Love in the Balance Ch. 10

Hey guys, here's Chapter 10! I hope you enjoy it. Sorry it took so long, This is a long one, though! And not very sex-focused, so I hope you're all okay with that! It's a fun-filled chapter because I write slice of life stories. Please enjoy this slice of the characters' lives!

As I've said before, Love in the Balance is 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. I might use parody names for pop culture references: including songs, books, movies, and celebrities. However, they are not meant to accurately represent the real people or media. This is a fictional universe. As always, this is a world without STI's, and everyone involved in sexual activity is at least eighteen years old.

-Witty

~Wednesday July 09, 2025~

The weather forecast was correct, there were nonstop thunderstorms from dawn until dusk. Fortunately, Sphinx treated their employees like people and allowed flexible working. Everyone chose to work from home, including The Gang of Eight and Logan Barrett. Megan was also taking the opportunity to work from her couch in her pajamas. She and Penelope both worked from Megan's place while taking turns playing with Carter.

"I missed you today," Theo said into his phone while laying in bed.

"Of course you did, I'm fuckin' awesome!" Sienna giggled from her own bed.

"Not the response I was hoping for, but I can't argue with that," he chuckled.

"I missed you, dummy," she shifted in bed while putting her auburn hair into a ponytail.

"You're going to the office tomorrow, right?" he wondered.

"Yup!" she confirmed. "I love being able to work from home, but some days it's nice to go in. I was alone all day."

"Did you work in your room?" Theo asked. "Noah and I spent most of the day in the living room."

"I moved around a bit," Sienna answered, pushing a couple of her stuffed animals out of the way so she could get more comfortable. "Kitchen, living room. The best part was not having to wear a bra."

"Mm, what are you wearing now?" he inquired slyly.

"Why do guys ask girls what they're wearing as if they hang around in sexy lingerie all day?" Sienna snorted. "I'm in my giraffe onesie, what are you wearing?"

"Uh, I'm just wearing sweatpants," Theo mumbled. "Is that really what you're wearing?"

"Nah," she laughed. "I have pink pajama bottoms on and a white t-shirt. Oh, and fuzzy pink socks to keep my feet warm."

"Do you have a giraffe onesie?" he couldn't help but ask.

"Maybe, maybe not," she said, turning her body sideways while keeping the phone to her face. "Now, stop being a perv and talk to me. It's not like it would matter even if I was naked; you can't see me!"

"We can switch to a video call," Theo reasoned.

"Keep dreaming, buddy," Sienna giggled, making Theo smile. He loved that giggle. "Ever since the wristy, you've gotten a lot more bold."

"Wristy?" he repeated in confusion.

"It's a slang term for a handjob," the redhead explained. "I'm honestly shocked you've never heard of it."

"Maybe it's actually you who's the perv," he suggested.

"Perhaps," she replied primly. "But I'm a pretty girl, every guy would love it if I was a pervert."

"You pretty girls have it so easy," Theo grumbled. "No hot chick ever had to sit all alone at lunch in high school."

"I'm sorry you had to go through that," Sienna said sincerely.

"It comes with being the school weirdo," he replied. "I was lucky I found Noah in college. Although, living vicariously through him was its own kind of torture."

"You're not a weirdo," she responded sweetly. "You just think a little different from other people. I, ah, I did some reading on autism."

"Oh yeah?" Theo asked. "What did you find out?"

"A bunch of things, actually," Sienna answered. "I know social interaction is tough for you and you often like being alone. It makes sense. It was never so much what you said that annoyed people, it's that you picked the wrong time. Or didn't know someone well enough to say something."

"I do love my alone time," he chuckled. "But, yeah, I have been working on being more careful, but it'll always be tough for me. Just like eye contact. I suck at job interviews, I can't believe Sphinx ever hired me."

"Ew, I never thought of that. Job interviews must be a special kind of hell for you," Sienna winced in sympathy before continuing. "I found stimming interesting. I know it can be motions or sounds, but you seem to mainly use motions."

"Right, some people even sing as a form of stimming," Theo agreed. "I rock back and forth. I used to do it in the car when I was a kid. My mom complained the entire car was rocking."

"That's actually adorable," Sienna giggled cutely.

"Thank you for not judging me," he suddenly said, overwhelmed that she was treating him so well.

"I would never do that," she insisted. "Yeah, I got annoyed with you when you made everything a joke, but I never hated you or anything. I know this is hard for you, and I appreciate the effort you're putting in."

"Thank you," Theo repeated, his voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you so much."

"I'll be honest, I was surprised to feel a spark between us, but I did feel it." the redhead explained. "And I still do."

"D-does that mean you might want to, ah, you know, be an official couple?" Theo stammered nervously.

"I think so, but I don't want to get together over the phone, it's not romantic!" Sienna replied, and Theo could practically hear her smiling. "You still owe me another date, mister. Ask me again then."

"I like that plan," he laughed. "When did you wanna go out?"

"Hm, I'm not sure," she mused. "Maybe not this weekend. I'm hanging out with the girls on Saturday and spending Sunday with my parents."

"Okay, we'll see what next weekend looks like then," Theo agreed.

"Shit, next Thursday is Camilla's birthday," Sienna grumbled. "We still haven't planned anything."

"I still have to get her a gift," Theo sighed. "And I have no idea what we're gonna do."

"Just as long as she doesn't want to get male strippers," Sienna laughed.

"Not interested?" he questioned.

"I don't want some strange guy's junk in my face!" she exclaimed. "No, thank you."

"Good to know," he replied.

"Well, we'll figure out our date and Camilla's birthday later," she insisted. "What are you doing this weekend?"

"I'll be spending Saturday with Noah and Conner. Since Steven is going to the zoo with Megan and her son." Theo answered.

"I'd say that's a nice family outing, but apparently a socialite friend of Megan's is going with them," Sienna commented.

"Yeah, Steven's really living the high life now," Theo observed. "He met a ton of famous people at that charity event, and even I can tell Megan wants him bad."

"I'm convinced he already got himself some rich-girl snatch," Sienna said.

"He slept with Megan?!" Theo gasped.

"I don't know anything for sure!" she laughed. "Don't tell anyone, alright? It's just a hunch. I mean, the way those two look at each other? The chemistry is so fucking obvious."

"I won't tell anyone," he promised, only speaking up again after a few moments of silence. "I should probably get to bed. The sooner I fall asleep, the sooner I get to wake up and see you."

"Aw, that was really sweet!" Sienna gushed as she laid back in bed. "But, I was actually hoping you could help me with something first."

"Sure, what's up?" Theo inquired.

"Well," Sienna began, drawing out the word in a sexy purr, "I've been alone all day and I'm feeling stressed. What do you think I should do to relax?"

"W-what?" he stammered in a high-pitched voice.

"I'm laying in bed and I just pushed the blanket down," she explained. "I'm just not sure the best way to relax. I don't feel like getting up, but I'm still feeling restless."

"Uh..." Theo trailed off stupidly.

"I'm suggesting phone sex," Sienna took pity on Theo and told him. "My nipples are really hard and ready to go. Maybe you might like to tell me what I should do?"

"You should tease yourself," Theo whispered as he felt himself hardening. "Trace your finger around your nipple without quite touching it."

"Mm, feels good," Sienna moaned softly. "What should I do now?"

"L-lift up your shirt?" he suggested nervously. Then he swallowed as he gathered his courage. Confidence. She wanted confidence. "Lift your shirt and get your brea, uh, tits out."

"Yes, sir," the redhead purred, yanking her t-shirt up to her neck. "They are out!"

"Play with them," Theo instructed.

"Let me put you on speaker phone so I have both hands free," Sienna said before doing just that. "Ready, how should I play with my titties? Be specific."

"Touch them, caress them," he replied quietly. "Feel them in your hands, squeeze them together."

"I'm holding my tits together, they look so big on my small body," she moaned softly. "I think you'd like the freckles on my boobs. Oh, my nipples are so hard."

"Roll your nipples between your fingers," Theo ordered.

"Yes, I'm doing it," Sienna gasped. "It feels so good, I'm getting wet."

"I'm hard just thinking about this and hearing your voice," he told her, also putting the call on speaker.

"Mm, is your cock nice and hard for me?" the redhead husked while tugging on her nipples. "Is that throbbing dick straining in your sweatpants?"

"Yes," he hissed.

"Take it out for me," Sienna ordered. "Take your cock out."

"Okay," he nodded even though she couldn't see him. Then he quickly pushed down his pants and underwear, freeing his erection. "It's out for you. I'm so hard."

"Stroke it for me," she growled passionately. "Think about me while you jack off."

"You're so beautiful, Sienna," Theo moaned while playing with himself.

"I love when you say my name," she gasped. "My pussy is soaked for you."

"Do you want to touch yourself?" he asked.

"Yes!" Sienna hissed. "Mm, does that make me a bad girl?"

"It definitely makes you a sexy girl," Theo laughed nervously and took his shot. "Push your pants and underwear down."

"Done!" she declared after complying. "I'm soaked, can I please touch my pussy?"

"Run your fingers along your slit," he requested.

"Mm, I'm so wet," Sienna moaned. "Are you stroking?"

"Yes, while thinking about you," Theo answered. "Push two fingers inside."

"I'm fingering myself now, it feels so good," the redhead gasped, a strand of hair over her face. "Are you imagining my naked body? Do you wanna touch me?"

"You have such an amazing body, I want to touch you so badly," he groaned, his cock throbbing. "Rub your clit before pushing your fingers as deep as you can."

"Oh God, I wish there was something longer and thicker inside me," Sienna groaned, arching her back. "Mm, would you get on top of me and put your cock in me? Or would you want to be really dirty and shove it down my throat?"

"Both," Theo gasped after a couple minutes of the two of them moaning while breathing heavily. "I want to feel your mouth on me, I want to be inside you."

"Mm, I'll get you nice and hard with my little mouth," Sienna gasped while rubbing her clit. "Then maybe you can bend me over and do me like a dog? Would you like that, hm? Do you want to fuck me from behind?"

"Yes, I want to fuck you! I want you, Sienna!" Theo exclaimed, his hand a blur on his dick. "Pinch your nipple while you finger yourself."

"I'm close! I'm gonna cum soon!" she announced, her hips bucking against her fingers. "I'm gonna cum for you!"

"I'm close, too," he warned.

"Where, ah, do you wanna cum?" Sienna gasped. "Do you wanna, ah, cover my face and tits? Shoot it down my throat? Cum in my pussy? Oh God, I'm gonna cum! Ah, maybe, ah, you could pull out and cover my butt and back?"

"I-inside you," he groaned, feeling his orgasm approaching.

"Yes! You're pumping into me, I can feel you swell as you fill me with your love," Sienna moaned, her body tensing as her tits shook. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming! I'm cumming! AH!"

"Sienna!" Theo grunted as he came all over his hand.

The two of them lay in bed panting heavily. A couple of minutes went by as they just listened to each other breathing. Sienna started giggling softly, making Theo smile. He swallowed weakly as he struggled to catch his breath. She hadn't even been in the same room, yet that was better than any sex he'd had with any woman. Theo was once again amazed at how much better it was with a real connection.

"I need to wash up," Sienna finally said. "I'm all sweaty and there's pussy juice all over my hand."

"Same," Theo replied.

"There's pussy juice on your hand?" she asked with a giggle.

"No, the other two things," he laughed. "I'm sweaty and need to wash up. I have cum on my hand."

"Talk to you tomorrow?" Sienna questioned cutely.

"Yes, please," Theo responded. "Sweet dreams."

"They always will be with you in them," the redhead whispered before ending the call.

Theo had a huge grin on his face as he went to the bathroom to wash up. He looked at his reflection in the mirror, unable to believe a gorgeous creature like Sienna was actually interested in him. He was afraid he was going to screw this up and his heart was racing as he brushed his teeth. He returned to bed and realized Sienna had sent him a picture message. All he could see was her fingers, which appeared to be glistening.

Sienna: See? Pussy juice.

Theo: I already washed off the cum or I'd show you!

Sienna: Bastard! : P Next time?

Theo: I promise.

