," he immediately promised.

"Good, good," Sienna smirked. "It's just a shame Camilla won't get to rip your dick off."

"Tragic," Theo deadpanned. "Did you have a lot of trouble with your parents when dating?"

"Not especially," she shrugged. "I got a lot of lectures on how a young lady should behave and on how guys only want one thing. My friend Sam had it much worse."

"What happened to Sam?" he inquired before taking another sip of his drink.

"They told her she couldn't date the guy she liked and gave her a big speech about waiting until marriage to have sex," Sienna answered, a grin spreading across her pretty face. "So, she intentionally got caught by her dad having a threesome in her bedroom with guys from the lacrosse team."

"I'm surprised her dad didn't have an aneurysm," Theo snorted.

"The fallout wasn't fun," she laughed, getting to her feet and offering Theo her hand. "C'mon, we've sat here long enough and they probably want the table."

Sienna led Theo into the general store side of the building to do some shopping. It was summer, so the store had a lot of outdoor items. In addition, there were things for Independence Day as well as the usual religious items carried by the store. Theo found the frog statue especially amusing for some reason.

A blue floral embroidered top caught Sienna's attention and she held it up to admire it. The shirt was a button-down with a collar and had roll-tab sleeves. She went to put it back when Theo grabbed it and offered to buy it. Sienna protested slightly, but got very giddy when she was finally convinced to let him get it for her. The redhead hunted around the store until she found a beer stein she thought Theo would like.

"I-it's still early," Theo observed as they sat in rocking chairs on the porch outside.

"It is," Sienna giggled, the sun shining on her pale, lightly-freckled face.

"So, um, I was wondering if, ah, maybe you'd want to, I don't know, um," he mumbled nervously, his face turning red as he fidgeted in the chair, "and I'm not suggesting anything, well, anything sexual might happen."

"Theo," she stated, drawing his attention. "Spit it out."

"Do you wanna come hang out at my apartment?" Theo offered. "We could watch a movie or something. Noah will be there."

"I know you're not suggesting sex just because you invited me to hang out," Sienna smiled at him. "No need to still be so nervous; it's just me, remember? Sienna."

"I guess I'm just expecting to say the wrong thing and ruin everything," he sighed sadly.

"Well, you didn't ruin anything. Let's go!" she said, getting to her feet and offering him both hands. "Oh, and you didn't have to assure me Noah would be there. I know I'm safe with you, we don't need a chaperone."

"Maybe I'm the nervous one," Theo smirked as he took out his phone to order their ride. "Being alone with the Red Dragon? Scary thought!"

"I don't recall saying you could call me that," Sienna growled, her offered hands turning so she could show him both her middle fingers. "In fact, I think I specifically told you to forget you ever heard that."

"A-are you mad?" he stammered, the grin falling from his face.

"No," she chuckled, crossing her arms over her chest. "But, ah, maybe hold off on calling me that? Only one person ever has used that nickname and we were really serious."

"Okay, sorry," Theo mumbled.

"It's all good," Sienna assured him, leaning forward to kiss his forehead. "Now, hurry up and get us a ride!"

Theo opened the rideshare app on his phone and ordered a ride back into the city. The two of them talked while waiting for the car and were soon heading toward Theo's apartment. They held hands as they entered his building and made their way to the right apartment.

"Noah, what the fuck?" Theo exclaimed when he walked through the door with Sienna.

"Shit!" Noah jumped, grabbing a pillow from the couch and holding it over his crotch. "Sorry, sorry! Ah, hi, Sienna."

"Hello, Noah," the redhead waved, looking away from him. "Do you usually sit on the couch in your underwear with a boner?"

"No, no!" Noah exclaimed, grabbing the remote to turn off the movie he was watching. He then quickly looked at Theo. "Back me up here, buddy."

"One time I caught him sitting on the floor with a video game controller in his hands," Theo said. "He was playing a shooting game and had a hard-on for some reason. I did not need to see that."

"Theo!" Noah hissed angrily while Sienna laughed.

"At least it was a sex scene playing this time, so it makes sense," Theo added.

"You're not helping!" Noah shouted, his face red.

"Wasn't trying to," Theo shrugged.

"I'll go find pants," Noah grumbled. "Ah, Sienna, do you mind?"

"Since when are you shy?" Sienna giggled, turning around to give Noah privacy.

"Just being polite," Noah mumbled as he scrambled toward his bedroom.

"So, have you ever caught him playing with himself?" the redhead asked loudly, causing Noah to groan from his room.

"Other than right now, thankfully, no," Theo grunted. "Otherwise I would have had to gouge my eyes out. Anyway, would you like a drink?"

"I wasn't playing with myself," came a shout from Noah's room.

"Sure. A soda if you have it," she replied, taking off her sandals to get more comfortable and pointedly ignoring Noah's claims. "I'm kind of glad I never stayed in a dorm or anything. I'd die of embarrassment if someone caught me naked."

"You didn't have to change in a locker room or anything?" Theo asked from the kitchen.

"That's what the bathroom stall is for," Sienna answered. "I told you I'm very modest with my body."

"That's a damn shame," Noah announced, returning in a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt. "You have one hell of a figure."

"You keep your eyes off my figure," she growled at Noah.

"No promises," Noah declared as he grabbed his beer off the coffee table and moved over to the recliner. "I figured you two lovebirds would wanna share the couch."

"Thanks," Theo said quietly as he placed the sodas on the coffee table before sitting down.

"I'm not sure I wanna sit anywhere Noah's naked ass has been," Sienna rolled her eyes as she approached the couch.

"You also probably don't want to shine a black light on any of the surfaces," Noah called out before sipping his beer.

"Ew," Sienna crinkled her nose as she sat down beside Theo. "So gross."

"So," Theo turned toward Sienna, "Furniture shopping tomorrow and a bonfire to burn this foul thing?"

"Do you guys wanna pick a movie? Or we can continue mine?" Noah offered, changing the subject while Theo took off his shoes and socks.

"If you two don't mind, I'd prefer to watch something with an actual plot," she replied.

"This has a plot!" Noah argued.

"It does not!" Sienna countered. "It's another stupid sex comedy about college life. Like that ridiculous old movie where the guy stuck his dick in a pie to find out how a blowjob felt."

"That movie was a cinematic masterpiece," Noah stated firmly. "An artistic triumph that will live on for generations. Just like this movie."

"Seriously?" she asked skeptically. "You do know that girls don't actually bounce around naked in sorority houses, right?"

"Don't crush my dreams!" Noah replied, glaring at her. "And it's pretty bold of you to judge me. You and the girls drool over Nolan Reed every time you watch Hospital Doctors in Love."

"You're confusing me for Camilla," Sienna snorted. "She's the one who tried to get Steven to sniff the guy. Yeah, Nolan's hot, but I watch HDL for the story."

"Bullshit," Noah laughed.

"Doctor McSpoogy isn't even on HDL anymore!" the redhead exclaimed. "Even his clone is dead now."

"His clone?" Noah repeated incredulously. "Yeah, and my movie is ridiculous."

"It is!" Sienna insisted as Theo listened to the argument. "Lesbian orgies and naked pillow fights? That cheerleader gangbang? That crazy shit doesn't happen in real life!"

"For your information," Noah began, "I have some wild stories from frat houses AND sorority houses."

"Did you and your frat brothers run around naked and wave your junk at each other?" Sienna rolled her eyes as she grabbed the remote and started a streaming service.

"We're talking about my college life, not your browser history," Noah retorted.

"Maybe we should pick a movie," Theo gestured at the television.

"Oh, cheeky!" she laughed at Noah's comment while browsing movies. "Speaking of your college life, it sounds like you're trying to relive your glory days. Robbing the cradle with a college girl?"

"Hey!" Noah exclaimed. "Kara is very mature for her age. And she's almost as old as you are!"

"And her name wasn't Kara," Theo spoke up.

"Uh, it wasn't?" Noah frowned while Sienna pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed.

"How about this one?" Sienna asked, gesturing at the screen. "It's new, and playing it means I don't have to listen to Noah anymore."

"A comedy horror?" Theo asked, reading the description. "Didn't you just make fun of Noah for watching a comedy?"

"She did!" Noah interjected.

"No, no!" Sienna argued. "You were watching a sex comedy, not a horror comedy. Yours was just some idiot director trying to see how many titties he can get on the screen at once."

"That was a beautiful scene," Noah closed his eyes and sighed happily.

"It really was," Theo admitted.

"Knock it off," Sienna admonished, swatting Theo on the shoulder. "I'm working hard to get you to stop with the inappropriate shit."

"We're guys, we'll never stop," Noah snorted. "Theo just needs to learn to be more careful about when and where."

