Liv's Halfway House for Heartbroken Girls Ch. 03 - Party Foul

~Years into the future; hill country outside Austin, Tx~

Liv and I sat on the couch together, several co-workers sitting around us on chairs and love seats. The French doors are open and warm air drifts in bringing the smoke of the grill in with it. The house is filled with the sounds of chaos as our five children, and the children of our friends dart from each corner, across to other corners. Up and downstairs thundering, screaming, and throwing things as they go. Our children are named Margaret, Aiden, Amy, Sarah, and Collin.

"So was adoption expensive?" One of our friends says, watching our daughter Amy run past, her distinct Asian features present but subtle.

Liv and I exchange glances, "It was, but our adopted children were private adoptions so it could have been a lot more. We adopted a couple of friends' children when things were difficult." Liv answered.

"That's so nice of you." Our friend responded.

Liv smiled and shrugged, "We always wanted a big family anyway and they all are very close."

"Which ones are yours?"

"Only Amy and Margaret were adopted, the other three we had naturally." I answered.

As I responded Amy came running up and crashed into my knees, her six-year-old face burgeoning with excitement, "Daddy! The fire thing do the fire thing!" She yelled smashing her hand on my leg.

"Excuse me," I said to our guests. Liv rolled her eyes and sipped coffee. She hated the fire thing.

I got up and Amy went running outside, "Guys come on he's going to do the fire thing!" Nine kids bolted past me, following Amy into the backyard. Liv was right to hate the fire thing, it's pretty dangerous. Essentially, I load the grill up with fuel and close it, then pull the lid off which causes a fireball when the air reaches the fire. But the kids think its super cool so why not? Ok, I think it's cool too. But why did I study engineering if I can't do mad scientist shit?

~Present day; College Station, Tx~

Liv and I had thrown a party. A number of our mutual friends and some people from the university had all come and it was in full swing by 10:30. Music, dancing in the living room and a whole table of alcohol for attendants to serve themselves. The only person absent was Amy, who had gone off on a date of all things, but that was fine. Our arrangement was a stop gap to something real.

I was in the kitchen drinking wine and flirting with my wife when we heard heels on the floor strutting into the kitchen and we both looked up. Amy came in, moving like a wild cat through the party in her crimson halter top dress. Her face was furrowed, and she looked unhappy.

"Amy what's wrong?"

She poured a full glass of pinot and took a long chug, "Shit date, third one in two weeks. I don't understand why I keep attracting stoners and bus boys. I know I have a bit of a history but so do they." She complained, before filling her mouth and cheeks with wine and swallowing hard.

Amy looked at me, "Can I borrow you, for a bit... in my room?"

I looked at Liv and then Amy, "I dunno, I was kind of hoping to spend the night with my wife, I went through all the trouble to throw a party and get her drunk. You know how stingy she is."

Liv punched me on the arm.

"Ow!"

"I've been practically edging for like twenty minutes it probably won't even take that long." Amy pleaded, "Please?"

"It's up to her, it's her night." I said pointing to Liv.

"He's all yours, just don't have his baby before I do." Liv said, draping her arms over her sorority sister's shoulders.

"A thoughtful guy with a future? I would welcome his baby." Amy said putting her head to Liv's with a devious smile.

Liv smirked back, "You can have his baby if you want just not before I do."

I leaned in behind Amy, pushing my hips into hers and reaching around them both to grab Liv's ass. They both laughed, and Amy turned to look at me, "Typical man, trying to have his cake and eat it too."

Liv grabbed the hem of Amy's short dress, sliding it up to expose her lace panties and soft, bare cheeks, "Mmm I love giving him cake."

Amy put her hand on Liv's face and pressed her lips to Liv's. Liv kissed back, parting her lips and letting her tongue slide against Amy's. Liv leaned away, "Go now, before I claim him for myself."

"You can come with us." Amy suggested, pulling down her dress.

"No, no, I'll stay with the party. Just save some for me later."

Amy brushed Liv's nose with a finger, "No promises." She turned around and looked at me, "Come on, you."

Amy grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the kitchen, behind me Liv called out, "Have fun!"

As she pulled me through the living room, full of people dancing, chatting and mixing drinks, I flicked the hem of her skirt, pulled on the strap of her halter top, and swatted at her butt. She laughed, trying to keep my hand away as we made our way to her room.

We made it up the first flight of stairs to the landing and I caught her shoulder, turning her around and leaning her against the wall. As she leaned back, she pulled me to her in a sloppy kiss, wet and loud, her tongue assaulting mine.