Sienna: I'll hold you to that! G'night! :*

Theo: Goodnight, beautiful. :*

~Saturday July 12, 2025~

"So, this is your bachelor pad?" Penelope Miller asked Steven as the four of them entered the apartment.

"I guess you could call it that," Steven laughed, shutting the door.

"Mommy, I have to go to the bathroom," Carter said, tugging on Megan's arm.

"Okay, honey," Megan nodded before turning to Steven. "Steven, where's your bathroom?"

"Right over there," Steven replied, pointing. "You can't miss it."

"Thanks!" the six-year-old exclaimed, running toward the room.

"Don't pee on the seat and remember to wash your hands!" Megan called out after him.

"I know, Mom!" Carter whined before disappearing into the bathroom.

"Way to embarrass him," Steven chuckled. "He knows he can lift the seat, right?"

"He does, but he'll still pee all over the rim," Megan grumbled.

"And he's not embarrassed," Nell snorted. "Megs and I changed his diapers, and you probably still pee on the seat."

"I do not!" Steven gasped in mock-offense before withering under the incredulous gaze of both women. "I clean up without being told."

The two ladies laughed as they followed Steven into the kitchen. He had already made breakfast for everyone and set it up before meeting them outside and showing them to his apartment. It was standard breakfast foods and the girls thanked him as they sat down while he poured coffee.

Steven noticed that Carter was dressed just like he was, in shorts and a t-shirt. Megan and Penelope, however, had once again gone with the twin look. Both women were wearing jean shorts that showed off their endless legs and casual shoes for walking. Their shirts were also the same; white button-downs with short sleeves. Each girl had a stylish purse that looked designed for a casual day out.

The tall, gorgeous heiresses had once again coordinated their hairstyles. They had gone with waterfall braids, which looked amazing with their long hair. A waterfall braid was where part of the hair was braided in a French braid around the head, allowing the remainder of the hair to cascade down like a waterfall. Steven thought it was a bit much for a day at the zoo, but had to admit that the effect was quite nice.

"You know, if you two really wanna be twins one of you is gonna have to dye her hair," Steven pointed out with a smirk.

"It's not gonna be me," Megan declared while making Carter a plate. "I love my dark hair."

"And I love being a natural blonde," Nell giggled. "Most people have dark hair."

"What makes you think we wanna be twins, anyway?" Megan wondered.

"You coordinate your hairstyles," he reasoned. "Both the only child of rich parents who aren't together. Same height, similar eye color, same, uh, well, similar body types."

"Smooth," Megan snorted, making Steven's face turn red.

"That blush is super cute," Nell smiled at Steven. She looked like she was going to say something else, but was interrupted by the return of the six-year-old. "There he is! About time, I'm getting hungry."

"So eat, Auntie Nell!" Carter suggested as he sat down and reached for his plate.

"Did you wash your hands?" Megan quickly asked.

"Yes!" Carter insisted, even after Megan gave him a stern look. "I did, Mom!"

"With soap?" Megan raised an eyebrow.

With a huge sigh that only a six-year-old with the weight of the world on his shoulders could give, Carter pushed his chair back and stood back up. He then slowly made his way back to the bathroom to wash for real. Carter returned a couple minutes later and sat back down.

"Okay," Megan smiled. "Thank Steven for breakfast."

"Thank you," Carter grinned.

"You're welcome," Steven inclined his head. "Enjoy."

Carter immediately requested syrup for his pancakes, which Steven wholeheartedly approved of. The two boys debated the merits of maple syrup versus strawberry while the girls laughed. Megan took a bite of sausage while Penelope lifted her coffee cup to her lips.

"I hope the coffee is up to your standards?" Steven joked.

"It's acceptable," Nell nodded and placed her cup back on the table while glancing at the coffee machine. "Although, even with what Megan pays you, I'd think you'd be able to afford a better coffee maker."

"I pay him very well!" Megan exclaimed.

"What do you think Carter?" Steven asked, turning to Megan's son. "Should your mother give me a raise?"

"Yeah!" Carter announced.

"There you go, three against one," Nell spoke up. "You lose, Megs."

"I'm the only one who gets a vote," Megan stated primly before looking at Carter. "Carter, why do you think Steven should get a raise."

"You told Aunt Nell you thought he was cute," Carter shrugged.

"Carter!" Megan gasped. It was her turn to blush.

"You said to never lie, Mom," Carter declared seriously.

"Using my own words against me," Megan sighed.

"Did she really tell you that?" Steven asked Penelope with a smirk.

"She did," Nell confirmed, laughing hysterically. "And if you're half as good with numbers as she claims, maybe I should poach you for Miller Coffee Traders."

"No headhunting at the table," Megan rolled her eyes.

"But he hasn't even heard my offer yet," Nell said, her voice heavy with innuendo.

The four of them finished eating breakfast and cleaned up the table. The Bronx Zoo didn't open until 10:00AM, so they really weren't in a hurry. Steven gave the others a quick tour of the apartment before grabbing his overnight bag and walking with the group out to where Megan's red sports car was parked on the side of the street. Fortunately, it was one of the few sports cars with four doors.

"Oh, come on!" Megan yelled when she noticed the bird poop covering her car in several spots. "Fu-uh-n pigeons. Fun pigeons!" Megan barely turned that one around.

"Hey, that's supposed to be lucky," Nell laughed while Megan unlocked her car and opened the back door.

"That's only if they poop on you, not your car," Megan countered, taking out a container of wipes while Steven put his overnight bag in the trunk. "And it's not true anyway."

"Why would it be lucky if a pigeon poops on you?" Carter wondered.

"I heard it's because they chose you of all people to poop on," Steven answered, taking a wipe from Megan. "I think it's mostly a joke."

"Oh, okay," Carter nodded.

"If I ever find that pigeon..." Megan grumbled while cleaning the bird poop off her car.

"You'll do what?" Nell asked with a laugh.

"I'll have Carter poop in his house!" Megan declared.

"I think that might be considered animal cruelty," Steven replied as he scrubbed bird poop off Megan's window.

"You have no idea," Nell's eyes widened in horror. "Carter's in a class by himself."

"I don't wanna poop in a bird's nest!" Carter spoke up. "You do it, Mom!"

"Mommies don't poop, everyone knows that," Megan responded confidently.

"Is that true, Carter?" Steven asked.

"Everyone poops!" Carter announced loudly, making Nell and Steven laugh. "Don't you remember that book, Mommy?"

"Yes, thank you so much Auntie Nell for that lovely book," Megan said drolly.

"Yes, Auntie Nell! Thank you!" Carter parroted enthusiastically, making everyone laugh again.

"Steven," Nell began as she kept giggling while Megan stuck her tongue out at her son, "Carter went through a phase where he'd knock on the door whenever someone was in the bathroom and ask them if they were pooping."

"Phase?" Megan snorted. "He did that yesterday."

"I hope you weren't expecting a day of culture?" Nell asked Steven. "Little boys love poop and fart jokes."

"I'm prepared," Steven laughed.

Once the car was clean, Steven sat up front with Megan while Nell and Carter got in the backseat. It was a beautiful day, and the windows were rolled down as the four of them made their way to the Bronx Zoo. Megan parked the car in the Bronx River Lot so they could use the B Gate entrance.

They got out of the car and put on sunscreen. Megan squatted in front of Carter and helped with his before putting a hat on his head to protect him from the sun. Steven wore a hat as well, while Megan and Penelope just put on sunglasses. The two women were stunning with their long hair cascading down their backs.

There were quite a few people walking toward the zoo; some families, a few couples and groups of friends. The four of them blended right in as they headed for the B Gate. Megan had already bought there tickets, and apparently had also booked a penguin encounter for 3:00PM. Armed with paper maps, they entered through the gate just a few minutes after the zoo opened.

"Okay, this way," Megan said, leading them straight.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Nell exclaimed. "We need to go right first."

"What, why?" Megan frowned, looking up from her map. "Everyone knows you should go left first and loop to the right."

"Uh, the giant bird cage we can walk through?" Nell replied, holding up her map with one hand and pointing to a spot on it with the other. "When you're with me, you go play with the birds first. THEN we loop around so that we can see the birds again before we leave. Duh!"

"Aunt Nell likes birds," Carter told Steven.

"I noticed," Steven laughed. "I love them, too."

"After this morning, I have mixed feelings," Megan deadpanned.

"Those were pigeons; rats with wings," Nell argued. "They barely count as birds."

"And it only took a minute to clean your overpriced car," Steven added. "It's not like they damaged it. Birds are beautiful and their chirping can be amazing. My sister used to love to watch and listen to them."

"Used to?" Nell wondered.

"Uh, yeah..." Steven winced, not wanting to talk about it in front of Carter.

"Oh!" Nell gasped when realization dawned on her. "Oh, ah, I'm so sorry."

"What?" Carter wondered.

"Birds first," Megan interjected, distracting her son. "We'll go right to get to the birds then follow the path left."

"Birds first," Steven nodded and smiled.

"And last! Right, Auntie Nell?" Carter spoke up.

"And last!" Nell grinned as she boldly marched down the right path.

The bird exhibit was a massive structure made up of multiple exhibits. It was a popular attraction because it allowed visitors to observe the natural habitats of different birds without any barriers. The plants, lighting, and humidity were all accurate to different habitats around the world.

"You're changing your phone case now?" Steven frowned at Penelope just before they walked inside.

"This case has an external lens," Nell explained as she finished swapping her phone case. "I love taking pictures of birds and I didn't want to carry around a dedicated camera."

"Julie, my sister, used to love taking pictures of birds together with me," Steven smiled at the memories. "I still do sometimes, when I can find time. It makes me feel close to..." he swallowed weakly. "Uh, I thought I was the youngest person who actually bird-watched."

Nell took Steven's hand, squeezing it in quiet sympathy before trying to lighten the mood.

"They're so pretty!" Nell exclaimed excitedly. "And they have the freedom to go anywhere, not held back by anyone's expectations. Plus, nature is so beautiful, and birds are everywhere! They're a part of nature all over the world."

Steven smiled gratefully at Penelope before releasing her hand. Then they continued talking about birds while standing just outside the entrance. They were both smiling as they debated the best way to get good pictures. It was quite an in-depth conversation, and several minutes went by without either of them even realizing.

"Now there's two of them," Megan sighed and shook her head as she remembered previous trips to the zoo with Nell. With a smirk, she took Carter's hand. "C'mon, let's head inside. They'll catch up."

"Okay, Mom!" Carter agreed, letting Megan lead him into the building.

"I keep running out of storage for all my pictures," Nell told Steven with a laugh. "I do keep most of my best shots organized."

"I'd offer to show you some of mine, but I just realized we've been ditched," Steven frowned, noticing Megan and Carter were gone. "Maybe later? I even have one of a mating pair of peregrine falcons."

"You had me at mating," Nell winked and smirked before her face suddenly fell. "Ah, sorry about earlier, about your sister. Megan never mentioned anything."

"It's okay," Steven replied. "Julie had an aneurysm in second grade. I was in fourth. They said. Uh, they said she didn't suffer."

"That's terrible!" Nell gasped, stepping forward to hug him tightly. "I'm so, so sorry."

"Thank you," Steven said, hugging her back. Her blonde hair smelled amazing as it tickled his cheek and nose. "Although, I am curious what Megan did tell you about me."

"A girl has to have some secrets," Nell teased, pecking his cheek before releasing him. She then took his hand. "Let's go!"

Thirty thousand square feet of bird habitats. It was truly an amazing exhibit and all four of them enjoyed it. The bee-eater exhibit was first and Nell was immediately taking pictures. Steven pointed out to Megan that not all pigeons were bad when he saw a Nicobar Pigeon; a beautiful bird with blue and green coloring. Nell was full of fun little facts about birds and was happy to share them. They spotted a maleo, and Penelope quickly explained that the bird used heat from sand or thermal vents to warm their eggs instead of body heat.

Steven had only met Penelope one other time in person. He quickly realized that he liked her personality a lot more when she wasn't at a high-society event. Nell was still a shameless flirt, but she seemed a lot more at ease, like she didn't have to act a certain way. It was strange, Penelope could be so passive around guys, but then she could talk with a confidence on par with Megan.