"I'm putting the movie on," she said, ending the conversation.

The movie started out by explaining that someone murdered several teenage girls and was never caught. Years later, a friend of the victims was a mother to a teenage daughter. The killer returned and murdered the mother, much to the horror of the daughter.

"So, she just found a time machine and went back to right before the murders?" Noah asked.

"Yes," Sienna confirmed, snuggling up to Theo. "If she stops the killer in the past, she can prevent her mom's murder in the present."

"And she just happened to have access to a time machine?" Theo questioned, wrapping an arm around Sienna's shoulders.

"It was a school project!" Sienna reasoned.

"Sure, because every high school has someone who makes a time machine for their science fair," Noah rolled his eyes.

"He's got a point, Sienna," Theo laughed lightly. "It's pretty ridiculous."

"Oh, shut up, it's a horror comedy," she shook her head.

The main character met her teenage mother, hilarity ensued. A couple of girls did get murdered, but they were able to identify the killer. Sadly, he completed his final murder before he was finally stopped. Conveniently, there was another expert on time travel who was able to send the main character home. Since all the original victims were still killed, the only change to the future was saving the mother.

"Well, that sucked," Noah declared before downing the last of his beer.

"It wasn't that bad," Sienna responded.

"It kind of was," Theo winced. "Sorry, Sienna."

"C'mon, it was fun!" the redhead argued. "There were boobs!"

"Yeah, for like two seconds," Noah complained. "And I do enjoy movies for more than just the hot chicks. Also, I could have done without the male nudity."

"Same," Theo made a face.

"I think it's refreshing that they're willing to objectify men now, too," Sienna smirked.

"They are showing a lot more dick these days in movies," Theo admitted.

"Was that your favorite part, Sienna?" Noah teased.

"Ew, no," she shook her head, causing her twin pigtails to bounce. "I don't wanna watch some strange guy's junk flopping around, thank you very much."

"Well, have Theo shake it in your face then," Noah suggested as he got to his feet. "Just wait until I leave, please."

"W-where are you going?" Theo stammered.

"Dinner with my parents and sister," Noah answered. "I need to get dressed, you two kids behave while I'm gone."

Theo started getting nervous when Noah disappeared into his bedroom. He didn't want Sienna to think he expected anything to happen while they were alone. She had made it clear she liked taking things slow, and Noah respected that. He was still terrified that he would somehow screw things up. It was only their second date and he was hoping she might want to be his girlfriend. He felt like an idiot teenager, and in some ways he was; he had never had the opportunity to date when he actually was that young.

Sienna opened a different streaming service, aware that Theo was nervous and trying to keep things nice and relaxed. Her feelings for Theo were complicated. She had never thought of him romantically and had gotten as annoyed as all the other girls by him.

Everything changed when he went too far at karaoke. He started to think more before speaking and was a better friend. It wasn't long after that she got drunk and naked, passing out in his bed. After that, the two of them would regularly text and he often made her laugh.

Theo actually taking the initiative to ask her out came as a huge surprise. She spent the day thinking about it, coming up with reason after reason to turn him down. Sienna was even going to tell him it wasn't a good idea, then she found herself giving him a thumbs-up as if her hand had a mind of its own.

The date went surprisingly well. Theo had really impressed her by bringing her daffodils. It showed he listened to her and cared about what mattered to her. That wasn't enough for a romantic relationship, but Sienna had been shocked to find herself feeling butterflies in her stomach as the date continued. She was also glad he felt like he could confide in her. Now? She wasn't sure how things would progress, but she was open to the possibilities.

"Okay, I'm off," Noah declared, returning to the living room fully dressed not long after Sienna started a show set during a zombie apocalypse.

"Have fun," Sienna waved.

"Bye," Theo added.

"So, Theo already ate," Noah said as he grabbed his keys. "If he starts humping your leg it means he has to go out. His leash is in the kitchen."

"I'm not a dog!" Theo shouted.

"He's also not the one who humps everything in sight," Sienna giggled, pausing the show.

"In his defense, it's not for a lack of trying," Noah countered as he opened the front door.

"What was that girl's name again?" Theo asked loudly.

"Kristen?" Noah suggested.

"Nope," Theo shook his head.

"Uh, Katie?" Noah offered.

"Not even close," Theo snorted.

"Christie? Whatever," Noah laughed, determined to get the last word. "Bye, kids! Have fun, be safe. And remember; no glove, no love!"

"Like he knows how to use a condom," Theo grumbled as the door shut, leaving him alone with Sienna.

"He probably does," she reasoned. "Most girls are on the pill these days, but I imagine he needed a lot of latex in high school."

"His high school experience was nothing like mine," Theo snorted.

"Did you go to any parties? School dances? Prom?" Sienna questioned.

"I had a handful of close friends, but I've always struggled with social anxiety and depression," he answered. "Instead of going to parties, I sat alone in the dark and stared at the wall."

"Ouch," she winced in sympathy. "I'm sorry."

"We don't have to talk about that," Theo smiled. "What was your high school and college experience like?"

"Pretty typical, I think," she shrugged. "I had a friend group, I went to school dances. I loved, LOVED ice skating. Still do, but I haven't gone in awhile."

"How am I just finding this out?" he frowned. "We talk about what we do on girls' night and guys' night, and you never once suggested ice skating. At least as far as I know."

"I used to have my own skates but I lost them, and, well, I don't know!" she giggled. "It's just one of those hobbies I stopped finding time for. It was my dream to be a professional ice skater when I was a little girl."

"I wanted to be a paleontologist," Theo laughed.

"Neither of us got even close to our childhood dreams," Sienna laughed with him.

"Well, I am on a couch with a beautiful woman," he reasoned. "That's living the dream."

"You're getting much better at saying the right things," she leaned over and kissed his cheek before biting her lower lip nervously. "Um, just so you know, I am on the pill. If things do progress, I've got the birth control thing handled. So, ah, no need to worry about a glove. Noah's just an idiot."

"It's a little refreshing seeing you be the nervous one," Theo teased.

"I'm a modest girl," Sienna blushed. "Um, you're only the second person to see, you know, the girls."

"Seriously?" he asked, eyes wide.

"Why are you so surprised?" she playfully nudged his shoulder with hers. "No one gets a free show. I changed in bathroom stalls for the gym, I shower at home. And I'm only twenty-one. It's not that weird that I've only been with one guy. I had a childhood friend, we started dating before we even really understood what dating was. He was my first and only."

"The ex-boyfriend you've mentioned," Theo stated.

"Yup!" Sienna confirmed. "You have a higher body count than I do, so who is the social outcast now?"

"You are definitely not an outcast," he laughed nervously. "This makes your drunk stripping even more shocking."

"They call it liquid courage for a reason, and I still don't remember taking my clothes off," she blushed cutely. "But, yeah, I talk a big game, but so do guys who have never had sex. I've had dates, but I never did anything with them but some kissing."

"I'm glad drunk Sienna is that comfortable with me," Theo smirked. "And I promise; I made a semi-valiant effort to forget what I saw."

"And that's enough about that," Sienna admonished, snuggling up to him as she resumed the show. "Keep me safe from the zombies."

Theo happily watched the show with Sienna, his heart starting to race when she wrapped an arm around his waist. At the end of the episode, she gasped when one of the main characters was ripped apart by zombies. He rubbed her back when she buried her face in his shoulder as the guy screamed.

During the ads between episodes, Theo went into the kitchen and made some popcorn. He returned to the living room with a bowl of popcorn and two fresh sodas. The two of them shared the popcorn as they watched the main characters hold a funeral for their fallen friend.

"Would you want us to build you a funeral pyre if you got killed by zombies?" Theo asked.

"Do you really think you'd last longer than me in a zombie apocalypse?" Sienna asked with an arched eyebrow.

"Not a chance," he shamelessly admitted. "It's hypothetical; you go out in a blaze of glory protecting my sorry ass. Do you want the pyre or not?"

"Well, you have to make sure I don't come back," she reasoned. "You don't want me wandering around as a mindless zombie, do you?"

"I don't know, I could keep you around hoping to cure you," Theo suggested. "Or because you're just too cute to put down."

"I honestly don't know if I should say 'aw' or 'ew," Sienna laughed.

"I made you laugh, so I'm calling it a win," he smiled.

"Definitely," she whispered, leaning up to peck his lips.

The zombie show was forgotten as Theo grabbed the back of Sienna's head, kissing her passionately. The redhead reached up to cup his face as they made out. She was moaning softly and they both lost themselves in the wonderful moment.

"Wow," Theo mumbled, looking into her green eyes as the kiss broke.