I reached between her legs, dragging my palm across her thigh until I reached the lace panties below gently digging my finger into her folds. She let out a gasp and moaned through a bit lip holding my neck. The fabric was slick and my finger dampened quickly.

She put her hand to her mouth and moaned as I rubbed her, her hips rocking in response. I could feel her clenching, her stomach, legs, and hips, tight with pleasure. One hand gripped my neck the other covered her mouth as she tried not to draw attention to our carnal display.

I pulled my finger from her legs and licked her taste off it. She was panting and her eyes were heavy with lust, "Do you want to fuck here?"

She had asked the question but her unsteady fingers were reaching into her dress soon after her panties fell to her ankles, draping across her shoes. She leaned forward, grabbing my lips with hers for another frenetic kiss, her fingers pulling open my belt and pants. As we kissed, I ran my hand over her chest, groping the modest breasts below the dress. She shuddered and moaned, yanking my pants open and dragging my boxers away from my cock.

She pulled me into the open air, stroking me quickly, her hand becoming slick with precum.

I turned her around. She staggered awkwardly in her heels, until her face and shoulders were leaned against the wall and lifted the hem of her dress exposing her olive, soft, ass. I ran my hand over it, making her bite her lip and look back at me.

She spread her legs and flexed her hips back, exposing her brown folds, sleek, and glossy with fluid and putting a hand on her hip, angled myself to her and pushed, feeling my cock force her open inch by inch. She covered her mouth and hung her head, moaning into her palm as I started stroking her guts from behind, her butt quietly slapping against my waist.

"Fuck I'm already so close..." She gasped in a hoarse voice.

Her pussy wet my balls and stomach with each successive thrust, steadily punching her insides as the tight half-asian body welcomed me with flutters, jerks, and clenching from pleasure. I reached up pulling on the knot that held up her dress, it came apart and the dress fell slack across her shoulders.

She protested but it was too late, "Wait, stop..."

I brushed the top out of the way, cupping her bare breast and her pussy squeezed me and she moaned into her hand. I leaned over, kissing and sucking her neck from behind as she cried and moaned behind the curtain of her hair that hung in her face. I leaned over her shoulder, pulling her hair away and kissing her neck. She moaned and exposed her neck, wanting more.

Through the muting of her palm she moaned, "I'm gonna cum... I think I'm gonna cum..."

I tickled her earlobe with my tongue, one hand groping her exposed chest as my cock plunged in and out of her with wet slaps, "Cum for me, cum in public like a dumb bitch."

"Holy shit!" Came a shout from our left. I turned to look and two girls were covering their face on the landing, "I think he's fucking her!" She squealed.

"Hey, get out of here!" I hissed, waving my hand.

"That's the host, his wife is downstairs." The other whispered.

"Go away! Do you mind?" I hissed again trying to shew them away.

As I angrily tried to clear out the spectators, I felt Amy's ass pushing back. She had started fucking me, pushing herself onto my cock. She was moaning in a low voice, "I don't care, I don't care, fuck me I'm so close..."

"Are you crazy?"

She grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand back to her breast, still pushing back onto me rhythmically, "Fuck me, keep fucking me..."

I pushed against her, and she moaned, hanging her head and bracing against the wall with both hands. My hips swung, drumming into her pulsing, wet, pussy, making her cry and moan progressively louder. I put my hand to her mouth, muting her moans as I used her body in front of the pair of girls who'd caught us.

I heard one of them laugh, "She can't stop, what a fucking slut!"

I felt the heat from her mouth as her jaw fell open and a low groan erupted. Her body shook and her knees gave out as an orgasm tore through her torso making her hips buck. I caught her around the middle as her waist fell back into me, holding her against the wall as she shuddered, moaning into my hand.

She shook and panted in my arms, my fingers clutching at her exposed ribs as she recovered from cumming. It took a minute, but she regained her composure. I kissed her neck making her coo and gasp, "Want to head to your room?"

She shook her head, craning her neck around to kiss me. Her hips began to rock again, the sensitivity of having just cum causing her mouth to jerk open breaking the embrace of our lips as she moaned.

"You want more?"

She nodded, I grabbed her hair and tugged, pulling her head up and pushing her into the wall. She responded with a low groan and her eyes rolling into her head. I put my other hand to her lips, pushing my fingers into her mouth and pulling it open as my hips started to pump her again. Her tongue flicked helplessly against my fingers as she moaned low in her chest, her ass slapping my stomach with each thrust.