Watching Megan interact with Carter kept bringing a smile to Steven's face. He had spent time with the heiress outside of work, but it was always refreshing to see beneath her mask of supreme authority and indifference. Penelope and Megan both kept people at a distance, but Steven was enjoying getting to know who they really were. Much like the birds, they were so much more beautiful in their natural state. He never imagined enjoying spending time with such wealthy socialites, and he was shocked that he rarely thought about it while in their company.

"Budgie Landing time!" Carter declared, dragging Megan out of the world of birds.

"The budgies are halfway across the zoo!" Megan argued. "This is so inefficient!"

"I don't care, I love budgies!" Nell grinned. "I had a couple growing up. Remember what I told you, Carter?"

"Budgie is short for budgerigar, also known as the common parakeet," Carter sighed, clearly having heard that quite a few times.

"That's my man!" Nell announced proudly as she took off his hat and mussed up his hair before putting it back on his head.

"I'm impressed," Steven smiled.

"Aunt Nell tells me about them every time we go to the zoo," Carter explained.

"Nell's showing her weirdness, I guess that makes you one of us," Megan told Steven with a laugh.

"One of us, one of us," Nell said in a robotic voice.

"I think I should be scared," Steven laughed.

"Yup!" Carter agreed.

They cut through the center of the zoo, ignoring the tigers, the deer, and all the reptiles. Megan was exasperated, but allowed her son to lead them to the right location. There was already a small line of people waiting to get in. The four of them stood in line to pay to enter.

Each person got a seed stick before entering the enclosure that housed dozens of colorful parakeets. Megan squatted beside Carter and the two of them let budgies land on their seed sticks. Nell took pictures the entire time. Everyone laughed when an all-white budgie landed on Megan's shoulder and became fascinated with her hair. The bird flew off after realizing the silky strands could not be taken for nest material. At least after a couple of painful attempts.

"Birds seem to have a problem with you today," Steven told Megan with a grin on his face.

"Yeah, I've noticed," Megan grumbled, still kneeling beside Carter. "Reminds me of Nell's budgies. They liked sitting on her shoulder. First time I got one of them on my shoulder, it pooped. All down the back of my shirt."

"I remember that," Nell nodded while Carter laughed. "She was mad."

"It was a new top!" Megan reasoned.

Penelope really did seem to have a way with birds. At one point she had three budgies on her seed stick while a fourth sat on her other hand. Steven made sure to get plenty of pictures for her. He also enjoyed the experience, especially when a blue budgie stayed with him for several minutes, even allowing him to lightly pet it.

"I'm surprised you don't still have birds," Steven said a few minutes later, noticing Penelope was out of food but was still able to convince a budgie to stay perched on her finger.

"I actually looked into getting a hyacinth macaw a few years ago," Nell replied while lightly petting the parakeet with the back of one finger. "Big, beautiful, blue birds. And they're so smart!"

"I didn't even know you could own hyacinths," Steven told the blonde while glancing over to watch Megan pointing out a group of budgies to Carter. "They must be expensive."

"I think the one I saw was fifteen thousand dollars for the bird, and the enclosure she would have needed was another six grand," Nell answered. "It would have been worth it. They can live between fifty and seventy-five years. Some even make it to a hundred. She would have been my buddy for the rest of my life."

"What stopped you?" Steven questioned, looking away from Megan and finding himself admiring the soft smile on Penelope's face as she admired the bird on her finger. "I'm guessing your weekly allowance in middle school would have covered it."

"Not quite," Nell laughed softly. "A few things. The enclosure would have been huge and completely impractical to bring with me when traveling. Only so many coffee beans are grown in the states and I have to make trips sometimes."

"Ah, rich people problems," Steven teased.

"Oh, knock it off," Megan called out before turning back to Carter.

"Anyway," Nell continued, ignoring the banter, "they can also be really, really loud. A girl needs her beauty sleep. The biggest reason was probably that they require so much attention to thrive. I just couldn't dedicate the time every day to pay her the attention she would need. It wouldn't have been fair to her."

"Don't some rich people keep pet tigers? You could have figured it out," Steven suggested.

"Our lives aren't like what is portrayed in movies, Steven," Megan interjected again, blushing slightly when he turned and gave her a look. "Well, they aren't EXACTLY like the movies."

"Mommy, can we get a tiger?" Carter asked, looking over at his mother.

"Absolutely not," Megan stated firmly.

"Aw!" the six-year-old pouted.

"To answer your question, Steven," Nell laughed, "that would require paying someone to care for the bird quite often. Then she would have bonded with the other person, not me. No amount of money can replace time."

"I agree completely," Steven nodded, smiling at Penelope.

They played with the budgies a little while longer as they discussed birds as pets. Steven was convinced Nell should get budgies or another bird that was easier to care for. Penelope just laughed and promised she would when she had more time. Traveling a lot for work made things tough. He teased that was just an excuse, and that Nell could do it if she really wanted to.

Megan was holding Carter's shoulders, smiling with him as they both admired the green budgie sitting in his palm. Steven was enjoying getting to know Penelope, and he also loved seeing how great a mom Megan was. At one point, Penelope caught Steven's glance traveling downward to briefly admire Megan's jean-covered butt. She giggled at his blush and raised an eyebrow at him playfully.

The four of them returned to the B Gate and finally started along the path Megan first wanted to travel. Much to her frustration, the Asian jungle also had a handful of tropical bird species. Of course, the dark-haired heiress squealed when she saw the Asian otters. Steven found it adorable the way she pointed at the cute, little animals. The tree kangaroos were a huge hit as well.

Elephants, rhinos, and deer could be seen via the monorail. The African planes were amazing, filled with zebra, giraffes, and even lions. Megan led the group through the Himalayans and by the bear exhibit. The ponds had more birds and Megan thought the tigers were really pretty. Carter was amazed by how big the bison were.

Looping back around, the group spent some time watching the gorillas. Penelope squatted beside Carter to point out the various gorillas. She teased the six-year-old about how they acted a bit like him sometimes. Carter gave as good as he got, pointing out one gorilla and saying it kind of looked like Nell. She gasped in mock-offense before the two of them started tickling each other.

Megan stood beside Steven as they looked through the glass and talked. They discussed how nice the zoo was and Megan expressed her happiness that everyone was getting along so well. Steven was quite charming and said he loved spending time with all three of them. Their conversation flowed naturally as the tuned out the world while moving closer, green eyes locked with blue-gray.

"Mommy, look!" Carter's voice called out, making Steven and Megan both jump. "That one's peeing!"

"That's great, Carter," Megan sighed, giving her son a tight-lipped smile while Steven chuckled. She then put her sunglasses back on, removing those eyes from view.

Next up was a building full of reptiles, which carter found fascinating. A nearby building held various rodents, and Penelope surprisingly resisted heading back into the enclosure with the budgies. Nell chased Carter through the butterfly garden while Megan looped her arm through Steven's so they could enjoy the scenery. He got a nice picture when a colorful butterfly landed on Megan's head.

The pheasant aviary was another amazing experience involving birds. Penelope and Steven both identified the various birds, including magpies and cockatoos. A large plaza held a carousel, and Megan took Carter on it while Steven and Penelope took pictures. Then, at Megan's prodding, Steven and Penelope had a turn, both of them laughing and waving while Megan took a picture. Finally, it was time for lunch.

"Nothing greasy today?" Steven questioned, gesturing at Megan's salad before taking a bite of his burger.

"Nah, it sadly has to be a rare indulgence," Megan replied, shaking her head.

"I don't know how she does it," Nell commented, spearing a few lettuce leaves with her fork. "If I started, I wouldn't be able to stop."

"Do you want a fry, Aunt Nell?" Carter offered, holding a greasy fry in her direction.

"No! Don't tempt me!" Penelope laughed.

"They're delicious," Steven taunted, holding up one of his fries.

"I can't!" Nell shook her head. "A moment on the lips, forever on the hips."

"I'm as skinny as you and I indulge once in awhile," Megan argued.

"You have more self-control than I do," Nell reminded Megan. "One fry now and the next thing I know, I'll be sitting in my car eating a bacon double-cheeseburger!"

"Oh, that sounds delicious," Megan sighed before shaking her head. "Okay, Nell's right. We're talking about something else."

The next topic of conversation was the upcoming penguin encounter. Carter was very excited to meet the penguins and very proud to finally be old enough, since you had to be at least six to participate. Once they finished their meals, Nell led Carter away from the picnic tables so they could practice their penguin waddling.

"You and Nell seem to be getting along," Megan observed while she and Steven watched them.

"Yeah, she's fun," Steven nodded. "I like her even more when she's not trying to be some obedient girl for rich assholes."

"You noticed that, did ya?" Megan smirked.

"Yeah," he said slowly, turning to face Megan. "I like the real you, too, by the way. The one that doesn't need that mask of cold confidence."

"Well, thanks," the heiress giggled before taking a sip of her drink while watching Steven.

"You're welcome," he replied simply. "I'm glad you have such a close friend. At the charity event, it sounded like you two never saw each other."

"Oh, Nell had been out of the country for a few months," Megan explained. "And, yeah, you've helped me realize that I can't always be alone. I've been putting in more effort to hang out with Nell."

"Happy to help," Steven smiled.

"Do I detect some chemistry between you and Penelope?" Megan asked after a few moments of silence.

"Only one way," he laughed lightly. "She's nice. Gorgeous, obviously. Completely out of my league. Plus, I'm probably not in the best place for a relationship at the moment."

"She's out of your league, but you and I are fine?" Megan questioned without a hint of hurt.

"Megan, I'm not even sure how I was asked to WATCH your league, let alone participate in it," Steven snorted.

"Why?" Megan asked simply.

"Sorry?" he frowned in confusion.

"Why am I so out of your league?" she explained. "Because I'm rich and connected and sort of famous? Aren't you the one who talks about everyone being worth a good life? That there's no such thing as marrying up or down? It's all bullshit. You're right. We're all human beings.

"So, if you think it doesn't matter, you must think I do. I only care about money, is that what you're saying? I'd never date someone who's working class? I'll admit I suck at relationships, and Nell has some self-esteem issues of her own. But, I don't think less of you because you didn't go to private school and don't have a yacht. I don't give a shit about any of that."

Intimidating Megan had returned, and Steven was properly chastised. He realized she had a point, he was being a hypocrite. Penelope seemed to believe it was her fate to end up the trophy of some rich asshole, but was that really what she wanted? And Megan wasn't using him, not one bit. She had treated him kindly and showed a genuine attraction. More importantly, she'd shown a genuine friendship. Still, he really hadn't been thinking of his past objections.

"At first, I never thought you'd be interested in me because of your status, yes," he admitted. "I wasn't even thinking about the money thing just now. You two are the most amazing, sexy, supermodel people while also being nice and great to talk to. You're both so smart and accomplished. You should be with a handsome actor with a fancy accent, or someone who's cured cancer, or has changed the world. Not some normal guy who just looks okay."

"Tell me about the sexy part again," she giggled, leaning forward eagerly.

"You know you're gorgeous, Megan," Steven smiled as he admired her pretty face and high cheekbones. "Really, you and Penelope are goddesses descended to the mortal realm. I'm just me."

"I think you're selling yourself short," Megan told him sincerely. "You have a lot to offer. Way more than you realize. Who hurt you so badly you don't realize how much an honest, trustworthy, handsome man is worth?"

Before Steven could respond, Nell and Carter called out to him and Megan to join them. Megan took her sunglasses off before giving him a look that clearly told him their discussion wasn't over. She then got to her feet and offered him her hand so they could explore the area.

"I'm gonna run to the bathroom real quick," Steven said just before they were going to leave the plaza.

"Remember to wash your hands!" Nell teased.

"Thanks for the reminder," Steven chuckled.

"I think I'm gonna go, too," Megan added, glancing at Steven before turning toward Nell. "Why don't you take Carter into the gift shop until we're back? I think I have some cash on me."

"Don't worry about it," Nell insisted while Megan dug through her purse. "I've got it. You two meet us outside the store when you're done."