"You've said that before," Sienna giggled.

"Brain doesn't words now," Theo babbled.

"That was adorable," she laughed and kissed him again.

"Not that I'm complaining at all, but why did you get interested in me?" Theo questioned.

"Random," she smirked. "And I'm surprised this is what you want to talk about right now."

"It's just that we were always just friends and I'm shocked at how we got here," he explained.

"I never thought about you romantically," Sienna admitted. "In fact, your inappropriate comments annoyed me a lot. I was fine hanging out with you in The Gang of Eight, but that was it."

"What changed?" he wondered.

"You know that quote about insanity being doing the same thing over and over again, expecting it to end differently?" she inquired.

"Uh, yeah," Theo nodded slowly.

"Well, you finally broke that one when you stopped with the constant jokes," Sienna laughed, poking Theo in the ribs. "Anyway, our friendship got better. And when you asked, I thought about it. I always liked dad bods, so you're my type physically. My ex was the outgoing type, and I usually went for guys like that.

"I thought about my male friends, confident and outgoing. Yet, they never had anything interesting to say. I don't know. I saw what Conner and Leslie have, and I thought about how long you and I have been friends. You're reliable. You're sweet. You're caring. The only question was if there was chemistry."

"Is there?" he whispered, his lips so close to hers that he could feel her breath tickling his skin.

"You tell me," she whispered back, closing that last distance.

The kiss started out soft and tender, but quickly grew in intensity as Sienna escalated things. Theo's heart started racing when Sienna threw her leg over his waist so she could sit in his lap, her hands cupping his face as she shoved her tongue in his mouth. Sienna's dress slid up her thighs as she ground her pantie-clad crotch down against his bulge.

Theo wasn't a virgin; he had sex, he had gotten blowjobs, he had made out with a few girls. He had thought there was nothing better than being naked with a girl, feeling her smooth curves, her warm mouth, her tight pussy. He was wrong. What was happening then was a thousand times better.

Those other women had been hook-ups, girls he barely knew and would never see again. He was with Sienna. Sienna! He could feel her warm body on his, hear her soft moans, and feel a truly intimate connection. It was the most amazing experience of his life.

Sienna had only been with one guy before, but she had loved him. In fact, she had thought she was going to marry him at one point. So, while the feeling of real intimacy wasn't new to her, she definitely loved the racing of her heart and the fire in her loins. A yearning for someone that went beyond the physical.

"Sienna," Theo gasped against her lips, his hands clawing at her back.

The redhead moaned in response, the sound of her name pushing her lust to whole new levels. She held his face in her hands as they kissed, the entire outside world forgotten. Sienna pressed her breasts against his chest as she continued grinding in his lap, desperate to get herself off.

"You can touch me if you want," Sienna whispered in a throaty voice before playfully nibbling on his lower lip. "Just stay above the waist, please."

"Okay," he replied against her lips.

Their soft moans were barely audible over the sounds of the long-forgotten television. Theo's hands ran along her sides, building up the courage to finally reach higher. Sienna gasped and pressed her crotch against his bulge when she felt his hand finally close around her breast from outside her dress.

As her orgasm approached, Sienna leaned back to adjust the angle and better stimulate her clit. Theo held both her breasts in his hands as he admired her body. Sienna was short and stacked, an adorable redhead with the face of an angel. A face that was contorted in pleasure as she placed her hands on Theo's, her eyes closing as she tensed. Theo couldn't look away as he watched Sienna's orgasm face. It was beautiful. It was a sight he would always remember.

"Mm, that felt nice," Sienna hummed happily, a satisfied smile on her face.

"You're so beautiful," Theo responded, his eyes wide as he admired her.

"You're just saying that because you've got your hands on my boobies," she teased, giving him a cute wink.

"Well, I'd be lying if I said it wasn't a perk," he laughed.

"I figured," Sienna leaned in and playfully nipped his nose. "I hope you don't mind me still hanging out in your lap? I'm not too heavy for ya?"

"Please, you weigh less than a hundred pounds," Theo grinned as he lightly caressed her large breasts through the fabric of her dress. "And half your weight is in my hands."

"My boobs are not half my weight!" she playfully swatted him on the shoulder.

"Hm, I think they are," he frowned thoughtfully as he tested their weight in his hands. For scientific reasons, of course.

"They are not!" Sienna exclaimed, surprising him by twisting her body so she could reach behind her and grab for her phone.

"What are you doing?" Theo wondered.

"Looking up how much tits weigh, what else?" she answered, still sitting in his lap as she opened her web browser.

"Uh, right now?" he mumbled, glancing down to where her sundress was bunched up between them. His throbbing bulge was still pressed against her crotch and he could even see the edge of Sienna's panties. "Uh, as someone who is autistic, I should tell you that dropping everything to fixate on something so small is a pretty popular trait."

"Found it!" Sienna announced, ignoring Theo's previous words as she looked up at him with a victorious smile. "D-cup breasts way between one-point-five and two pounds per boob. So, even if I'm at the high end, that's only four pounds. I usually weigh between eighty-seven and eighty-nine pounds. You're not even close!"

"They're still nearly five percent of your body weight, that's quite a bit," Theo reasoned.

"It kind of is," she frowned, looking down at her phone. "Hm, Camilla's a C-cup and hers weigh around one-point-one pounds, or three bananas per breast."

"Three bananas?" he burst out laughing. "We really will use any scale to avoid the metric system, won't we?"

"Yes! Yes, we will," she giggled. "Leslie's a B-cup right now, but that'll probably change soon. Pregnancy makes the girls grow. Right now, hers weigh point-six pounds."

"What about Jane?" Theo questioned, content to talk about this for as long as Sienna stayed in his lap and let him squeeze her boobs.

"Oh, jeez, those giant things," Sienna snorted, scrolling on her phone. "Minimum she's a double-D, but I know she's had to get triple-D bras on occasion."

"I thought E was after DD?" he wondered.

"Depends on the brand," she grunted. "So, Jane's knockers are over two pounds each. To avoid the metric system, this guide says she basically has two pineapples on her chest."

"Megan Bauer is about the same, then?" Theo followed up.

"Probably," Sienna shrugged, placing her phone back on the coffee table and resting her hands on Theo's shoulders. "You're the one who watched her leaked sex tape, perv."

"I, ah, I made sure not to watch it again after I found out it bothered you," he stammered, his smile fading as he feared he upset her.

"Good," she nodded. "It's invasive. That tape was leaked and she's our boss. You don't need to see her boobies."

"Yours are better anyway," Theo grinned in relief, his hands still on the two mounds of heaven. "Although, I might need another look to make sure. Weight, texture, taste, sight. You know, just so the image is fresh in my mind."

"Keep dreaming, buddy," Sienna laughed, tightly gripping his shoulders as she leaned forward and rubbed his nose with hers. "No need to rush to the destination; let's enjoy the journey. I like a slow seduction."

"Does this mean I get to see you again?" he asked, pecking her lips.

"You're not done seeing me now," she smirked, lightly kissing him. "But, we need to make sure everything is fair between us."

"Uh, what do you mean?" Theo wondered.

"You got to see my boobs," Sienna explained between pecks. "I haven't gotten to seen you."

"D-do you want to?" he stammered.

"Mhm," she nodded, kissing him passionately. "Can I?"

"You can do anything you want," Theo stated with complete sincerity, making her giggle.

"So, pegging?" Sienna suggested, her green eyes sparkling mischievously.

"What?! No, no! HELL no!" he gasped out as she laughed.

"I'll take that as a definite 'maybe,'" she smirked, getting out of his lap to sit next him on the couch. "I'm more interested in something else right now anyway."

"What would that be?" Theo swallowed nervously as she fixed her dress.

"Well, I definitely noticed Mister Happy when I was grinding in your lap," Sienna purred, reaching out to lightly caress his bulge. "He made me happy, so maybe I could make him happy?"

"I think he and I will both like that," he admitted, unable to believe this was actually happening.

Sienna smiled in response before looking down at his crotch as her hands reached for his belt. Theo eagerly lifted his ass so she could tug his pants and underwear down to his ankles, freeing his throbbing erection. Her tongue snaked out of her mouth to lick her lower lip as she admired Theo's manhood.

"Someone's excited," she whispered, practically salivating as she reached out and wrapped her fingers around the shaft.

"It likes you," Theo commented as she started giving him a handjob.

"I like it," Sienna smiled before letting a dollop of spit fall from her mouth and land on his dick. It was the perfect lubrication so she could stroke him.

She was touching him. Holy shit. Adorable, little Sienna was jacking him off. Her hand felt so good and he thought just her touch was better than any pussy he had ever gotten. Theo admired her face as she watched his throbbing dick with wide eyes. A small moan escaped her lips.