Drool dripped off her lip and chin in a long string and I pulled my fingers from her mouth, reaching between her legs to rub her clit. She let out a rough, choked, moan and her legs buckled as I stroked her clit, still hammering her insides. The tight Asian slut's brain was gone as her urges were being satisfied.

I got lucky, and heard the crackling of paper that made me look over at our audience and saw one girl pulling her phone out of her purse. Her friend laughed and scolded her, "You can't do that!"

"If they didn't want to be filmed they should have gotten a room." Came the reply as the light on the phone came on and she held it up to film us.

I covered Amy's eyes with my hand and buried my face in her hair. Her back was arching, pushing back into me, and I could feel her starting to clench. She was about to cum again. I kept up my pounding, her wet pussy audibly squelching with each impact until she shuddered and groaned.

The orgasm vacated her strength, and she fell, dropping to her knees, holding herself up right on the wall as she shook and cried, her body starting to sweat. Beads of fluid fell off her pussy onto the hard wood as she quivered in place for several moments. Keeping my face and hers away from the camera, I grabbed my pants from the floor and pulled her to her feet, careful to help her step out of her discarded underwear and down the hall away from the girls.

As we left, I heard one of them say, "Holy shit it's totally bareback!"

I opened Amy's room and helped her in, closing the door behind us. She went limp, falling to the floor and rolling onto her back. She opened her slender legs, exposing the slick, brown lips that dribbled onto the carpet. She was biting her lip and arching her back.

I let my pants fall and climbed between her legs. She grabbed my neck and wrapped her legs around me as my cock slid back into her. She flexed in place and moaned, her eyes were rolled back and hooded as she lost herself to blinding lust. She was clinging to my neck, moaning with her mouth hung open, panting and crying, 'Cum in me... come on...'

"I'm close..." I gasped, she squealed, tightening the hold of her trim legs around my waist and pulling me closer at the neck.

"Yes... fuck... fill me... feed my hungry pussy..." Her voice was low and hoarse, and her words slurred as she struggled to control her mouth as I stroked her overstimulated body.

"Fuck, fuck I'm getting close." I hissed, her nails dug into my neck and she closed her arms and legs around me, anxious to hold me in until I burst.

It wasn't long, I let out a loud groan, my hips starting to buck and my head pushing into her shoulder as I lost control, my cock erupting with heavy successive bursts of cum that filled the tight space around it. She cooed and rocked her hips, welcoming the thick seed into her, stroking me until I went soft and it started to stream out of her onto the carpet.

I fell to the side, panting and starting to sweat, she did the same laying on her back, one knee cocked in the air as a slow drain of cum made its way down her ass. Her dress had ended up bunched around her waist and her hair was a tangled mess.

After several moments of recovery she started laughing, rolling onto her side and kissing my cheek, "Hard to have a better date than fucking at a party."

"Except that it's on camera." I said, dazed.

"My face was hidden for most of it I think." She said sitting up, she groaned, "You really did a number on me."

"Sore or cum?"

"Both."

"Hurray," I said holding my hand in the air in triumph, "Nothing says good sex like physical discomfort afterward."

"I came twice, I have no complaints," She said smiling, she kissed me again and climbed slowly to her feet, "Now I'm going to shower, you should get back to your wife."

I watched cum leak down her leg as she stretched her back, holding her dress up away from the mess. I spanked her and she yelped, looking at me with a coy smile, "Careful there Romeo, I'll take another load and your wife will be so annoyed."

I stood up fixing my hair and shirt before pulling my pants back on, "You and I both know it takes more than twice to wear me out."

"Well, when she's done maybe I'll come find you." She winked and walked into the bathroom.

I buckled my pants and belt checking my appearance in the mirror before leaving. I didn't just leave though; I peered carefully around listening for our spectators first. Once I was sure they'd moved on, I crept out and made my way back downstairs. I didn't encounter the girls who'd spied on me as I made my way down and found my wife in the living room. She was probably three glasses deep and holding a fourth.

You'd think being the whiskey lover she was that wine would be easy but she was clearly in the thick of it when I found her. She had dressed herself in a white short sleeve blouse and red, plaid skirt. Liv knows all my buttons. She was dancing to herself and chatting with a small circle of people. I snuck up behind her and gave her ass a gentle feel.