"Wash your hands, Mommy!" Carter stuck out his tongue while taking Nell's hand.

"Thanks. Both of you," Megan grinned and shook her head.

Steven and Megan walked toward the restrooms as a soft breeze hit them, providing some relief from the heat. Neither of them spoke as they reached the bathrooms in the Cafe. Just as Steven was heading toward the Men's room, Megan suddenly grabbed his elbow and surprised him by dragging him into the family restroom.

"Wha-?" he began in confusion as Megan locked the door. "What are you doing?"

"Don't talk, just listen," she instructed.

Steven just nodded, pressing his lips together.

"You are an amazing person," Megan stated, holding his cheeks in both hands as she looked into his eyes. "Most guys just see Nell and I as trophy fucks. You clearly care about us, which is more than can be said about any rich asshole.

"Now, we don't have a lot of time. It seems like all three of us kind of suck at communication and knowing what we want. That's going to change. Tonight. After Carter goes to bed. You've inspired me to let people in. I'm still angry at Nell for screwing my father years ago, but we're going to talk. And you're going to talk. Got it?"

"Yeah. I'm... yeah. You're right," Steven nodded, knowing she was right.

At least Jane had been honest from the start about what she wanted. He kept pushing and pushing. Megan? She kept people at arm's length and lost herself in work. Penelope? She had her own set of issues when it came to love and sex. Those two idiots from the charity event came to mind. Maybe the three of them could help each other.

"Good. I'm glad that's out of the way," Megan smiled. "Now, I want you to know that what happens next is something I really, really want. Thinking about how awesome you are is the reason this is gonna happen.

"Uh, what's gonna happen?" Steven asked stupidly.

"You figure it out," Megan teased, pulling him into a passionate kiss.

Steven wrapped his arms around Megan, returning her kiss as her body pressed against his. Sadly, time wasn't on their side. Megan soon broke their lip lock and squatted in front of him. Steven looked down in awe as the raven-haired goddess yanked his shorts and boxer briefs to his knees. She then lifted his dick to her lips and immediately started sucking.

Megan moaned happily, looking up at him while she held his thighs and used her mouth to get him fully erect. Once she was satisfied that he was ready, Megan pulled off of him and got to her feet. She then bent forward and placed both her hands on the sink so she could stick out her jean-covered butt.

"Hurry up and fuck me!" Megan hissed.

Shuffling toward her, Steven was unable to form words as he admired Megan's endless legs. He quickly reached around her and unbuttoned her jean shorts so he could slide them down to her knees with her panties. Lining himself up with her slit, Steven pushed forward, a gasp escaping his lips as he relished the feeling of once again being inside Megan Bauer.

"Holy shit," he gasped, looking down at her naked ass as he felt her warm, tight tunnel molding to his dick.

"Fuck me!" Megan begged, staring straight ahead and into the mirror over the sink. "I need it! Fuck me!"

It was quick and dirty sex. Steven held Megan's hips as he pumped her pussy with a steady rhythm. Yet, there was also an intimacy present that neither of them was expecting. They could see each other's faces in the mirror. Megan's eyes were heavy with lust, her teeth were bared as she grunted with each thrust. She was clearly watching the expressions on Steven's face, just like he was watching hers.

"You close?" Steven asked a couple minutes later when he felt the first ripples in her love tunnel.

"Yes!" Megan groaned, her hands gripping the sink tightly. "You?"

"Yeah, almost there," he gasped.

"Cum with me, baby," Megan moaned. "Oh God, you're gonna make me cum. Cum in me. Fill me, cum with me, cum! Oh shit, oh fuck! Oh!"

Steven buried himself balls-deep inside Megan as her pussy started convulsing. Her rippling vaginal muscles triggered his own orgasm, and he grunted loudly as he held her hips tightly while shooting ropes of hot semen into her beautiful body. Megan shuddered as she felt his warm cum coating her insides.

"Wow," Steven gasped, taking a step back so that his softening dick fell out of Megan.

"Agreed," Megan panted as she stood up and turned to face him. "I've been wearing out BOB while thinking about you taking me from behind. That was even better than I thought it'd be."

"That's quite the compliment coming from you," he smiled as he imagined Megan naked in bed. The thought of her playing with herself while thinking of him was almost enough to get him hard again. "Shame I still didn't get to see those amazing tits."

"I guess you'd better keep trying to get me into bed," Megan waggled her eyebrows before shuffling toward the toilet with her jeans and underwear still around her knees. "Hurry up and wash your face, I don't want Nell to get suspicious."

"Okay," Steven nodded, but stayed rooted in place as Megan sat on the toilet.

"Or do you like watching women pee, perv?" she teased with a giggle.

"Right, sorry," he blushed, turning to wash his face so he didn't look sweaty.

Megan finished on the toilet and took her turn at the sink while Steven peed. She then stepped aside so he could quickly wash his hands. The heiress was doing whatever she could to make sure that it didn't look like she'd been fooling around. Fortunately, her hair was still in its amazing waterfall braid and hadn't come undone at all.

"You should go first," she suggested, pecking his lips. "Don't wait for me, just head to the store. I'll meet you in a few minutes."

"Yeah, okay," he nodded.

After making sure he was presentable, Steven left the restroom and shut the door. Fortunately, there was no one around. Well, almost no one. An older woman with a cane was standing a few feet away. She started making her way toward the family restroom once she saw someone had left, assuming it was vacant.

"Uh, there's still someone in there," Steven admitted, his face red. There was a downside to everyone knowing it was an individual restroom.

"Ugh, perverts," the old lady hissed before hobbling off toward the women's room.

Steven's blush faded as he made his way to the front of the store where he found Carter and Penelope waiting. Carter had a penguin stuffed animal that he was holding. Steven smiled as he realized Carter was a very well-behaved kid. Megan's son wasn't spoiled at all and didn't ask for anything. He was happy being outside and spending time with everyone.

"Where's Mom?" Carter asked.

"Still in the bathroom, I think," Steven replied, keeping his face neutral.

"And you didn't wait for her? Some gentleman," Nell teased.

"I was worried Carter might need help babysitting you," Steven shrugged.

"Yes, she's very naughty," Carter nodded. "You can put her in timeout."

"Oh, you are both gonna get it," Nell giggled, squatting to tickle Carter.

Having successfully dodged the question, Steven started laughing and joking with Penelope and Carter while waiting for Megan. When Megan finally started walking toward them, Carter suggested making faces at her. Megan laughed and shook her head while watching the three of them make the most ridiculous face they could.

"Stop, we're in public," Megan rolled her eyes.

"Did you poop, Mommy?" Carter asked.

"None of your business, young man," Megan replied smoothly.

It didn't look like Penelope suspected anything as the four of them made their way to the next attraction. In fact, she was soon cooing over the prairie dogs with Megan, so it seemed everything worked out. Although, Steven found himself wondering if Megan would tell her best friend about them when they talked that night.

That was later; they had animals to see. Carter was impressed with how big porcupines were, and the girls loved the adorable face of the sloth. Steven gave Carter a piggyback ride to help him see over a crowd of people. Both of them were looking at the animals, so Steven didn't notice Megan and Nell give each other a look like their ovaries just went into production. The two women blushed and became very fascinated with the animals.

Steven was distracted as he thought about what had just happened. He was not expecting to have sex. Sure, he and Megan had in the past, but with Penelope and Carter around all day, it wasn't even on his radar. And so soon after Jane? He wasn't sure what to think or how to feel.

He and Megan had a few encounters, and every one was surprising. While Steven definitely felt closer to Megan, there was no doubt there was still a distance between them. At least things weren't awkward. Steven decided to just enjoy the day and see what happened in the future. Even if nothing ever came of it, even if they never had sex again, Steven was very happy to be friends with Megan. And Penelope.

The petting zoo was a lot of fun for everyone. Penelope and Megan loved the miniature donkey. Megan bought food for Cater so he could feed the goats and sheep. There was even an alpaca. Carter erupted into a fit of giggles when the alpaca pooped, his face turning red he was laughing so hard. The six-year-old's reaction caused Penelope and Steven to start laughing as well.

"Carter Bauer!" Megan exclaimed, looking stern.

The three of them stopped giggling as they looked over at Megan. Her hands were on her hips and she had a serious expression on her face. Her son was looking up at her with wide eyes, clearly expecting a scolding for the constant poop humor.

Then Megan's face broke into a smile before she blew a huge raspberry. Carter squealed with laughter as Megan proceeded to chase him around Steven and Penelope while making farting noises with her mouth. Soon, Carter was laughing so hard he could barely run. Megan caught up to him and smothered him in hugs and kisses.

After the petting zoo, the four of them headed to their penguin encounter. It wasn't just Carter who loved tossing small fish to the adorable penguins. Carter was a smart kid, asking insightful questions about the penguins and listening intently to the zookeeper.

Next stop was the dinosaur exhibit. They had life-sized animatronic dinosaurs that could open their mouths and roar. Megan got photos of Carter walking through a giant rib cage and posing in front of dinosaur eggs. Penelope helped him dig in the sand for fake fossils. Guides were around to answer questions about how the prehistoric creatures lived.

"Mommy?" Carter asked after a guide showed the group a model of a tyrannosaurus tooth.

"Yes, honey?" Megan replied, holding his hand.

"How old were you when the dinosaurs went extinct?" Carter questioned with a big grin.

"Funny, you're a funny guy," Megan said sarcastically.

"You know, Carter, Steven's even older than Megan," Nell pointed out. She then leaned in so she could whisper to him conspiratorially. "He's almost thirty!"

"Wow!" Carter gasped, his eyes wide. "That's ancient!"

"Thank you, Carter," Steven deadpanned while the girls laughed.

"When do you turn thirty?" Carter asked, looking up at Steven. His eyes were identical to Megan's, a blue-gray that reminded him of ice.

"January first," Steven answered as the four of them left the dinosaur exhibit.

"You were born on New Year's?" Nell commented with interest.

"I was," Steven confirmed with a nod. "I always have my birthday off. Although, for this year's, I was anxious about meeting with the new boss."

"Aw, nervous about meeting me?" Megan giggled. "Am I that scary?"

"Yes," Carter spoke up, making Nell laugh.

"I was scared people would be losing their jobs," Steven explained. "But Carter is right, you're very intimidating."

"Is everyone at the office scared of her?" Nell asked.

"She's nice, but she just has this commanding presence," Steven said. "To steal from Carter, everyone can just tell she'd put them in timeout if they misbehave."

"I hate timeout!" Carter grumbled.

"You rarely need one, you're a polite young man," Megan smiled proudly.

"Can we go see the birds again before we leave?" Carter asked.

"Yes, we can!" Nell announced, making the others laugh.

The four of them explored the bird exhibit one last time, leaving the zoo just a few minutes before closing. They talked about their zoo experience while Megan drove them to a family restaurant. The group was seated quickly, and they soon had drinks and complimentary bread while they looked at the menu.

"How's your summer vacation going so far?" Steven asked Carter.

"Good!" the six-year-old replied with a grin. "I like school, but summer is fun."

"And his school does have some day programs during the break," Megan interjected.

"It's a private school?" Steven asked.

"Yeah, you're not starting on that, are you?" Megan raised an eyebrow.

"No, not at all!" Steven laughed. "I was just wondering."

"I like the summer camp. They have fun games on the playground," Carter smiled.

"That sounds nice," Steven smiled. "I went to one of those when I was in elementary school."

"Steven does have a point about private school," Nell suddenly spoke up.

"Oh yeah?" Megan questioned.

"In some ways it doesn't prepare you for real life. You know, outside your safe bubble made of cash?" Nell shrugged. "It makes some people naive and others entitled. Remember the girl who had never seen toilet paper?"

"Uh, what?" Steven mumbled, shocked.

"How did she not know what toilet paper was?" Carter asked, clearly very interested.

"Do rich people not sh- ah, poop?" Steven winced slightly.

"Nice save," Megan snorted.

"Better than yours, miss 'fun pigeons.'" Steven countered.

"Pigeons are fun!" Carter laughed. "I like the sounds they make."

"To answer your question, Steven," Nell said with a giggle, "at home they used moist cloths instead. They'd toss them in a bin after for employees to wash."