"That feels really good," he groaned, his shaft throbbing in her small hand.

"It looks so big," she cooed, knowing he'd love to hear that. "Mm, it would look even bigger if you got rid of some of this," she ran her fingers through his thick pubic hair. "I could see your big dick, oh, it gets me so wet!"

Clever way of telling him he needed to do some manscaping.

"Y-you want me to shave?" he frowned, struggling to think.

"If you do, I'll be so entranced by the sight of your gorgeous cock, I just won't be able to control myself," Sienna moaned, brushing her thumb over his tip. "I'll have to open my mouth and suck on it."

"Oh!" Theo gasped.

"Do you like that?" she wondered, watching his face. "Do you like the idea of violating my innocent, little mouth? Maybe you want to be real dirty and fuck my face?"

"Yes!" he hissed.

"Mm, of course you do, you're so dirty," Sienna husked as her left hand cupped his balls. "You love the idea of petite girl choking on your big dick, don't you?"

"Y-yeah," Theo swallowed weakly, his leg shaking.

"I'd be gagging on this monster, my eyes watering while it's logged down my throat," she continued, her fingernails scratching his balls. "You'll shoot your hot cum and I won't even get to taste it, it'll just go straight to my tummy."

"Sienna!" he warned, his release imminent.

"Cum for me," Sienna urged, stroking him quickly. "I want to be your dirty girl and make you cum. Imagine me looking up at you, my mouth full of dick as you squirt down my throat. It tastes so good, I wanna swallow it. Cum. Cum for me."

Theo tossed his head back as he bucked his hips, the first jet of semen shooting into the air and splattering all over Sienna's hand. He gripped the couch cushion as sticky cum coated her fingers while she continued stroking him. The redhead kept moaning and jacking him off until the last few drops leaked out.

"Wow," Theo gasped, turning his head to look at her.

"That word again," she giggled, glancing down at his messy crotch. "You got my hand all sticky."

"Sorry about that," he let out a breath, his head still resting against the couch.

"I'm gonna go clean up," Sienna said, releasing his softening prick with a small blush. "Ah, I can use the kitchen if you wanna go to the bathroom and wash off the evidence."

"Y-yeah," he nodded weakly. "Yeah, I'll do that."

After cleaning up, the two of them returned to the couch and resumed their zombie apocalypse show. They gave each other quick kisses throughout the show, enjoying each other's company. Both of them were thinking of the future, wondering where this would go.

~Friday June 27, 2025~

"I finally took your advice," Megan announced, waltzing into Steven's office.

"You're doubling my salary? Smart girl," he smirked in response.

Megan was as stunning as ever in her usual business attire. The day's braid was a crown half with curls. Her raven locks were braided around the back of her head like a crown. The rest of her hair was slightly curled, tumbling down her back in a midnight wave. What was unusual was that Megan had an anxious expression on her face, contrasting her usual public persona of detached and ruthless confidence.

"You just got a raise!" she giggled.

"So?" Steven shrugged.

"No," Megan stated flatly, hopping up onto his desk and looking over at him with those blue-gray eyes while holding her phone in her lap. "I reached out to Steven Thomson this morning."

"Oh, yeah?" Steven responded, looking over at Megan. "And how did that go?"

"Very well, I think," she confirmed. "I added him on social media and we talked for a bit. He was up early since it turns out his daughter is graduating from high school today."

"Interesting timing," he nodded.

"Yeah, I can't believe it," Megan continued, looking down at her phone. "I haven't seen him since I was eighteen and his daughter was finishing up fifth grade."

"And he doesn't even know he has a son," Steven added delicately.

"I'm not gonna tell him today!" she insisted. "It's his baby girl's high school graduation, he has enough on his mind. Let him enjoy the day. Besides, we just reconnected."

"I know, I'm sorry," he sighed. "I just would want to know if it was me. He already missed years of Carter's life."

"Like I don't feel shitty enough," Megan huffed, letting out a long breath. "I'm just not ready. Can we drop it?"

"Sure, sorry," Steven nodded. "I still remember my high school graduation. It doesn't seem like over ten years ago."

"I know, I feel like I graduated yesterday," she laughed. "Now, I have a six year old."

"How's Carter doing?" he asked. "Got a wife and kids of his own?"

"Thankfully, I don't have to worry about that any time soon!" Megan smirked, looking over at him. Her face fell slightly. "He's a little sad."

"Why's that?" Steven wondered.

"Kevin passed away," she explained.

"A friend of his? Relative? I'm so sorry," he reached out to place a hand on her knee.

"You can stop feeling me up, Kevin's a goldfish," Megan giggled.

"Oh," Steven rolled his eyes, withdrawing his hand. "No need to scare me like that!"

"You're the one who jumped to conclusions," she stuck out her tongue.

"Anyway," he began with another eye roll, "sorry Carter's upset."

"Yeah, I figured he was old enough to talk about it," Megan sighed. "I just couldn't bring myself to tell him his fish went on vacation to the spa for new fins, like I did with Rex."

"Carter named his goldfish 'Rex?'" Steven asked with a grin.

"Yes, he did," she confirmed with a small smile. "I love that little boy."

"I can tell," he nodded. "Your face lights up when you talk about him."

"He's the light of my life," Megan explained. "He does the cutest things. I remember when he was three; Nell came over and we watched a movie about lions. After the movie, Carter had the three of us crawling around on the floor roaring like lions. We had pants on our heads to use as manes."

"That's great!" Steven laughed. "Although, you and Nell probably could have just used your hair for manes. Wrapped it around your faces or something."

"That would have been smart," she agreed, holding her phone.

"Do you wish you and Carter were going to the graduation?" he asked carefully.

"I don't know," Megan pouted. "I'm not gonna think about that right now. I'm just gonna focus on getting to know him again long distance. Maybe we'll be friends. He said he's in a relationship and I'm certainly not gonna mess with that."

"That sounds smart," Steven nodded while she browsed her phone, relief flooding him from learning Steven Thomson wasn't single.

"He must be anxious about his daughter going to college. She's gonna have every guy on campus coming after her," she commented, staring at her phone. "Seriously, Kayla's fucking gorgeous. Look at this girl!"

Taking Megan's phone, Steven looked at Kayla Thomson's profile. Megan was not wrong. Raven hair, green eyes, light skin. It was her face, though, that took his breath away. Kayla's face was truly angelic and she was the kind of beautiful that could stop traffic and make men drool. The kind of beautiful that was unfair to the rest of the human race. High cheekbones, a delicate nose, perfectly symmetrical features. Kayla still had a bit of a baby face, but it was obvious she would only get more attractive in the coming years. She was perfect.

"She's pretty," Steven shrugged nonchalantly, handing Megan her phone back.

"That was pathetic," Megan snorted.

"Are you gonna meet up with him?" he asked, ignoring the last comment.

Steven was conflicted. He knew he could never date Megan, but he couldn't help but feel a little jealous of the other Steven. Megan was incredible. Glancing over at her, his eyes trailed down to admire her endless legs. His cock twitched in his pants as he remembered the feel of her strong vaginal muscles contracting around him. Would Megan move to the west coast to be with Steven Thomson? Even if they didn't get together, she might want to move there so Carter could see his father.

"Not anytime soon," Megan answered. "I have work to do here and he's busy acquiring some company called YouInvest."

"YouInvest?" Steven repeated incredulously. "Stupid name for a company."

"It is!" Megan laughed. "Anyway, maybe we'll meet up if I end up in the area. It would just be as friends. He mentioned his girlfriend lives with him, so it's definitely serious."

"Oh. Well, I hope you can get out there sooner or later," Steven said.

"He got even better looking with age, but I'm glad he's dating someone," she admitted. "I don't want to be tempted. He's the father of my son and I know I have to tell him someday. But, the most we can be is friends."

"Probably for the best," he swallowed weakly.

"Why, Steven, are you jealous of little old me?" Megan asked, batting her eyelashes at him, her hands gripping his desk.

"No!" Steven exclaimed way too quickly.

"Mm, you really shouldn't be lying to me," she purred, hopping to her feet. "I'm a powerful woman who takes what she wants."

Steven watched as Megan reached behind him and grabbed the back of his chair. She wheeled it backwards so she could stand in front of him. Glancing toward the door to make sure they were alone, Megan leaned forward and placed her hands on the arm rests so she could look directly into his eyes.

"Hi," Steven whispered, their faces inches apart.

"Hey, sexy man," Megan husked, moving closer. Instead of kissing him, she turned her head so she could place her face next to his and whisper in his ear. "A little secret? I wear out BOB most nights thinking about our little tryst."