She snapped around, confused, but then lit up and smiled when she saw it was me. Holding her wine in her hand she put her arms on my shoulders, "I heard you got more attention than you wanted."

"I just hope it doesn't end up on the internet."

She laughed, I could tell by it how drunk she was, "I do," She leaned up, nuzzling her nose to mine. "I love watching my man callously breeding some Asian bitch in public..." she said breathily giving my neck a kiss, "Fuck you smell like pussy."

"How much of that wine have you had?"

"Just a bottle, but it was a small bottle."

"That's still a lot of wine."

She ignored me, raking thick, copper hair from her face, "Was it fun, did Amy put on a good show?"

"She's always fun."

Liv laughed, looking up at me with her big eyes, "You've always liked her, I remember catching you checking her out when we started dating."

"I did not." I protested.

She touched her nose to mine, "Did so." I could smell pinot on her breath as she closed the distance giving me a gentle kiss.

I leaned out of the kiss, "Want to dance a little before the night ends?"

She laughed, "Oh, you're night isn't going to end."

"Finish your wine you goon." I quipped back. She winked and downed the fourth glass.

"Dang, that may have been it for me."

"Feeling loopy?"

"Just a little."

I twirled her in the middle of the room and she laughed, letting the hem of her skirt raise as she spun into my arms. The small party crowd oooh-ed and cheered as she did. It was surreal to be having a romantic moment with my bride in public, less than an hour after I had just used another woman's body in public- without protection.

We danced through the song and ended in a tender kiss that brought more excitement from the onlookers. When we parted I leaned over and whispered into her ear, "You've just been smelling Amy on me haven't you?"

She blushed, "No, I do love to dance with you."

I gave her a look and she blushed, looking away, "Ok, the smell of another woman is nice."

"You're ridiculous."

She grinned and made a big show of flipping red hair off her shoulder, "You love it."

"I do." I said pulling her into a kiss.

The kiss started tender and sweet, but she raised the heat, adding tongue, and her hand to my face. I could taste the wine on her tongue as her slender body swayed against me to the slow rhythm of whatever Spotify had chosen to play. The attention to us had dispersed as other couples started dancing, resumed their conversations, or went off to mix or find drinks.

I moved hair out of her face and kissed her neck and cheek, she blushed and tilted her head to welcome it, "You're so cute in this outfit."

She smiled, "Let's go find a secluded corner somewhere and you can finger me in it."

I smirked, "Is that all you want is fingering?"

She shrugged, "I'm dressed like I'm in school, might as well act like it."

"How about we act like it's a school party and I get you pregnant at it?" I said in her ear, groping her ass through her skirt.

Her eyes closed and she whimpered, "Fuck..."

"Jeez, get a room you two." Said Amy's voice from behind me.

Liv smiled as she made her way around to us, "You first."

Amy leaned in giving Liv a sapphic kiss, Liv put her hand on her roommate's ass and gave it a hard squeeze until they parted, "Feeling better?" Liv asked.

Amy rolled her body, "Much, thank you."

Liv leaned over and whispered into her friend's ear, "I heard he fucked you like a dog in an alley."

Amy smirked, "He sure did."

I was leaning up against Liv as she flirted with her friend. Watching the two of them had made me swell and I pressed myself into Liv's skirt. I leaned my head over her shoulder and smirked at Amy, "I bet she's so wet right now she should be wearing pads."

Amy's eyes flashed and she smiled, "Can I see?"

I kissed Liv's cheek as she blushed, "Go for it." I said.

Amy's smile got bigger and she moved closer reaching her hand up Liv's skirt. Liv jumped and squealed when Amy's fingers made contact and Amy's eyes widened, "She's crazy wet."

Liv was reclined against me, her hips twitching as Amy rubbed her with gentle moves of her wrist. She covered her mouth and squeezed her eyes shut, jerking and struggling to stay up right. She reached behind her, putting her hand on my lap trying to palm my now stiff cock through my pants as her hips rocked and she bit her lip trying not to moan.

"She's so cute when she's close." Amy said softly before pulling her hand from Liv's skirt. She held out her glossy, slick, fingers and put them up to my lips. I sucked the tart flavor of my wife off them as she panted for breath.

I nuzzled Liv's cheek and ear, "I fuck her, she fucks you, she really is part of the family."

Her hips were rocking against me, stroking me through her skirt and my pants. Amy's hand reached under Liv's skirt and I felt her tense and heard her soft whimper. Her ass was pushed against me as her hands clung to Amy. She had covered her mouth to mute her cries and moans. I felt her clench when Amy moved her panties and slipped a finger in.