"What a, ah, poop job," Steven rolled his eyes.

"Carter, what's the rule?" Megan asked, looking at her son.

"No talking about farts or poop at the table," Carter sighed.

"Nell brought it up," Steven mumbled.

"Don't throw me under the bus," Nell stuck out her tongue.

The waiter soon arrived to take their orders. Megan and Penelope both ordered chicken dishes while Steven got a steak. Carter wanted macaroni and cheese from the kid's menu. It didn't take long for their food to come out, and they were soon chatting over a pleasant meal.

It had been a long day, so no one was surprised when Carter fell asleep in the car on the ride back. Megan parked the car and Steven picked up the sleeping Carter so he could carry him inside. Penelope and Megan carried everything else. As Steven walked through the house, he couldn't help but wonder about the future, about carrying his own child inside after a family day out.

"I wasn't sleeping!" Carter announced when Steven laid the six-year-old down on his bed.

"Of course not," Steven replied smoothly.

"He was just fake-snoring," Nell teased.

"Aunt Nell!" Carter whined.

"I think someone needs to go to bed early tonight," Megan observed.

"Do I have to?" Carter asked with a yawn.

"Yes, you're overtired," Megan stated before turning toward the other two. "Why don't you two relax downstairs while I get him ready for bed?"

"Wait!" Carter exclaimed, sitting up. "I wanna show Steven my fish!"

"Okay, make it quick," Megan smiled.

"Oh yeah, I heard about Kevin," Steven winced as he watched Carter get up and walk over to the large aquarium with its own hutch.

"This is Henrietta!" Carter announced, pointing to the top of the tank where there was a deep violet Siamese fighting fish with a large, flowing tail.

"That is quite the name!" Steven chuckled as he watched the fish. The tank was quite large and densely decorated with numerous plants, rocks, and even a small castle. "Where did you come up with that one?"

"I don't know," Carter shrugged. "I like watching her swim around the big tank."

"I'm glad you got a nice, big tank for her," Steven nodded. He noticed Henrietta was far from the only fish in the tank. "She has plenty of room to swim."

"Kevin was alone in here," Carter continued. "I was worried he was lonely, but Mommy said betta fish are mean to each other."

"They are," Steven agreed. "I only knew them as fighting fish when I was your age. They can get along with certain other fish, but you have to be careful."

"When we went to get her, Mommy asked if any other fish could stay in the tank so Henrietta wouldn't have to be alone," the six-year-old excitedly explained as he pointed toward a school of small, colorful fish. "These are neon tetras and I have twelve of them!"

"That's a lot of fish," Steven laughed. "I'm glad they all have enough room."

"It's a big tank! It's-" Carter frowned before looking over at Megan. "How big is it?"

"Seventy-five gallons," Megan answered.

"It's seventy-five gallons," Carter told Steven. "A lot of these plants are real now so Henrietta can have her own space. The tetras all swim together. Oh! I have snails and shrimp, too!"

Steven didn't notice Megan and Penelope exchange a look while watching him and Carter. Both women were smiling as Carter happily pointed out the various species in the tank. The heiresses weren't great with relationships, but they could both tell he was a great guy. Penelope was realizing that none of the guys in her circle were so sweet and caring. Not even close.

"Looks like you have a pleco, too," Steven observed, gesturing toward the bottom feeder.

"Yeah!" Carter exclaimed. "He eats poop!"

"I, ah, I think he mainly eats algae," Steven laughed while the women giggled. "But, yeah, he can eat poop, too."

"On that note, I think it's time for bed," Megan giggled, walking up to Carter and rubbing his back. "C'mon, bud."

"Fine," Carter grumbled.

"Goodnight, Carter," Steven smiled, offering a high-five.

"Night!" Carter replied, slapping Steven's hand with his own.

Penelope hugged Carter goodnight before leaving the room with Steven. The two of them went into separate guest rooms to change. Steven put on lounge pants and a blue t-shirt before heading down to the massive living room. Nell soon entered the living room in a pair of gray sweatpants and a black t-shirt while carrying a couple bottles of wine and three glasses. Her sunny blonde hair was no longer braided, instead falling freely down to the small of her back.

"It's been a long day; time to drink!" she declared, sitting down beside Steven.

"Not gonna wait for Megan?" Steven asked while Nell poured two glasses. He felt heat rising to his cheeks when he realized she wasn't wearing a bra.

"Hell, no," Penelope laughed, handing him a glass. "Megan and Carter have a long bedtime routine. He'll read a bit out loud, then she'll read to him."

"That's really sweet," Steven commented as he accepted the wine glass from Nell. The two of them then clinked glasses and each took a sip.

"Megan's a great mom," Nell smiled, setting her glass on the table. "I wish I had been around more when Carter was a baby. I wish I had been a better friend."

"I thought you changed Carter's diapers?" he asked carefully before taking another sip of wine.

"Yeah, I did," Nell sighed, biting her lip sadly. "I also left Megan alone while I went to parties. And I partied a lot."

"Carter isn't your son," Steven reasoned. "You couldn't be expected to give up your college life."

"No, but I could have done better," Nell insisted. "I could have watched Carter while Megan needed to study. Instead, I went to a frat party and let guys do body shots off me."

"Didn't you need to study?" Steven asked with a raised brow.

"C's get degrees. Or maybe it's 'D' stands for 'degree,'" Penelope shrugged, picking up her glass to take another sip, sighing. "I did study. Plus, Megan had a nanny. I don't know. Maybe I'm overthinking, but I just hate that there's been this wall up between Megan and I ever since high school."

Steven didn't say anything, instead choosing to sit quietly while Penelope downed her first glass of wine and poured herself a second. He knew Nell was talking about her sleeping with Theodore Bauer. After all these years, the girls still hadn't really dealt with it. Steven knew better than anyone how unresolved issues could fester. Hopefully they could finally talk about it.

"Sorry for dumping that on you," Nell laughed nervously.

"No problem at all," Steven smiled. "I'm just surprised you two never really talked about this."

"We did have a huge fight in high school," Penelope admitted. "Then we kind of dropped it. Neither of us is very good at resolving issues. We just push them down."

"Sounds healthy," he replied sarcastically.

"Well, whatever," Nell giggled, sticking out her tongue as she brushed her hair behind her ears. "I think you have pictures to show me."

"Yes," Steven nodded. "Yes, I do."

Penelope slid closer to Steven, sipping on her wine as he showed her the various images on his phone. He had quite a few amazing shots of local birds, and he even showed her some old ones with his sister. Nell soon took out her own phone so they could compare pictures while talking about how fun the zoo had been.

"You're really good with Carter, by the way," Nell commented before finishing her second glass of wine.

"Thanks, he's a great kid," Steven said.

"Ever think about having a couple of your own?" she wondered while pouring the rest of the bottle into her glass.

"Someday," he admitted softly. "Hopefully in the not-too-distant future. You?"

"Oh, definitely!" Penelope nodded excitedly. "I didn't care too much until Carter, but seeing Megan's face when she looked at that little baby? Yeah, I wanna feel that love."

"I'm sure it's amazing," Steven smiled, taking a sip of his own wine.

"It didn't seem real at first," Nell continued. "I mean, I knew Megan was pregnant, but I guess I didn't realize just how incredible it would be when she actually had the baby. I remember the first time holding him, he was so beautiful. Fuck, I'd do anything for that kid."

"My friends Leslie and Conner are expecting," he replied. "Conner was stunned when he found out he was having a son. I'm sure that won't even compare to when Conner finally meets him."

"I hope he's prepared for an emotional mamma," Nell smiled. "You should have seen Megan. She was crying into my shoulder, just sobbing uncontrollably."

"I'm sure you'll be the same when you become a mother," Steven smirked as Nell took a swig of wine.

"I'll be blubbering, I know. And not in a cute way. Full, ugly-girl crying," Nell agreed. "Even if I got pregnant now, Carter is already six. I just hope Megan gets knocked up around when I do. Raising our babies at the same time was something we used to talk about. I miss that closeness."

"You two seem pretty close," Steven responded, distracted by Nell's shoulder was touching his.

"I guess," Penelope mused. "It's just, I don't know. We don't talk like we used to. We used to be like sisters. We shared everything. Now, some of the openness is gone. Fuck, I never even got her to tell me who Carter's father is."

"It's funny you mention it," he began. "Weird funny. Megan told me earlier that she missed the closeness you two had. She also said something about us all talking tonight."

"I know, she told me," Nell giggled before taking another sip.

"And here I was wondering if I should tell you," Steven chuckled. "You already knew."

"It's what I do," the blonde heiress winked at him over the top of her glass. "I know things and I drink. That, and fuck like a goddess."

Steven choked on his wine, trying not to reward Nell with the perfectly timed spit-take she had tried to set up. Penelope rubbed his back while he tried getting the wine down his throat. She was laughing so hard her face was turning red. It took a couple minutes for them both to catch their breath.

"I wasn't expecting that," he admitted, taking another sip.

"You know I'm a flirt," Nell laughed, playfully touching his shoulder before sipping her wine. "And pretty girls must flirt with you all the time."

"It happens once in a while," Steven smirked. "But, not usually with women who are drop-dead gorgeous. Or so tall."

"Mm, you're not so bad yourself," Nell purred, reaching up to brush her fingertips along his close-cropped beard. "Nice face, nice body, love the eyes. You have a lot going for ya, shorty."

"I may be short, but I can still give you a few inches," he countered quickly.

"Oh, I bet you could," she husked, and Steven realized she was already a little tipsy. "Thanks for finally flirting back. I guess we're friends now."

"Of course we're friends," Steven smiled.

"Okay, okay!" Nell nodded excitedly, taking another sip of wine before continuing. "So, you need to knock up a chick, then, then all our kids can have play dates!"

"I have to find a woman who wants to have kids with me first," he pointed out.

"Right," she frowned, pointing at him with the hand holding her wine glass. "Hm, maybe Megan's ovulating?" Nell suggested, turning her head to look over her shoulder at the staircase. "Hey, Megan!"

"I think you're drunk, Penelope," Steven laughed.

"I'm not drunk," she rolled her eyes, leaning back on the couch. "I'm relaxed and feeling great. You should try it."

"I am relaxed!" he argued.

"No, you're not," Nell giggled and shook her head. "You're tense and you're still not comfortable enough with me. I'm not dumb, I saw you. Go ahead, check me out. Enjoy!" she gestured with both hands to her body.

"I'm not checking you out," he blushed, making sure to keep his eyes away from her chest.

"Don't lie to me, I can always tell," she waggled her eyebrows. "Megs is right; you're a fucking amazing guy, but you need to loosen up a bit."

"Really? From Megan?" Steven gave Nell a look. "She's as uptight and proper as they come."

"Okay, I can't argue with that," Nell laughed, finishing her third glass and placing it on the table. "I know, let's help you relax." The tall blonde scooted back on the couch and stretched out her long left leg while her right rested on the floor. "C'mere," she instructed, gesturing with both hands.

"What? What for?" he frowned.

"You need one of Penelope Miller's famous back rubs," Nell declared. "Nope, no being shy and reserved. Here, you can even rest your back against my tits when I work on your shoulders. C'mon. Scooch!"

With a bemused smirk, Steven set his wine glass down and turned sideways on the couch. He pushed himself backward until Penelope could reach him. Her touch was indescribable. In a matter of seconds, Nell was easing muscles Steven didn't even know he had.

"Oh, wow," Steven gasped, tossing his head back as he let out an involuntary moan.

"I know, right?" she giggled proudly while her hands continued to work their magic. "Give me ten minutes and I promise you'll feel like you don't have bones."

"Fuck, I think I'm there already," he groaned, his eyes closed as he enjoyed the greatest massage of his life. "Oh God, that feels amazing, Nell."

"Mm, good, say my name," Nell husked, gently pulling his shoulders so his back pressed against her chest. Her large breasts squished against him as Nell leaned forward so her hot breath would caress his ear. "I know lots of ways to make you feel things you never thought possible. Your safe word is 'pineapple.'"

"Oh, God," Steven stammered, feeling a tightness in his lounge pants.