"Is that so?" he asked when Megan pulled back to look into his eyes again. Her lips were slightly parted and inches from his. Their noses were almost touching.

"Mmhmm," she nodded, her icy eyes sparkling. "Sometimes I push my fingers deep inside, wishing there was something much longer inside me."

"It sounds like you've been very distracted lately," Steven commented, his confidence building. "I may have to fuck you again if you're not able to focus on your work."

"Mm, you just might have to," Megan nodded. Her smoky expression turned playful as she darted forward and pecked his lips. "Maybe bend me over the desk and fuck me until I can't remember my own name. Then push me to my knees and shove your big dick down my throat until I gag. I'm a dirty girl, I'd love to feel you pumping your hot cum in my mouth again."

"Megan!" he hissed, unable to look away from those eyes.

"But, not today!" Megan declared, pecking his lips.

Steven laughed as he watched Megan stand up and sashay around his desk. He couldn't help but admire her firm backside as she walked. The skirt looked amazing on her. She turned to face him, a small smile on her face. He realized she was teasing him. Two could play at that game.

"So, you're not interested in what's in my pants?" he asked with a raised brow. "Shame. You seem like you could use a good orgasm. I bet I could make you scream."

"Oh, trying to tease me back, are we?" she laughed, as insightful as ever. "I'm afraid that's not gonna work."

"You're the one who said you wanted something nice and long inside you," Steven pointed out. "Something warm and throbbing to stretch you out."

"Maybe..." Megan trailed off, her breasts rising and falling as she breathed heavily.

"I never did get to see those amazing boobs of yours," he reminded her. "Maybe I could put you on your knees and fuck your tits before hosing down your face. You seem to like cum."

"I-I love cum," she swallowed, her eyes heavy with lust. Then she shook her head to break the trance. "But, ah, anyone could come by. And I'm still not sure you and I are going to hook up again."

"Yeah, I feel the same way," Steven sighed, reason piercing the veil of lust. "I'm not sure it's a good idea."

They had flirted lightly since their hookup, eventually leading to Megan giving him head. This was the first time since the blowjob that things had heated up so much. Steven found himself needing to resist the urge to rush over to Megan and kiss her. Megan was fantasizing about locking his office door and bending over his desk. They both took a few moments to calm down, watching each other with interest.

"How are you doing?" Megan asked, looking at him with sudden concern as she changed the subject. "Sorry for the rapid subject change, but Jane and Logan seem pretty friendly these days."

"They are," he confirmed with a nod. "We talked about it. Nothing happened during their last date other than a hug goodnight, but she agreed to see him again."

"I'm sorry," she winced.

"They're keeping things casual," Steven shrugged, trying to seem like he didn't care at all. "Jane keeps saying I should go on a date. I didn't tell her about what happened with us."

"Maybe you should," Megan offered.

"Do you want people to know?" he asked.

"I'm not ashamed of you or anything," she assured him. "But, I meant you should go on a date. I do run this place and shouldn't be getting my world rocked by the staff."

"All I heard is I rocked your world," Steven smirked. "But, yeah, I get it. Best to keep it private."

"I haven't told Nell yet," Megan sighed. "Keeping secrets sucks. The other Steven and now I like you, too. We're both still hung up on the past and I don't want that to ruin the future."

"My heart is kind of a mess right now," he admitted. "So, I understand. And I'm not up for a date with anyone."

"It's a date not a marriage," Megan reasoned.

"I know, but I'm just not feeling it," Steven answered.

"I'm sorry," she said, completely sincere. "Uh, I had something else to bring up that might be more fun?"

"What's that?" he wondered.

"Are you busy the Saturday after Independence Day?" Megan asked. "Not the fifth, the week after."

"July twelfth?" Steven mused. "No, I should be free."

"Nell and I are planning on bringing Carter to the Bronx Zoo. Do you wanna come?" she offered.

"Yeah, I'd love to," he nodded.

"Great!" Megan grinned. "You ever been?"

"To the Bronx Zoo? Yeah," Steven answered. "Julianne loved it. I haven't been back since she died."

"I'm doing a shit job of lightening the mood," Megan observed. "I'll try one last time; Nell asked about you a few times. She thinks you're really cute."

"She's right," he smirked.

"Arrogance? Nah, that's no good from you. I like the sweet guy," she smiled. "And so does Nell. I talked about you and she was jealous."

"Jealous? You said you didn't tell her about what happened?" Steven asked.

"I didn't tell her we had sex or that I sucked you off," Megan shook her head. "Nell doesn't have any guy friends. She's jealous that we can just hang out without you just wanting to get in me."

"I'm happy to be friends with her, too," he confirmed.

"Steven..." Megan trailed off, taking a deep breath to gather her thoughts. "I know you're in a tough place right now. Just, please just stay the same kind, generous man you've always been, okay? Guys like you aren't easy to find. Though they all seem to be named 'Steven' for some reason."

"Thanks, Megan," Steven smiled. Megan smiled back before leaving his office.

~Sunday June 29, 2025~

"So, are you and Sienna counting this as a date?" Noah asked as he adjusted his shirt collar in the shared living room.

"Uh, I don't think so, why?" Theo asked, similarly dressed in a button-down and jeans.

"This would be the third date," Noah pointed out. "Everyone knows three dates means sex. Unless you two already sealed the deal?"

They hadn't. Sienna and Theo had gone on two dates, in addition to hanging out with The Gang of Eight a few times. The two of them behaved as just friends while with the others, despite their teasing. Theo kept remembering the way her body felt on his, the way she jacked him off, and her dirty talk. Sex hadn't come up again, but they were planning a third date soon.

"That's none of your business," Theo replied with a smirk.

"Nothing yet, got it," Noah gave his roommate a sympathetic expression.

"That's not what I said," Theo rolled his eyes. "I wouldn't tell you if something did happen."

"Hey, I tell you about all my conquests!" Noah reasoned.

"Sure, but those are just random hookups. This is Sienna," Theo explained. "She's different. She's not a conquest."

"Someone's growing up," Noah observed. "You're hoping for a real relationship, aren't you?"

"It would be nice to actually have a girlfriend," Theo nodded. "And Sienna's amazing."

"You'd best treat her right," Noah smirked. "Or you'll have to answer to me."

"I'd have to answer to Camilla," Theo laughed. "She'd let you have what's left of me. You know she's way scarier than you."

"Fair point," Noah agreed with a wince as he imagined the horror of facing the Latina woman's wrath.

The Gang of Eight all met outside the steak house, exchanging hugs and handshakes. The girls made a big show of touching Leslie's baby bump, squealing about how she's glowing. Everyone teased Theo and Sienna when they exchanged a quick peck on the lips. Theo blushed and Sienna flipped everyone off while blushing herself.

Both the guys and the girls were all dressed casually. Jeans, jean shorts, t-shirts, casual skirts. Leslie had to wear maternity clothes, her rounded stomach even more pronounced on her slender frame. Leslie's boobs were also noticeably larger, though still smaller than the bosoms of the other three girls. She had chosen a light blue maternity dress with dark blue polka dots. The dress had ruffle straps and a square neckline.

Leslie was just over nineteen weeks pregnant and was finally getting past the morning sickness phase. She only had to deal with carrying the extra weight, tiring easily, having to pee every twenty minutes, back aches, and sore boobs. Fortunately, Conner was a very supportive husband, even going out at 2:00AM when Leslie wanted nachos.

Once inside the restaurant, Conner gave the cake to the waitress, letting her know it was for a gender reveal. The waitress gushed over how beautiful a mother-to-be Leslie was while showing the group to one of the large tables saved for big parties. Everyone sat down and started talking excitedly.

"I love that even you guys don't know what you're having!" Jane gushed.

"No clue!" Leslie declared. "My doctor put the baby's sex in an envelope and I gave it to the bakery. We won't know until we cut into the cake."

"That's how gender reveal parties always work," Conner added.

"It should really be called a sex reveal party," Camilla mused.

"Why?" Noah frowned.

"Sex reveal just doesn't sound right," Steven made a face.

"Oh, I know this one!" Theo exclaimed. "Gender is a social construct, sex is referring to the baby's actual sex organs."

"Theo's right," Camilla replied, a confused frown on her face. "Theo was right..."

"This is unprecedented," Leslie teased.

"Is fire gonna rain down from the sky now or something?" Noah looked out the window nervously.

"Leave him alone, he's very smart," Sienna admonished, reaching over to caress the back of Theo's head.

"I can't believe you two are together," Jane said.

"I know, they can both do better," Noah exclaimed.

"Stop. They make a great couple," Steven observed.