"Oh fuck..." Liv whimpered quietly.

Amy smiled up at me as her wrist flexed under my wife's skirt, "I'm about to make your wife cum in front of you at a party for the second time."

I pulled Liv's hair to the side, exposing her neck as her face flushed with pink and her body shuddered as her friend's finger drove her closer to ecstasy, "Here, get a little taste."

Amy's eyebrows rose bashfully, "Can I?" She leaned over, kissing and licking Liv's neck like a high schooler giving a hickey. Liv moaned with a restrained voice, her hand gripping Amy's ass as Amy's fingers worked her wet folds.

It was more than Liv could handle and she suddenly shoved her face into Amy's shoulder and groaned, shaking and losing the strength in her legs. A short series of drops fell to the floor and Amy and I worked together to keep her quaking body upright as she climaxed.

I looked around at the party around us and no one was even paying attention as my wife's eyes rolled into her head and she lost control of her body for several moments, leaking fluid down her leg, and more falling as Amy's fingers pulled away.

Amy put her fingers to Liv's mouth who anxiously accepted them into her lips and sucked herself from them. Her hips had resumed rocking against me as she sucked her friend's hand clean. Amy watched her sorority sister suck her own pussy from her fingers before pulling them away, "You two have fun, I need another drink."

As Amy left, Liv turned around and nuzzled my neck, "I love our life." I say and she laughs.

"I feel like such a slut when she does that."

"I would object if it wasn't super-hot." I said putting my hand on her ass, "Come on, let's go make a baby."

We made our way to our room but she pulled me into the hall bathroom, "What are you doing?"

She put her finger to her lips, "I can't wait for our room, come on."

"It's like twelve whole feet from here."

She yanked my wrist, and I fell into the bathroom. Liv closed the door behind us and pushed me onto the toilet, sinking to her knees and undoing my belt. She dragged my pants open and down to my ankles leaving me half naked on the pot.

"Shut up." She said huffily as she craned her neck between my legs, "I don't care about our room."

She grabbed me and began stroking me until my cock stood on its own. She dragged her tongue over her palm before wrapping her lips around me and sucking. I could only see the whites of her eyes as she bobbed, her tongue, cheeks, and lips tugging on my cock like she was ready to swallow it.

Her face pulled away and she rubbed her nose and cheek against me, "Fuck you taste like pussy and cum..." She licked her lips before dragging her tongue over my balls and shoving me back into her mouth.

"Oh fuck," I panted to her as her copper hair bobbed up and down.

I grabbed her head and pulled. She squealed, fighting to keep me deep in her mouth but I fought myself free. "Come on." I said pulling her to her feet. She hit my shoulder again.

"I want to suck your dick like a stupid slut." She said with slurred words.

"You turned me into the stupid slut here." I said lifting her at the ribs onto the sink.

She laughed, "You fuck a lot of girls you stupid slut."

"Want me to stop?" I asked touching her bottom lip.

She scowled and shook her head. "No, more. Fuck more."

"I'm doing my best but she's a brat when she's drunk." I said with a smile, reaching under her skirt and grabbing the waist of her panties. Gratefully, she didn't fight, and I slid them down her legs easily. Once they were loose, I discovered the middle with wet, heavy with thick pussy that had been seeping out of her.

I put my hands on her taught, skinny, thighs and pulled them open as wide as they would go and knelt onto the rug. Liv gasped and covered the pink, bare, pussy that was shiny with fluid and had smeared across the inside of her thighs. Her contact with herself brought a meek whimper and she protested.

"No- I'll cum again..."

"I know." I said pulling her hand away. "Amy made it look like so much fun.

"That bitch." Liv spat angrily.

I could smell the tart scent as I leaned between her legs, feeling the heat from her horny folds before my tongue lashed against it, the acidic bite of her flavor spread across my tongue, and she slapped her hand to her mouth to mute her moan.

I lapped at her pussy, making her body wrench at the waist, her hips flexing up into my mouth. I held her at the waist, keeping her still as I shocked her body with sharp jolts of pleasure dragging my tongue back and forth. Her pussy clenched against my tongue, fluid running down her ass and sticking to my chin.

Orgasm burst through her without warning, she groaned and strained into her hand, bucking in place on the sink her slender legs wrapping around my head as my tongue stoked her fit of ecstasy through the thick, wet, mess she ground onto my face.