"And you're getting tense again, oops!" the seductress laughed while rubbing his shoulders. "I'll keep the sexy talk to myself for now, you just relax and enjoy."

It only took a few minutes for Steven to be the most relaxed he had ever been in his entire life. He felt like he was floating as Penelope's skillful hands melted away all his stress. Steven knew he was probably moaning and drooling, but he didn't care. He had discovered what true bliss felt like.

"That was... wow," Steven sighed, sitting up. "Just, wow."

"Thank you!" Nell giggled, wrapping an arm around his shoulders as she leaned in and pecked his cheek. "And now that you're comfortable with me, it's time to spill it."

"Spill what?" he frowned in confusion.

"I saw that look when you mentioned finding a woman to have kids with," Nell explained. "So, spit it out; what's going on in that handsome little head of yours?"

"It's just..." Steven trailed off, gathering his strength. "I hear what a great guy I am, but no woman wants anything long term. First Addison, then Jane. I've gone on other dates, but those were even shorter relationships, if you can call them that. I know that's only a few women, but it feels like a pattern. I guess I just thought I'd be a father by now."

"Oh, Steven. I thought I'd be married by now, so I understand," Nell nodded, making a mental note to ask about Addison later. "Dad wanted me to find a rich guy, be his trophy, and then my husband would take over the company while I spit out heirs to the empire. But, those guys are just so fucking stupid and entitled."

"Yeah, just a bit," Steven laughed lightly. "They aren't anywhere near good enough for you. And your father is wrong, you are so much more than someone's trophy. Smart, kind, interesting..."

"You can say beautiful, I don't mind. But, thank you," she smiled. "So, instead of becoming a trophy, I spread my legs for whoever asked. I got to have sex, and I could keep them from trying for anything serious. I guess it's true; too much sex is just as big a sign of intimacy issues as too little."

"I've heard that before," he nodded. "Ah, you know Megan and I have flirted a bit. Okay, a lot. At first I figured she'd never be interested because she's, well, rich and, well, Megan. Then I realized I was judging her because of my own issues with people with more money than humanity."

"She's not like that," Nell insisted.

"I know that now," Steven sighed. "Still, she's the boss and being with her... It isn't a good idea. Even if she wanted, well, it just won't work. I know I'm not that old, but I'll be thirty soon." he took a drink to gather his thoughts. "I've just been thinking about the future and where I want to end up. I'm the sort that craves the stability and intimacy of settling down. I thought that's what most women wanted? Finding the right one just hasn't worked out, I guess."

"Maybe you have found the right woman and just haven't realized it," she suggested.

"Maybe..." Steven trailed off, thinking about Megan. Then Jane. Then Megan and Jane. "Maybe I just need to get out of my head and live in the moment."

"My thoughts exactly," Nell whispered as Steven set his wine glass back down.

Steven had no time to react before Penelope threw a leg over his waist and sat in his lap. Her hands rested on his shoulders as she looked at him with her baby blue eyes. Sliding her hands up to cup his face, Nell swooped in with a passionate growl.

"Mmph!" Steven tried to talk, but it was a difficult task to accomplish with another person's tongue in his mouth.

"Mm," Nell moaned, her fingers caressing his cheeks as they kissed.

"Wait, wait!" he managed to stammer, his hands on her shoulders.

"What? What's wrong?" she gasped, her long hair tickling his face.

"I don't think, ah, I mean, we shouldn't, we can't..." Steven winced.

"Mm, it feels like you definitely can," Nell purred, grinding her crotch against his bulge.

"He doesn't get a vote," he replied, blushing slightly.

"Well, this has never happened to me before," Penelope giggled, climbing out of his lap to sit on the cushion beside him. "Usually I'd have my tits out by now."

"I want to. Believe me, I want to," Steven swallowed as his eyes ran along Nell's body. "You are fucking gorgeous. Possibly my brain, and definitely my penis are going to hate me for this tomorrow."

"I know," Nell smiled as she pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them while resting her chin on them. "I look even better naked."

"I believe you," he laughed nervously. "You're great, Nell. Seriously. Really great. It's just that, well, with how things have been lately, I don't think casual sex is best. You said yourself you use easy sex to keep things from becoming serious. If we were going to do this, I'd want it to mean something. I'm sorry. I just. I want more. Plus, you're definitely a little drunk. I'm sorry."

"Sorry? You're sorry?" she snorted in bemusement. "Fuck... First of all, I think all my eggs just woke up at once. Second, you have to be the first guy I've ever met to turn down sex. And turn it down because they wanted a relationship."

"I guess I should consider that a compliment?" Steven smiled.

"Yes, you should. You are amazing. I can't even find the words. Fuck. I think I love you," Nell giggled. "Okay, I don't, but I could. Maybe. I really wish I had kept that thought to myself."

"I'll pretend I didn't hear it," he promised.

"There you go again, being amazing," she sighed, looking incredibly vulnerable.

"I can't help it, it just comes naturally," Steven teased.

This was the version of Penelope that Steven found most attractive. Not the sex kitten, or the posh heiress. The woman, the person, with all her insecurities showing to someone she trusted.

"You decided you're not putting out, so stop making me wet," Nell grumbled, reaching out to turn his face so she could peck his lips.

"Sorry," he smirked as Nell rested her chin on her knees again.

The two of them talked for a few more minutes until Megan finally made her appearance. The raven-haired goddess was wearing pink satin pajama shorts and a pink t-shirt. Her hair was unbounded and fell down her back. Steven immediately noticed that, like Penelope, Megan wasn't wearing a bra. The shorts left her endless legs on display, and he felt his lust once again resurfacing.

"Did I miss anything?" Megan asked, looking at them suspiciously.

"Nell and I were just talking," Steven replied, looking a little skittish. "It got a little heated, but it's all good."

"Hm, well she's on a couch with a guy and her shirt's still on, so that's new," Megan teased as she approached the table.

"Whatever. Pour your own wine," Nell rolled her eyes. "Oh, and we'll need more."

"You already polished off a bottle?" Megan shook her head as Nell stood up.

"Still my first glass," Steven said while Megan opened a new bottle and took Nell's vacated seat.

"I guess you and I have some catching up to do," Megan giggled, taking a sip while Nell disappeared to get more wine.

"I should not get drunk tonight," he smiled.

"I might have to if I'm finally gonna tell Nell everything," Megan sighed as she made herself comfortable.

"It'll be tough at first, but you'll feel better after," Steven assured her, finally finishing his first glass. "You were upstairs for awhile, did Carter have trouble falling asleep?"

"No, he actually fell asleep not long after I started reading to him," Megan answered. "We were cuddling and I had to try getting away without waking him. Usually that kid is out cold, but he kept pulling me closer."

"Aw, that's really sweet," he smiled.

"It was, and I stayed longer than I needed to," Megan admitted, taking another sip. "But, I eventually tucked him in and went to change. Fuck, it felt good to finally take my bra off."

"I've heard that can be the best part of the day," Steven laughed.

"Yes!" Megan exclaimed, nodding enthusiastically. "Especially after a long, hot day outside. Under boob sweat sucks."

"Ball sweat isn't fun either," he pointed out.

"For the guy or the girl," Megan crinkled her nose. "No woman wants to suck on a stinky penis."

"Blowjobs are amazing, so the least the guy can do is keep himself clean down there," Steven agreed.

"Blowjobs are fun for girls, too," Megan mused. "I like feeling a hard dick throbbing in my throat."

"T-that's good," he stammered, remembering Megan's oral skills. "I never did get to return the favor."

"Well, don't worry; I practice good hygiene," Megan laughed. "I just had to hold up a tit to wash underneath it. Then I switched to the other tit."

"I honestly don't know if I'm turned on or not," Steven commented, nodding slowly.

"So, you don't want to finally see my girls in person?" she waggled her eyebrows.

"I didn't say that," he quickly responded.

"I'm back!" Nell announced, returning to the living room with three bottles of wine. "What are we talking about?"

"Blowjobs and boob sweat," Megan answered.

"Oh, I think I have that album," Nell snorted as she placed the bottles on the coffee table. "Female led old school country, right? Scoot over, Megs."

"Three more bottles?" Megan questioned with a raised brow while sitting closer to Steven to make room. "How much are you planning on drinking tonight?"

"You want to have a heartfelt talk, that requires a drunk Penelope," Nell responded primly.

"Does it?" Steven asked. "I mean, do you really wanna get more emotional? Maybe just stay sober and have an honest conversation."

"We're going to be rehashing the biggest fight I've ever had," Nell stated, pouring her fourth glass. "I stand by my previous statement; Penelope needs to be wasted."

"Penelope needs to stop referring to herself in the third person," Megan interjected, holding her own wine glass, "or Megan is going to kick her in the box."

"No need to get snippy," Nell giggled. "Fine, no jokes. Seriously, how do we start?"

"Maybe we should start slow, just get to know each other," Steven suggested.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Penelope," Nell said, offering her hand to Megan.

"Megan," Megan replied, shaking the blonde's hand. "For some reason I feel like I know you already."

"Sarcasm isn't going to get us anywhere," Steven rolled his eyes.

"It got me to the Sarcasm World Championship of 2022 in Paris," Nell responded without missing a beat.

"You and Theo would get along," he sighed while both girls erupted into a fit of giggles.

"Well, if you can't take a joke, how about ya tell us about Addison?" Nell suggested.

"I guess I walked right into that one," Steven grumbled.

"Who's Addison?" Megan asked curiously.

Steven sighed, opened one of the bottles of wine, and drank directly from the bottle.

"That's what I'm talking about," Nell agreed, taking the bottle from him and drinking deeply.

"My college girlfriend," he answered reluctantly. "Kind of."

"How was she 'kind of' your girlfriend?" Nell wondered.

"We met at Freshman orientation and hit it off," Steven explained. "We had a lot of the same classes and ended up studying together. She lived at home and her parents worked a lot, so we used her place."

"Okay..." Megan prodded gently.

"We got really close and had a lot of long, deep talks," Steven continued. "She and I hung out all the time, watched movies and cuddled. Eventually it led to kissing, sex. Ah, she was, um, my first."

"I'm guessing things didn't end well?" Nell replied, leaning forward to look around Megan.

"It did not," he confirmed. "We were together, she called me her boyfriend, and it was great. Then she met a guy she said she wanted to get serious with. We were just 'having fun' according to her, and she saw a future with the other guy."

"Ouch," Nell winced.

"I'm so sorry, Steven," Megan said, reaching out to squeeze his thigh. "First Addison, then Jane didn't want anything serious, and now Nell and I have been flirting with you a lot. Sorry."

"I've enjoyed the flirting," Steven smiled, placing his hand on top of Megan's.

"Good," Megan nodded.

"What about the rest of college?" Nell inquired. "I'm sure my body count is higher than yours, but I doubt Addison was the only one before this Jane girl."

"I had a few other short-term relationships," he sighed. "Two in college and one a few years ago."

"So, that's five," Nell let out a breath. "Wow, my number is way bigger than yours."

"Six," Megan interjected.

"Sorry?" Nell frowned, looking at her best friend.

"There was one other in there that Steven didn't mention," Megan explained.

"How do you- oh. Oh!" Nell grinned widely. "So, you two already did the nasty? Why didn't you tell me?!"

"I should have," Megan admitted. "Sorry, I really do want us to talk like we used to."

"Okay, okay, so, talk!" Nell insisted. "When did this happen?"

"After the charity event," Steven interjected while Megan sipped her wine.

"Then there was one blowjob," Megan added. "Oh, and we kind of hooked up in the family restroom today."

"You had me watch your kid so you could sneak off and get some dick?" Nell frowned before smiling and holding her hand up. "That's my girl! Don't leave me hanging."

"Thanks," Megan smiled, reluctantly giving Nell a high-five while blushing.

"So, how was he?" Nell asked, leaning in conspiratorially.

"Penelope!" Megan hissed. "You shouldn't ask that."

"Fine, fine," Nell rolled her eyes before looking over at Steven. "So, how was she?"

"Amazing," Steven smiled, looking at Megan affectionately. "Although, I'm sad I still haven't gotten to see her boobs."