"We're not together, we've just gone on a couple of dates," Theo sighed.

"For now," Sienna nodded. "We'll see where things go."

"Bedroom? Back seat of a car? Blowjob in a stairwell?" Noah suggested.

"When did Theo and Noah switch roles?" Steven wondered.

"Theo is dating an amazing woman," Conner spoke up. "It changes a man for the better."

"Smart boy," Leslie giggled, leaning over to kiss her husband's cheek.

The waitress took their drink orders and no one ordered any alcohol since Leslie couldn't drink. She appreciated the show of support. They went through a lot of soda and quite a few laughs as they ate a few appetizers while waiting for their entrees to arrive.

"Who gets chicken at a steak house?" Noah asked with a frown.

"I'm pregnant!" Leslie argued.

"Pregnant women can eat steak," Jane said.

"As long as it's well-cooked and low on fat," Conner explained. "Sometimes it's better to not risk it."

"How do you know that?" Camilla questioned, a surprised look on her face.

"I have a pregnant wife," Conner answered, looking slightly guilty. "There's only so long you can pretend to read a pregnancy book before actually taking some things in."

"You were only pretending to read?" Leslie glared at her husband.

"Of course not, I would never do that," Conner shamelessly responded.

"Forget about Leslie, what's Steven's excuse?" Theo wondered.

"Also pregnant," Steven deadpanned, causing Noah to spray soda down his chin.

"Is it Megan's?" Leslie wondered.

"Jane's?" Noah added.

"Shut up," Jane mumbled.

"Yeah, Jane never knows when to pull out," Steven retorted, resulting in Noah repeating his spit take.

"You fucker," Noah said, grabbing napkins.

"Learn when to swallow," Steven laughed.

"That's what she said!" Jane, Leslie, Sienna, and Camilla exclaimed simultaneously.

"I'd like to point out that I'm being a gentleman," Theo interjected.

"Whatever, just order steak at a steakhouse," Noah muttered.

"Their Parmesan crusted chicken is delicious," Steven explained to change the subject as he popped his food-laden fork into his mouth.

"It is good," Jane admitted. "I've had it."

"You don't have to get steak at a steakhouse," Sienna added, biting into a shrimp.

"You got steak and shrimp!" Noah laughed.

"Yeah, but I didn't have to," Sienna responded.

The Gang of Eight teased each other as only the best of friends could. No awkwardness, no worrying about the future, just a celebration of the upcoming birth. Noah made the dirty comments, sometimes assisted by Camilla. Jane and Steven were completely at ease with each other, while Sienna and Theo seemed more like buddies than two people who only just started dating.

They finished dinner and the waitress cleared away the plates before returning with the cake and eight small plates. The cake was a two-layered chocolate cake with vanilla frosting. The frosting between the two layers was either pink or blue, depending on the sex of the baby. Leslie called her mother and put her on speaker phone. Then Conner and Leslie stood up and both held the cake server while Camilla recorded with her phone. They cut the cake and slid the cake server underneath the slice.

"Pink or blue, pink or blue?!" Sienna gasped, bouncing in her seat.

"Team Girl!" Jane cheered.

"C'mon, stop teasing us!" Camilla urged while Steven, Theo, and Noah all chuckled.

"What is it, what is it? Pink or blue?" Leslie's mom's voice comes from her phone.

"It's, it's, it's...!" Sienna screeched as Leslie and Conner finally lifted the slice, revealing the frosting between the two layers of chocolate cake.

Blue frosting.

Sienna, Jane, and Camilla all leapt to their feet screaming while tears formed in Leslie's eyes. All eyes in the restaurant were on the girls as three of them rushed Leslie and threw their arms around her. They were squealing and jumping up and down, all four of them crying.

"We can't see, what is it?!" Leslie's dad's voice calls out from the phone on the table.

"It's a boy!" Steven yelled as he, Theo and Noah got up and rushed over to Conner.

"I'm having a son," Conner's knees gave out, forcing Steven and Theo to catch him before he hit the floor. "Holy fuck, I'm having a son."

"Way to get it done, Conner!" Leslie's dad laughed over the girl's screaming.

"God, we're going to have a baby," Conner gasped while Leslie's mom admonished her husband.

"Well, yeah, that's what the belly and puking is all about," Steven pointed out.

"Don't forget the constant peeing and sore boobs!" Leslie laughed and cried.

Conner and Leslie hugged each other tightly, both of them crying. Leslie eventually calmed down enough to notice that the other restaurant patrons had started clapping. The emotional woman broke down in another round of tears, sobbing uncontrollably as her hormones amplified her reaction.

"The cake looks good," Theo commented, making everyone laugh.

The Gang of Eight returned to their seats so that everyone at the restaurant could get back to their meals. Leslie talked to her mom, tears running down her cheeks. Conner also called his parents and told them the news. Only then did they finish cutting up and passing out the cake.

Leslie had ultrasound pictures and handed them out to everyone while they ate dessert. Unsurprisingly, Theo and Noah kept turning their pictures over while attempting to confirm the baby really was a boy. Camilla, Sienna, and Jane all rolled their eyes.

"Is that it?" Noah asked, pointing to a spot on the picture.

"I don't know, seems a little small," Theo frowned.

"Probably still bigger than yours," Jane interjected.

"That true, Sienna?" Camilla asked the redhead.

"If it was, his tongue more than makes up for it," Sienna taunted.

"Oh, has he had his face down there?" Leslie wondered.

"That is none of your business," Sienna stated primly.

"They're both lying, Theo," Conner spoke up. "Women talk about everything. Don't forget that."

"E-everything?" Theo swallowed nervously.

"Yup," Steven, Noah, and Conner confirmed while the ladies giggled.

"They're taking things slow, it's sweet," Jane smiled.

"I don't get it," Noah frowned.

"Of course, you don't," Sienna rolled her eyes.

"I agree with Noah," Camilla interjected. "A girl has needs. You must be wearing out your vibrating buddies."

"Wait," Steven suddenly interjected to change the subject. "If you had these pictures how did you not already know the sex of the baby?"

"Can you tell, Steven?" Noah asked flatly.

"Well, I think that this..." Steven began, holding up the picture and pointing to a spot.

"Arm," Conner and Leslie stated at the same time.

"Uh, no, then. Not at all," Steven admitted.

"Well, there ya go," Leslie laughed.

With dessert finished, the group started getting ready to leave. Several strangers approached Leslie and Conner to congratulate them and wish them the best. After hugs and handshakes, The Gang of Eight made their way to the subway and started splitting off.

"How are you doing, dad?" Leslie asked Conner as they sat in the subway car holding hands.

"Fine. How about you, mom?" Conner replied, squeezing her hand affectionately.

"Excited. Nervous. Happy. Overwhelmed," Leslie admitted. "You scared?"

"Not at all," he stated confidently.

"Well, that was a lie," Leslie giggled.

"Yes. Yes, it was," Conner confirmed, nodding slightly.

"We'll be fine," Leslie insisted.

"I know we will be," he agreed.

"There's something else I'm feeling as well," she told him, snuggling up next to him.

"Oh yeah, what's that?" Conner asked, loving the feel of his wife's small body beside him.

"Well," Leslie began, leaning up to whisper in his ear so no one around heard, "I'm feeling horny."

"Again?" Conner questioned, a smirk on his face.

"Mm, yes," Leslie purred, nodding slightly. "Hormones, what can I say? I wanna be your dirty girl tonight."

"Can't this train go any faster?" he grumbled.

The sexual tension between the couple continued to grow as the impatiently waited for their stop. Leslie was pressed up against Conner, leaning up to whisper dirty suggestions in his ear. He adjusted himself in the seat, his jeans feeling tight as his excitement grew.

"I want your cock," Leslie husked in his ear, her breath hot against his skin. "I need to feel you throbbing inside me, down my throat, in my tight pussy, maybe even up my ass."

"Shit, babe," Conner gasped, his breathing heavy.

"Would you like that?" she asked, her hand on his thigh. "Would you like to shove your big dick in your wife's cute, little bum?"

"I would, yes," he nodded, his lust threatening to overwhelm him.

"Mm, dirty boy," Leslie moaned in his ear while her fingers caressed his thigh. "You want to take advantage of your pregnant wife. I bet you even wanna cum all over me, don't you?"

"On you, in you, everywhere," Conner growled.

Leslie and Conner both knew that pregnancy caused a lot of hormonal changes. Still, neither of them were expecting just how horny Leslie would be all the time. They normally had a very healthy sex life, but encounters had become much more frequent. She just couldn't get enough. She'd send him dirty texts throughout the day, sometimes even nudes taken at home or in the office bathroom. Even on work nights Leslie would wake Conner in the middle of the night because she just had to have him.