Her legs fell limp, dangling off the counter as she panted and jerked through fading waves. I stood up, leaning over her, touching her face and kissing her half open mouth. She kissed back, using her tongue to clean the mess she'd made from my lips.

Liv dragged her tongue over my chin as her small hands grabbed me and started stroking, flinging precum onto her wrist. Her kisses and licks were hungry, and her eyes were heavy with the mind-numbing sedation of arousal.

I pulled her off the sink and she held my neck for stability as her feet settled on the ground. She turned around and leaned forward over the sink, lifting her skirt and making her cute butt shake with her fingers. It was slick with thick threads of fluid running down her leg and dripping onto the floor. She was smiling and giggling as she teased me.

I swatted her hand away, taking a handful of ass that made her moan and her knees give. A thick clear gob of fluid fell to the ground. She held herself up on the counter and laughed after the jarring response, "You want it?"

I leaned over kissing her neck, burying my face in the copper hair that fell to her shoulders, "I'm addicted to it." I angled my cock, dragging it over her clit and punching into her pussy. Her eyes rolled back again, and she moaned low in her chest.

My hand covered her mouth to mute her sounds and hot, thick, fluid ran down my balls until it formed a string. Her pussy continued to drool as I started fucking my pale, slender wife. Her voice droned against my palm as I worked the insides of her long body. She was fluttering, squeezing, as I steadily drilled her against the counter.

Without warning she made a gurgling as though losing her voice and her hips began to buck. I held her mouth, quieting the forceful moans of her third climax before slowly easing her to the floor where she continued to buck and shake.

I waited for the jolts to slow before crawling over her and putting my cock between her legs. I slid into her, feeling her tight grip as I punched into her guts a second time. I resumed using her over-stimulated and slimy pussy- my hand covering her mouth as strings formed with each thrust that slapped my hips into her ass.

It wasn't much longer before I bit my cheek and groaned, my cock unloading into her. I stroked her insides, working each fat burst into her with shaking bucks of my hips. Maybe I'm sentimental, but the squeeze of her pussy seems to suck the cum out of me so much more thoroughly than other girls. I always feel emptied when it's Liv's womb that's taking me.

Softening, I slid out, a flow of white, thick, cum falling out of her onto the bathmat as she panted helplessly on her stomach, her eyes closed and her face starting to sweat. I moved her hair from her face and leaned over giving her face kisses. When her mind came back to her she started laughing.

"We're never getting away from you and Amy getting caught."

"Like you'd want to." I said, laying down on the bathmat next to her, crossing my ankles. She rolled onto her side and pulled herself close to me.

"You're right. I don't know how long we can keep it up, but renting a house has been the best choice we've ever made." She looked up at me, "You weren't mad that Amy fingered me, were you?"

"Nah, I definitely encouraged it."

"Ok good, it only happens when you're watching anyway."

I looked down at her, into her big brown eyes, "You are absolutely insane."

She smiled, "You love it."

"I love you." I leaned in and gave her a kiss, she kissed back, putting her arm around me.

~Two weeks later~

I was sitting on the tub in the bathroom, Amy sat on the toilet opposite me in a bitter scowl. We sat in silence until Liv broke the silence from the bedroom.

"This is ridiculous, you're wasting your time!"

Amy looked up at the open door and shouted, "Liv I'm almost a week late!" She looked down at the pee strip in her hand, which hadn't indicated yet.

Liv leaned in wearing Pikachu pajamas, raking thick red hair from her face, "He fucking came in you once three weeks ago, do you know what the odds are?"

"It doesn't matter because I'm a fucking week late." Amy hissed back.

I looked at my wife, "In my defense I didn't know she was that close to ovulation."

Liv rolled her eyes and went back into our room, then came back and leaned on the door jamb, "It takes people our age months of trying to get knocked up, one time in a stairwell- drunk is not enough."

Amy glared at her, "Science says otherwise." She looked back down at the strip and started slapping my leg, "It's reacting!"

Liv came in and peered over at the strip, and I did the same.

Amy looked at the strip, then checked the info packet it came with, "Not pregnant." She said with relief dropping the strip.

"Told you." Liv said, crossing her arms.

"What do you think, condoms from now on?" I asked, looking at Amy.

"No chance, they dry me out. I just won't miss any more doses of the pill."

"Good fucking grief." Liv groaned, "Hey Romeo, I'm not on the pill, why don't you come try knocking me up." She looked at Amy, "I'll be ecstatic."