"How's that work?" Nell frowned.

"I just took my bottoms off both times," Megan told her. "It's turned into a running joke. But, he has seen them. He watched the sex tape."

"That was quite the performance, Megs," Nell waggled her eyebrows.

"Oh, shut up," Megan snorted. "You're the one who pulled a guy's cock out right in front of me and started sucking."

"Wasn't there also a blowjob contest?" Steven asked. "I know Nell mentioned one."

"Yeah, but we put our heads under the covers to suck the guys," Megan explained.

"No one made Megan show off the cum in her mouth after," Nell teased.

"You absolutely did!" Megan gasped. "You said the winner had to show proof!"

"That's true, I did," Nell said proudly.

"Enough embarrassing stories about us; your turn, Steven," Megan smirked, leaning over to peck his cheek. "Tell us something dirty."

"Uh, Addison gave me a blowjob in a stairwell between classes," Steven shrugged. "Another time, we had sex at the beach in a changing stall."

"Not bad, not bad," Nell nodded. "I feel like I have a pretty good picture of the story of Steven. Now, I think it's time for my girl to open up."

"I already told you I slept with Steven!" Megan exclaimed.

"Well, there's more I want to know," Nell stated firmly. "Start by telling him some more about you. He told us about his first."

"Fine, but then we're talking about your first," Megan gave Nell a look before taking a big sip of wine. "Guys find me intimidating, so I didn't have a boyfriend until senior year. His name was Preston and he was the captain of the debate team."

"Rich guy at a private school who's name is Preston," Steven nodded. "Sounds..."

"Sounds like a guy who's gonna rub against my labia for thirty seconds and then ask if I came," Nell snorted. "Yeah, I came; to the wrong place."

"He wasn't that bad!" Megan laughed.

"Duh, 'what's a clitoris?'" Nell made a dopey face as she mocked the guy.

"Okay, that's fair," Megan winced. "Seems like guys either don't understand what a clit is, or they think relentlessly attacking it is the way to go."

"Fuck, that's so true!" Nell lamented. "One guy was eating me out in the back seat of his car. He was sucking the life out of my clit, I thought he was gonna bite the damn thing off. I faked an orgasm and got the hell out of there."

"I love going down on a woman," Steven commented, silently lamenting that Jane never wanted him to.

"I'll remember that," Megan winked, downing the last of her first glass.

"Mm, perhaps I will, too," Nell giggled while Megan poured her second glass.

"Anyway, Preston," Megan continued. "We did all the usual things inexperienced eighteen-year-old teens do. He played with my tits and fingered me. I gave him handjobs and blowjobs. He went down on me eventually, but I didn't want him to be my first. So, he convinced me anal sex didn't count."

"Smart man," Nell nodded in approval.

"Where's Preston now?" Steven wondered.

"Uh, he's engaged, I think?" Megan frowned. "Other than that, not really sure. Just the usual high society life. I haven't talked to him in ages."

"They broke up before he could pop that cherry," Nell interjected. "It was Steven Thomson who got to plant the first flag."

"Nice way to put it," Megan shook her head.

"Yeah, well, I'm still mad at you for going out of your way to trick me into believing Thomson isn't Carter's father," Nell snapped, glaring at Megan angrily.

"You know?" Steven gasped while Megan's eyes widened.

"You know?!" Penelope exclaimed, turning toward Megan. "You told him and not me? What the fuck, Megan?!"

"So, ah, when I decided to give Steven Thomson my virginity, I, ah, well," Megan stammered. "I didn't want there to be anything between us, no condom, nothing. And I wasn't on the pill. You two are the only ones who know. Though, I'm not sure how you figured it out..."

"You lied about when you got knocked up," Nell grumbled, setting down her wine glass and crossing her arms over her chest. "You were in Europe partying with your friends when you found out you were pregnant. I'm not an idiot. You weren't nearly as smooth at avoiding alcohol as you thought you were."

"Oh," Megan mumbled. "I, well, I just... I was mad! I was still mad at you for spreading your legs for my father! I didn't want to deal with anyone knowing and it was just easier to screw with the dates and, ah, yeah..."

"Thanks for finally admitting who the father of your six-year-old is," Nell replied sarcastically. "Looks like you have a type."

"Smart, handsome, kind guys named Steven is a type?" Megan giggled, glancing toward Steven. "He and I actually talked about that."

"I'm just glad I don't go by my middle name," Steven chuckled, trying to lighten the mood.

"What is your middle name?" Megan asked, eager to change topics. "Your file just has 'A' as your middle initial."

"Augustus," Steven said with a straight face.

"What?!" both women exclaimed.

"Nah, it's Allan," Steven smirked. "But, Augustus sounds more impressive, right?"

"Allan is kind of lame," Nell acknowledged when she stopped laughing.

"Oh? And what's your middle name? Lynn or Marie?" Steven challenged.

Nell mumbled something intelligible into her wine glass while holding it in front of her face.

"Sorry, I couldn't quite hear that?" Steven probed.

"It's Annmarie," Nell sighed. "Fuck, my parents suck."

"Penelope Annmarie Miller," Megan giggled. "Yeah, they really hate you."

"What's wrong with 'Penelope?'" Steven asked.

"I sound stuck-up!" Nell whined.

"Stuck-up bitch says what?" Megan said quickly.

"What?" Nell frowned.

"Got ya!" Megan declared as Steven burst out laughing.

Both women started giggling uncontrollably, their faces turning red as they struggled to breathe. They even placed their wine glasses on the table to make sure they didn't drop them. The tension in the room noticeably lessened, and it was obvious that Megan admitting the truth about Carter's father had been a really great thing for the two ladies.

"Okay, bitch," Nell began, "how about we tell Steven what your middle name is?"

"N-no, thank you," Megan bit her lower lip.

"I can probably find it online," Steven reasoned. "You're semi-famous, there are entire articles and web pages about you."

"You don't need the internet! It's E-mmpph!" Nell's spilling of a tragic middle name was interrupted by Megan placing her hand over the blonde's mouth.

Penelope tried prying Megan's hand away, and Megan responded by tackling Nell sideways on the couch. Steven watched the two of them wrestle, each resorting to tickling to try and get the upper hand. Middle names were not what was entering Steven's thoughts in the slightest as Megan pulled back slightly, basically putting her ass in his face.

"Ow!" Steven exclaimed when Nell's foot kicked out, hitting him in the side.

"You okay?" Megan looked over her shoulder to ask.

"Her middle name is Esther!" Nell took the opportunity to shout.

"Penelope!" Megan hissed angrily.

"Megan Esther Bauer? It's cute!" Steven insisted.

"It makes me sound like a spinster," Megan insisted, returning to the middle cushion so Nell could sit up.

"Rich people really love their old names, don't they?" Steven teased.

"We do!" Nell laughed, brushing back her hair before looking at Megan. "So, when are you gonna tell the other Steven he has a son?"

"When I'm ready," Megan mumbled, reaching for her wine glass. "And way to kill the mood."

"He deserves the chance to get to know his son," Nell pointed out. "Before, you know, you have to pull him aside and let him know the name of the woman his son is marrying."

"Don't be ridiculous," Megan retorted while Steven snorted in laughter.

"I did convince her to reach out to him," he interjected.

"How'd that go?" Nell asked.

"Very well," Megan nodded. "I've actually been talking with his daughter more than him. Kayla's a sweetheart. I even made sure to send her a picture of Carter. Even if Kayla doesn't know he's her half-brother, I'm glad she's seen him."

"That's something, at least," Penelope relented. "But, he should still know everything."

"He's dealing with a lot right now," Megan shrugged. "I don't wanna betray any confidences, but his daughter is really going through a tough time."

"I think we're all making a lot of progress," Steven observed.

"Right," Megan nodded, pressing her lips together as she turned toward Penelope. "So, why did you have sex with my father?"

"I already told you that after it happened," Nell sighed. "I grew up being told I had to be a good trophy wife, provide my husband with heirs and all that shit. Basically, I would be his property."

"Right, I heard something similar growing up," Megan rolled her eyes.

"I didn't want that, I wanted real love, a real partnership," Nell continued sadly. "But, I was basically repeatedly told that wasn't possible. Then I kept hearing stories about those losers at school and at the charity events. The way they treated women, the way they just used their bodies."

"I'm so sorry," Steven spoke up.

"Not your fault," Nell grunted. "Anyway, at my eighteenth birthday, Theodore Bauer pulled me aside and congratulated me on becoming a woman. Long story short, he did bring up sex and I told him my fears. He convinced me that he could show me how it should be done. I figured, why not? It's not like I was ever gonna have love anyway."

"I'm gonna punch my dad in the face next time I see him," Megan growled.

"Can I be there to see that?" Nell giggled.

"Of course," Megan nodded. "Ah, that was the only time, right?"

"Yes!" Nell insisted. "When I realized how badly I hurt you, I turned him down every time after that!"

"Okay," Megan let out a breath. "Okay. I'm sorry we didn't really talk about it earlier. I just screamed at you. I was insensitive."

"It's okay, I understand," Nell smiled sadly. "After that, I pretty much just let any guy who asked do whatever they wanted with me. It led to quite a few experiences. In Europe, in college, a few weeks ago."

"You weren't the only one to release her inner slut in Europe," Megan smirked.

"But, you were quite reserved in college," Nell teased. "Studying, watching Carter, all while I partied. My first hook-up in college was in the living room of a frat house. He couldn't find the hole and was basically screwing the couch instead of me."

"Seriously?" Steven laughed.

"Yeah," Nell confirmed. "It wouldn't have been so bad, but afterward he told all his frat brothers how he'd ruined me for other men. Of course, I had to set the record straight, and, well, he never lived it down. A few guys put a bow on a couch cushion and left it on his bed for Valentine's Day."

"Sounds like he deserved it," Steven snorted while Megan laughed.

"Then that stupid charity event," Nell sighed. "Fuck, Megan had told me how great you are, and I wasn't sure I believed it. Now I find out Megan got to have a real connection with a guy while I was getting spit-roasted by those two pretentious assholes."

"At least one of them wasn't my father," Megan reasoned, making the three of them laugh.

The three of them continued laughing and talking, sharing embarrassing stories. Megan and Nell were acting like they were sixteen again; regression caused by the magic of wine. At one point, Penelope put on music and encouraged the other two to dance with her in the living room.

It was so nice for Steven to see the girls behaving so freely. No holding back, no mask to protect themselves from the world or to command respect. Nell had even toned down the flirting, happy to just spend time with Steven as a friend. It was a truly great night.

"God, I missed this, Megs," Nell said, polishing off another glass before setting it down and leaning back against the couch. "I missed you so much."

"I missed you, too," Megan replied, sitting down beside the blonde. "No more secrets, okay?"

"Agreed," Nell smiled.

"I love you," Megan whispered.

"I love you, too," Nell giggled.

"We think you're fucking great, Steven," Megan added.

"I have a very high opinion of you girls as well," Steven smiled.

"You make my uterus quiver and my pussy purr," Nell declared.

"Penelope, you're drunk," Megan laughed.

"I'm not drunk, you're drunk!" Nell replied.

"On that note, let's get you to bed," Megan suggested, staggering to her feet.

"Great, who gets to ride him first?" Nell wondered.

Ignoring the question, Steven and Megan helped Penelope to her guest room and left her in bed. Steven then hugged Megan goodnight before she went to her room and Steven went to his. The guest room was quite nice, and Steven was soon laying in bed with a pleasant buzz.

The room was dark and cool, enabling Steven to relax as he thought about his past. And his future. Things with Jane were over, and he wasn't sure if he had a future with Megan. Was it really possible? Various futures went through his mind as time passed. Eventually, someone opened his door and slipped into the room before closing the door again.

"Huh? Nell?" Steven asked, sitting up. "I told you, I didn't think it was a good idea."

"Oh, really? And when did you tell Nell this?" Megan inquired.

"I, uh, um..." he stammered stupidly while turning on the bedside lamp. "It was when you were getting Carter down, and..."

"I'm sorry, I couldn't resist," Megan giggled, cutting him off. "Nell already told me."