Conner obviously didn't have the same hormonal changes, but he was definitely more attracted to Leslie than ever. He loved her small baby bump. The curves made her look especially feminine and reminded him of how much he loved her. Leslie teased him occasionally, suggesting he had a pregnancy fetish. He denied it, but either way they both agreed that their sex life had never been better.

"You're making me wet, Conner," she husked before playfully nibbling on his earlobe.

"I'm so hard," he responded urgently.

The married couple practically ran off the train once it finally reached their stop. Conner had to slow down so that Leslie could keep up; he had much longer legs and also wasn't pregnant. Leslie buzzed them into their building and they were quickly rushing to their place.

"I need you!" Leslie announced as soon as the front door closed. "I need you in me!"

Standing a foot taller than his wife, Conner had to lean down to kiss Leslie. He buried a hand in her blonde hair while she held his face and pushed her tongue into his mouth. Leslie was moaning into their kiss, pressing her body against him. His other hand reached around Leslie's body to grab her tight ass.

"Bedroom," Conner managed to say between kisses.

"No time," she moaned, her hands dropping to his crotch so she could unbutton his jeans. "I need it now!"

Leslie's baby bump wasn't very big yet, but she was already had difficulty getting off the couch and was much clumsier than usual. Her next move may not have been smart, but Leslie was too consumed by lust to care. She needed Conner and even a ten second delay was too long.

Laying down on the living room carpet, Leslie pulled Conner on top of her, her lips never leaving his. Working together, they managed to push his jeans and underwear down to his thighs. Leslie spread her legs wide, yanking her dress up to her waist. Reaching between them, Conner pushed her panties to the side so he could bury himself inside Leslie's tightness.

"Fuck, babe!" Conner hissed when he felt his wife's familiar warmth. "You're so wet!"

"All for you, baby, it's all for you!" Leslie moaned, gripping his biceps. "Fuck me! I love your cock!"

It was quick and dirty sex. They were both completely lost in the moment, unable to focus on technique. Conner just kept grunting as he rutted into Leslie. Her legs were pulled back, her stylish sandals in the air. Fortunately for Conner, Leslie was so turned on that she tensed up and came within the first thirty seconds.

"I can feel you cumming, Leslie," Conner whispered, looking down at her face as he continued pumping away at her pussy. "I can feel you. Cum for me. Cum."

"Ah! Oh God, oh fuck, ah!" Leslie gasped and groaned, her back arching as her toes curled. "Keep going! Please, keep going!"

Leslie always loved a good orgasm, but they were better than ever once she hit the second trimester. Doing some research, she discovered that increased blood flow engorged her vaginal area, making everything more sensitive. She came easier, harder, and longer.

Planting his hands firmly on the floor, Conner thrust hard and fast. He could feel the strap of Leslie's panties as his cock pushed by them to bury into her sopping hole. Her fingers dug into his arms as the rapid motions triggered a second orgasm. Both of them grunted as Leslie's pussy muscles rippled around Conner's erection.

"FUCK!" Conner groaned, roughly slamming himself into Leslie as he started shooting.

"Cum in me!" Leslie begged, pushing her hips up to take him all the way inside while his seed spurted into her vaginal cavity. "Fill me, fill me, fill me!"

Conner's arms gave out and he collapsed on top of Leslie, breathing heavily. She giggled cutely, rubbing his back affectionately. He moaned softly when she squeezed her inner muscles, gripping his softening member in her feminine embrace. It felt like she never wanted him to leave, which was pretty much true.

"Sorry I came fast," Conner finally said, pulling out of her and sitting up. "I was just so turned on and you felt amazing."

"It's okay, the night is just beginning," Leslie giggled, looking up at him with her blue eyes. "You got me off and we're definitely fucking at least two more times."

"Challenge accepted," he smirked.

"Fuck, I have to pee again," she sighed, ruining the moment. She then raised both her hands and gestured to him. "Help me up."

"Sure," Conner nodded, standing and buttoning his pants before taking her hands.

"I need to clean up anyway," Leslie commented as Conner helped her to her feet. "My pussy is ruined; soaking wet and full of cum."

"I'm okay with that," he laughed, kissing his wife's forehead.

"Mm, how about you light some candles and put on some music in the bedroom?" Leslie suggested. "I'll meet you there after I freshen up?"

"Sure, babe," Conner replied, pecking her lips.

Leslie caressed her baby bump as she walked off to the bathroom while Conner rushed to their bedroom. The candles were still set up from the night before, so Conner just had to light them. He then grabbed the remote and opened a music app to browse their sex playlists. They had various options depending on whether they wanted to make slow gentle love or fuck like animals.

Conner chose a playlist with a nice mix of songs before turning off the light. He knew he only had another couple minutes, so he quickly removed all his clothes and got under the covers. Candlelight filled the room and he could see the hall light was still on.

"Are you naked under there?" Leslie asked when she walked into the room.

"Yes," Conner nodded. "Come join me?"

"I guess I can do that," she shrugged, shutting the bedroom door as she perked up. "Oh, I love this song!"

"Can I get a little show?" he questioned with a smirk.

"I'm pregnant and clumsy, I can't dance right now!" Leslie giggled, brushing her hair back behind her ears. "And it's dark!"

"I can see you, it's not that dark," he argued. "At least let me watch."

"If it'll help you get hard again so you can fuck me, I guess it's fine," she smirked while kicking off her sandals.

Despite saying she couldn't dance, Leslie did sway to the music while seductively running her hands down her sides. Her smirk faded when she tripped over her own feet and almost fell. She flipped Conner off for laughing before slowly removing her blue polka dot dress.

Conner sat up to admire his pregnant wife in her panties and strapless bra. Leslie was so petite that even her small baby bump was very obvious. Smiling happily at the way Conner was admiring her, Leslie blew him a kiss before continuing to undress.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered sincerely.

"Thank you," Leslie blushed as she dropped her bra to the floor. "If my boobs get any bigger I might actually fit into a C-cup."

"I'm okay with that," Conner declared, resting his back against the headboard.

"Just remember they're sensitive," she told him, cupping her breasts. "Be extra gentle when grabbing them."

"Of course," he nodded.

Leslie sang along to the music while turning around so he could see her pantie-clad ass. Bending forward, she reached back and playfully slapped her right ass-cheek. Then she grabbed both beautiful globes and squeezed them while continuing to sing.

"I love your cute butt," Conner commented.

Looking over her shoulder at her husband, Leslie winked at him while hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her panties. She briefly pulled down the back of her underwear, flashing her bare bum before putting the panties back in place. Leslie then shook her ass and finally dropped her underwear to her feet and stepped out of them.

"You like?" Leslie asked, grabbing her butt cheeks in both hands.

"Very much," he gave her a predatory grin. "Get that sexy, little ass over here."

"Mm, yes, sir," she purred, turning and walking toward the bed with the tip of her pointer finger pressing her lower lip down.

"That is so fucking hot," Conner whispered as Leslie tossed the covers off him so they could lay in bed naked, completely exposed to each other.

"Touch me," Leslie husked in his ear, taking his hand and pressing it to her breast.

Leslie bit her lower lip and sighed happily when Conner began lightly massaging her left boob. His fingers rolled her nipple before he slid his hand lower, down her pregnant stomach, and to her clean-shaven pubic mound. He ran his fingers along her slit for a few seconds and returned his hand to her swollen belly.

"I love your stomach," he said, leaning over to kiss her forehead while rubbing her tummy.

"Pregnancy fetish," she giggled teasingly, placing her hand on top of his.

"Shall I apologize for being so incredibly attracted to you?" he offered while caressing her stomach with his thumb.

"I don't know, will you still think I'm sexy when I'm not pregnant anymore?" Leslie wondered. "When I have stretch marks?"

"I'll always be attracted to you," Conner promised, kissing her cheek. "I'll still be grabbing your butt when we're in our eighties and having gross old people sex."

"You better!" she giggled as he continued caressing her belly. "Oh, and I'm doing all I can to prevent stretch marks. I have that cream and I'm hitting the gym right after the little guy pops out."

"You'll always be beautiful to me," he assured her. "And you'll always get me hard."

"And my pussy will always be wet for you, my handsome man," Leslie whispered.

They spent a few minutes cuddling while listening to music. Leslie was laying on her back so that Conner could caress her baby bump. Occasionally they would both lean in for a soft kiss. She ran her fingers through the hair on his chest, her fingernails lightly scratching him.

"Still no kicking?" Conner eventually asked.

"Nah, not yet," Leslie shook her blonde head. "I thought I felt something at the office last week, but it turned out to be a fart."

