All set up, the text read.
“What’s was that?” Chloe asked as I put the phone back in the holder on the dash.
“Just confirmation on something I ordered,” I said. Technically it was the truth, though “ordered” was a bit strong. More like “begged for a favor.”
“Oh,” she said, slowly sliding back into daydreaming again. We discussed the potential fun of having two babies, and then the potential chaos as well.
“At least we have built-in babysitters,” I said. “Multiple cousins, you know?”
“That’s right,” Chloe exclaimed, making me jump a little. “Hannah’s baby and my babies will be cousins! But wait, what does that make them? First cousins twice? Double first cousins?”
“Double first cousins sounds pretty good,” I said, laughing.
When we got home, I made sure to open the door ahead of her but let her walk in first. She was fiddling with her phone at first, but when she looked up and saw what Hannah had done, she turned to me, her mouth agape and her eyes wide.
“What is this?” she asked.
“I wanted to celebrate,” I said. “So, I had Hannah come over and set up a lunch date for us. She may have also had instructions to put flowers around. Looks like she took that very literally.”
Indeed, there were flower petals everywhere. All over the floor, the table, and a trail leading to the bedroom, where I assumed they would be on the bed as well.
“This is amazing,” she said, looking around the room and seeing the candles I had left in a bag for Hannah to put around and light. Soft music drifted from the smart pod in a corner. I walked up to her and took her hands in mine.
“I just want you to know how much I love you, and how much I love us,” I said. “Now knowing that we aren’t having one, but two babies only makes my heart bigger and my love grow even more. I love you more than I ever thought I could love anyone.”
“I love you, too,” she said. Then she turned to the table that had a salad set out. “Is dinner still in the oven?”
“Staying there to keep warm,” I said. “Are you hungry?”
“Actually,” she said, pulling herself closer to me and kissing my neck. “I was wondering if you wanted to accompany me to the bedroom for a little while before we ate.”
Instead of telling her, I decided to show her. Sweeping her up off her feet elicited a giggle, and I carried her across the room and up the steps to our bedroom. I used her feet to drop-kick the door open and sat her down gently on the bed.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” she said.
I nodded and stood up, unbuttoning my shirt. Chloe lay back on the bed, stretching her arms over her head and showing her still-flat tummy under the T-shirt she wore. I took my time unbuttoning myself and tossing the shirt away, enjoying the way she watched me. The flush of her cheeks when the shirt came off and I reached for my belt was especially fun to see.
When the belt was undone, Chloe sat up and pushed my hands away. Grinning up at me, she reached for the button of my pants and unhooked it, then grasped the zipper between two fingers and pulled it down. I loved how eager she was, and how much she seemed to appreciate my body as much as I appreciated hers. As my pants hit the floor and I kicked them away, I also kicked off my socks and shoes.
Chloe reached for the hem of her shirt, crossing her arms over her chest, and pulled it up and off of her. Her breasts swelled in the red, lacy bra, and I reached down to unhook it from the center. Her magnificent, heavy breasts tumbled out, and my cock grew harder in my boxer briefs.
Chloe reached up, rubbing her palm up and down the top of my cock for a moment, biting her bottom lip and making me yearn for her touch on my skin. Slowly, she pulled down my boxers, balling up the tight fabric in her hands on either side of my legs and shimmying them down. My thick, throbbing cock sprung out, and she made a satisfied giggling sound.
Grasping my cock in her hand, she stroked me as she slid out her tongue to lick the head. I groaned at how warm and wet it was and shuddered when she took it deep into her mouth. Putting her hands on my hips, she pressed her mouth down over me, taking me into her throat before sliding me back out again, sweeping her tongue left and right under my staff. Her eyes remained open to watch me, and even with her mouth full, she smiled at my expression.