"When did she do that?" Steven frowned.

"There's this newfangled device called a cellphone," she teased, crossing her arms beneath her breasts. "We were texting."

"Oh," he stated simply.

"Yeah, I think she found her second wind after we left her in bed," Megan smirked. "Nell thinks you're pretty awesome. She told me to 'husband that guy quick before someone else does,'"

"I hope she won't be up all night," Steven replied, gazing at the tall, beautiful woman in the cute pink shorts. "And I think she's pretty great, too."

"She'll be fine after she jills off," she waggled her eyebrows.

"That is a good way to relax," he mused, his face heating up.

"Yeah, I was actually laying in bed with BOB just a few minutes ago," Megan purred, a twinkle in her blue-gray eyes. "I had pulled my shorts down so I could tease my clit. My top was pulled up so I could tug on my nipples."

"I-is that so?" Steven asked, feeling the blood rushing away from his brain.

"Mmhmm," Megan bit her lip and nodded. "But, BOB wasn't doing it for me. I was getting frustrated, but then I realized there was a big dick nearby, and a guy who knows how to use it."

"Are you sure...?" he trailed off, unable to articulate his thoughts.

"I know, I know, you want something long-term," Megan sighed. "Can I give you that? I don't know. But, you also need to get out of your head so much. Right now, you and I have a connection. We're both lonely and it's not about using each other. We have something. Please. Let's share it. Unless you're still hung up on Jane?"

"Jane and I had sex on the fourth," Steven admitted. "That was the last time. We're done."

"I'm sorry, but it's probably for the best," she winced.

"It is," he agreed. "And, you're right. Not everything needs to be about heading toward marriage and kids. I know you aren't just using me until someone better comes along. Can I just ask one favor?"

"You want me to roleplay that I'm shorter than you?" Megan suggested.

"No, wise-ass," Steven chuckled. "I, ah, don't want you to leave after. Spend the night with me."

"I want to. I really, really do," she said nervously. "I'm just worried about Carter. I mean, he usually sleeps through the night, and I'm not embarrassed or ashamed. I just don't think he should be exposed to that kind of thing, ya'know?"

"I understand," he sighed sadly.

"How about this? You come to my room?" Megan offered. "I'll lock the door. We'll have to wake up early, but if Carter is up first, I don't know..."

"I can hide under the bed and pretend to be a monster?" Steven suggested.

"Sure, fine," she laughed.

Megan led Steven by the hand to the master bedroom. It was enormous and even had its own small terrace and private bathroom. The raven-haired goddess locked the door while Steven plugged his phone in to charge and took in the view. It was definitely the bedroom fit for an heiress.

"We should have gone up to the rooftop terrace instead of just drinking in the living room," Steven mused.

"Yeah, that would have been nice," Megan agreed as she dimmed the lights. "Oh well, always another time."

"I'm being invited back?" he questioned with a smirk.

"That'll depend on your performance tonight," she teased, leading him over the bed and encouraging him to sit down on the edge. "We can sit up on the roof and drink, or maybe you'd prefer the privacy of my private terrace? We can make love under the stars."

"That sounds amazing," Steven smiled as Megan rested her hands on his knees and looked down at him.

"Mm, good," Megan pecked his lips and stood up, backing toward the center of the room. "This was once the bedroom of the pop star goddess, Alison Tey. A billionaire musician with one of the most recognizable faces in the world. Imagine the unspeakable things she did in this room."

"I would much rather think about you," he replied smoothly.

"I agree, it's definitely time for you to do unspeakable things to me," Megan nodded approvingly.

The gorgeous socialite gave Steven a quick wink before crossing her arms and grabbing the hem of her shirt. With one fluid motion, Megan pulled off her shirt and tossed it on the floor. She brushed her long hair back and rested her hands on her hips, inviting Steven to gaze in wonder at her chest.

Men have been mesmerized by breasts since the dawn of time. Steven was no exception. They were even more beautiful in person. Megan's boobs were full and firm, not sagging at all despite their large size. How could such beautiful mounds be real? Her light pink nipples were begging to be sucked, and Steven was longing to bury his face in those gorgeous tits. Megan was twenty-five and a mother, yet her body made her seem eighteen.

"Better in person?" Megan smirked.

"Uh-huh," he nodded stupidly.

"Keep watching, we're not done yet!" she laughed.

Spinning around, Megan hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her pink satin shorts. She seductively shimmied out of her bottoms, stepping out of them and her underwear. Bending forward, Megan slapped her perfect peach of an ass, making Steven groan involuntarily. She then spun around to show him the perfect view of her charms from the front.

"You really are a goddess made flesh," Steven commented.

"You're not so bad yourself, big guy," Megan purred. "And you finally got me naked!"

"You did most of the work," he chuckled. "How about you come join me?"

"Sure, baby," she husked, taking slow, seductive steps toward the bed.

Steven slid backward on the bed to give Megan room to come up and kiss him. With her urging, he pulled off his shirt and threw it on the floor. A small smile crossed Megan's face as she admired his bare chest. She found him incredibly handsome and sexy. Megan straddled him, holding his head in her hands as she speared her tongue into his mouth. Their kiss grew in passion with each passing second until they were both moaning and panting.

"Fuck, these are perfect," he groaned when he at last got his hands on Megan's naked tits, their feel confirming they were definitely real.

"Mm, play with my titties," Megan moaned, her fingers buried in his short, brown hair and her head tossed back.

That sounded like a great idea to Steven, so he pressed Megan's big boobs together and buried his face in her cleavage. Her giggles turned into moans as Steven kissed and slobbered all over her chest. He slurped a nipple into his mouth, lightly sucking on it while Megan ground her naked pussy against his bulge.

Megan gasped when he switched to her other boob and took her nipple between his teeth. His left hand palmed her other breast while his right grabbed a handful of her tight ass. It was clear to Megan that Steven knew how to touch a woman, and she was happily writhing in his lap.

"Let me suck your dick!" she gasped, her body shuddering. "I wanna suck you!"

"Mm, you wanna suck it, babe?" he growled, lifting his head to look up at her while grabbing her tits in both hands.

"Please!" Megan begged wantonly.. "Please, let me suck it!"

Their lips met as they kissed for another minute before Megan broke the lip lock and helped Steven remove his lounge pants and boxer briefs. The tall heiress surprised him by flipping her body around so her butt was by his head. He was beyond thrilled when Megan straddled him so she could lower her pussy down onto his face.

"Beautiful," Steven whispered as his vision was filled with pretty, pink pussy.

Megan's giggle once again turned into a moan when Steven gripped her butt in both hands and took one long lick of her slit. He was clearly enthusiastic about tasting some pussy and Megan was not disappointed. She actually forgot about blowing him for almost a minute as she writhed on top of him, her big boobs squished against his body.

"Holy shit, you're good at that," Megan moaned, her eyelids fluttering as her hand found his erection.

"Mm," Steven hummed happily as he munched on her clean-shaven twat.

Stroking him several times, Megan lifted her head and finally took him in her mouth. Cupping his balls in one hand, she started bobbing her head while the fingers of her other hand lightly scratched his inner thigh. She moaned and slurped around the dick between her lips as Steven's tongue danced between her soaked labia.

Steven was a lot more skilled at cunnilingus than Megan was expecting. She was having trouble focusing on sucking him as his talented mouth made her moan and gasp. It only took a couple minutes for Steven to get her off, and he even surprised Megan by quickly triggering a second orgasm by using his tongue on her clit.

"Mm! Mm! Glug! Gak! Mm! Mm!" Megan moaned and gurgled, trying to give a good blowjob.

The beautiful woman's efforts were soon rewarded as Steven started struggling to focus as well. Megan could tell he was close, so she increased her efforts by bobbing her head rapidly while her fingernails lightly scratched his balls. Steven responded by pushing two fingers into Megan's tunnel and curling them against her g-spot. Megan squealed out an orgasm just as Steven tensed and started shooting in her mouth.

Her lips formed a tight seal, trapping all his semen in her mouth. Megan closed her eyes, her brow furrowed as pleasure lit up every nerve in her body. With a loud gulp, she swallowed all the cum in her mouth, making Steven gasp beneath her as a few final drops dribbled out of his tip. Megan swallowed that at all.

"Sorry I didn't warn you," Steven panted when Megan sat up beside him.

"All good," she giggled, brushing her sweaty hair back behind her ears. "I hope you don't need too long of a break."

"I don't need a break," he looked up at her confidently. "Sex doesn't end just because the guy cums."

Steven pounced, making Megan squeal as he quickly laid her down on the bed with her head on the pillow. She grabbed the back of his head as he kissed down her neck to her breasts. He played with her boobs for a minute before kissing his way down to her pubic mound. Then he put her legs over his shoulders and buried his face in her box.

"Oh God, yes!" Megan groaned, tossing her head back as her back arched.

There was a saying about performing oral sex on a woman, a quick anecdote that explained you were doing it wrong unless it looked like a demon was being exorcised from her body. Steven was doing it right. Megan forgot where she was, she forgot who she was. She became nothing but the endless pleasure Steven was causing.

The gorgeous woman opened her eyes just as Steven sat up. Her long, long legs were still over his shoulders as he lined himself up with her entrance and pushed inside. Megan let out a small grunt when she felt his cock stretch her walls. Their eyes locked as he slowly started thrusting.

Reaching down, Steven grabbed her boobs with both hands, squeezing the firm mounds as they made love. He eventually let her legs fall, switching to the standard missionary position as Megan bent her knees and planted her feet on the mattress. Her hips rolled to meet his thrusts as they kissed.

"You feel amazing," he whispered against her lips.

"Oh God, you're so big!" Megan gasped, her hands gripping his biceps.

Steven ran his hands along her sides as he kissed her softly. Her tight pussy was gripping him in its velvet embrace, her vaginal walls perfectly molded to his hardness. He loved Megan's soft panting, the feel of her naked body beneath his, and the closeness he felt with her.

"Ow!" she winced when moving her head.

"Are you okay?" he stopped to ask.

"Yeah, I'm just, ah, I'm laying on my hair," Megan blushed slightly. "Turning my head pulled it."

"Oh," he started laughing.

"Shut up, it's a real issue!" she giggled. "And it's ruining sexy time!"

"You should always be able to laugh during sex," Steven pointed out, lowering his forehead to touch hers.

"I can't argue with that," Megan replied, pulling her legs back as he slowly worked himself in and out of her. "Oh, that feels so good!"

"So, you don't care about your hair anymore?" he asked, giving her long, slow strokes.

"I can feel your dick running all along my pussy when you go slow like that," she gasped, tossing her head back as her toes curled. "Keep going, keep going!"

"Yes, your majesty," he teased, pecking her lips.

"I'm an heiress not a princess, get your facts straight," Megan admonished, her face scrunched up in pleasure.

"My mistake," Steven laughed, lowering his head to lick a nipple.

"Fuck, I keep pulling my hair," she grumbled. "Let's switch positions. Lay down so I can ride you."

Cowgirl was a huge success, giving Steven a phenomenal view as Megan clawed at his chest, her tits bouncing while she ground in his lap until she came. He had no complaints about reverse-cowgirl either, happy to watch Megan's butt in motion. Her entire body was tight and firm, her skin flawless.

Doggystyle was a great experience for both of them. Steven pounded Megan from behind while she cried out his name. He grabbed her boobs while slamming himself inside her before spanking her and pulling her hair. Steven ended up holding her hips while fucking her with a steady rhythm as he looked down and watched his dick moving in and out of her.

"I'm really close," Steven quickly stammered.

"Mm, do it inside me," Megan husked, pushing her ass back to meet his thrusts. "Cum inside me, baby. I wanna feel it in me."

Another dozen thrusts and Steven's cock pulsed as his balls compressed, releasing every drop of semen into Megan's body. She didn't hesitate to spin around and clean his cock with her mouth, looking up at him with those mesmerizing eyes. He shuddered weakly while playing with her tits.

The two of them washed up and got into bed, snuggling with their limbs entwined. Neither of them was sure what the future held, but they both knew they had great friends. They slowly drifted off while in the former bedroom of a billionaire pop superstar. Both of them content.