"Sexy," he snorted, his finger teasing her belly button.

"Oh, you wanted a flawless fantasy woman?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. "Sorry to disappoint you, but real women fart."

"We share a bed and you love Mexican food, I know women fart," Conner rolled his eyes before starting to mutter. "I'm just glad some of these candles are scented."

"Sounds like someone doesn't ever want to get laid again," Leslie glared at him.

"Fine, no dick for you," he shrugged.

"That's fine," she stated primly.

"Are you sure about that?" Conner asked, sliding his hand down her stomach to the juncture between her legs.

"Y-yes," Leslie gasped, her eyelids fluttering as her husband's fingers circled her clit.

"I think you're lying," he stated, his middle finger pushing through her labia as his thumb rubbed her love button.

"I don't need any- oh! Oh God, right there!" she moaned, her back arching as she grabbed his wrist. "Mm, keep rubbing me! Yes!"

Conner admired his wife's pretty face as he teased her little pussy. He ran his fingers along her labia until she was pushing her hips against his hand to try and get him inside her. Leslie sighed happily when he finally slid two fingers into her. Then he fingered her for a couple minutes before pulling from her hole and rapidly rubbing her clit.

"Oh God, Conner! Right there, keep going! I'm gonna cum!" Leslie announced, her body writhing. "Faster, faster, faster!"

Leslie suddenly tensed, her back arching as her mouth opened wide. She let out a series of gasping grunts, her nails digging into Conner's wrist as he continued his ministrations. The orgasm was great and Leslie's entire body was alive with sparks of pleasure. From her fingers all the way down to her toes.

"How was that?" Conner asked, pulling his hand from her crotch.

"Mm, fucking great," Leslie hummed happily before turning to look at him. "Yeah, you were right; I need dick."

With that pronouncement, Leslie slid down the bed. Kneeling next to Conner's waist, she grabbed his half-hard dick in her small hand and stroked him several times. Lowering her head, she took him into her mouth and started sucking.

"Fuck, yes!" he hissed, reaching both hands toward her.

Leslie moaned around his thickening manhood as she started bobbing her head. Conner gathered up her blonde hair, holding it with one hand as his other reached beneath her body to play with her tits. Her mouth felt amazing and Conner was content to lay his head back on the pillow while Leslie blew him.

It was a loving blowjob. Leslie made love to his penis with her mouth. She bathed the shaft with her tongue, her lips forming a tight seal around him. Taking him from her mouth, she stroked him while sucking his nuts. Then she licked up his length and slurped the head back into her mouth so she could suck him while massaging his balls.

"Mm, I love this cock so much!" she cooed, kissing his tip before getting back to work.

"It loves you," he replied, holding her head in both hands.

"I can't wait any longer, you need to be in me," Leslie declared, sitting up.

"Hop on!" Conner offered with a smirk.

Giggling cutely, Leslie threw one leg over Conner's waist so she could straddle him. He admired her beautiful pregnant body as she reached between them and took hold of his erection. Gripping him at the base, she slowly lowered herself onto him, gasping softly at the feel of her tight pussy being stretched.

"Fuck, that's deep," she sighed when she had taken all of him inside.

"You feel amazing," Conner said, cupping her breasts.

Placing her hands on his chest, Leslie began to slowly ride her tall husband's cock. She moaned lightly as she used her legs to bounce. It wasn't easy with the weight of her belly so she switched her bounce into a slow grind. Unfortunately, she wasn't able to keep going for very long.

"Can we switch positions?" Leslie requested while sitting on his dick and brushing her blonde hair back. "This is hurting my legs."

"Sure," he quickly nodded. "Sure, lay down."

Leslie got out of his lap and laid down on her back. Conner grabbed her ankles and placed her legs over his shoulders so he could hover over her with his cock aiming right at her pink entrance. They locked eyes as he reentered her body and resumed their lovemaking.

Despite Conner's insistence that he didn't have a pregnancy fetish, Leslie noticed his eyes were looking down at her belly while he fucked her. In this position, her husband usually watched the expressions on her face or her bouncing boobs. She smirked at him while panting and enjoying the feel of getting fucked. Her legs were still over his shoulders, he was gripping her upper thighs for the leverage to really pound her. Leslie was loving every second.

"I love feeling you in me," Leslie cooed while playing with her own boobs. "You're so hard, so deep. Oh, fuck, yes!"

Conner gripped Leslie's legs behind the knees, spreading her open so he could rapidly pump her pussy. He looked down to watch her pink twat engulf his throbbing cock. Her labia were spread around his shaft and he could feel her pussy gripping him as her vaginal muscles began to spasm.

"Cum for me, cum on my cock!" Conner grunted, his eyes darting up to her face as he held her legs back.

"Ah! Ah! AH!" Leslie gasped, unable to form words as her orgasm consumed her, curling her toes. "UNGH!"

He kept going. Fucking Leslie hard and fast, his balls slapping against her ass with each thrust. Pressing himself against her, he rolled his hips to stimulate her love tunnel. She was moaning passionately, pinching her nipples while looking up at the love of her life. Music played in the background and they were both illuminated by soft candlelight.

"I'm getting close," Conner warned, hovering above her as sweat ran down his face. "Where do you want me to cum?"

"Anywhere, everywhere! Fuck, wherever you want!" Leslie moaned, her blue eyes locked with his green ones. "Mm, you wanna shoot it on my belly?"

"Yes!" he hissed, his thrusts growing more erratic.

"Do it! Cum all over me!" she breathed, her eyes wide with longing. "Cum for me, daddy. Cum on my tummy!"

After another half-dozen thrusts, Conner yanked his dick out of Leslie and started stroking. Leslie reached down and grasped his shaft, taking over jacking him off. He was breathing heavily, looking down at his wife's beautiful body while she stroked him.

"I'm close, jerk it, jerk it!" he instructed as he started shooting hot ropes of sticky semen all over her stomach.

"Mm, yes, cover me!" Leslie moaned, jacking him off until the last few drops dribbled out and landed on her pubic mound.

"Holy shit," Conner gasped, looking down at the cum-covered blonde as she brushed her thumb over his tip.

"How do I look?" she asked, rubbing the cum into her stomach with one hand.

"Sexy," he smirked as he watched Leslie lick cum from her fingertips.

"Mm, yummy," Leslie cooed happily. "But, I'm gonna need a shower before we go again."

Conner helped Leslie to her feet, both of them being careful to not get semen on the blankets. They made their way to the bathroom where Leslie started the shower while Conner peed. The two of them then got into the shower so they could wash up. Leslie smiled at him as the hot water washed the semen from her stomach.

"You're so beautiful," Conner smiled.

"You keep saying that," she giggled.

"It keeps being true," he reasoned.

"Mm, way to keep up the romance," Leslie purred while soaping up her breasts and stomach. "Good. We're definitely going again."

"It's getting kind of late," Conner reminded her. "We have work tomorrow."

"I don't care. I need more cock," she replied firmly. "Besides, you still need to put it in my butt."

"Oh, you were serious about that?" he questioned.

"Dead serious!" Leslie exclaimed. "You'd best get good and hard to butt-fuck your pregnant wife."

"Yes, ma'am," Conner laughed.

The rest of their shower contained quite a bit of groping. Conner squeezed Leslie's soapy breasts while she made sure his cock and balls were nice and clean. They didn't have sex in the shower; shower sex was difficult under ideal conditions and was not at all possible while pregnant.

Leslie's libido was still in overdrive. Her hormones were raging and she barely gave Conner time to dry off before dragging him back to the bedroom. She got on all fours on the bed and ordered Conner to fuck her from behind. She had another intense pregnancy orgasm, causing her to collapse on the bed as her body shook.

The couple kept a bottle of lube in the drawer of their bedside table and Conner grabbed it while Leslie recovered. He put some lube on his finger and pushed it up Leslie's butt at her direction. Then he lubed up his dick before getting back into position and easing himself in her backdoor.

"FUCK!" Leslie groaned, baring her teeth as she gripped the sheets tightly.

"Your ass is so tight," Conner gasped, holding her hips while pushing further inside.

"Fuck me! Fuck my ass!" Leslie begged once he was balls-deep.

Leslie grabbed a pillow and hugged it to her chest, a grimace on her face as she enjoyed the delicious pain mixed with pleasure that came with anal sex. Her hard nipples brushed the pillow and she could feel her swollen belly against it. Conner's fingers were digging into her hips as he fucked her bum until he finally exploded, filling her with cum.

"I love you," Conner whispered a few minutes later while holding Leslie in his arms.

"I love you, too," she sighed in contentment before wincing. "Shit, I need another shower."