Underestimated Too(127)

Sliding my fingers through my wet folds, I thanked him. “You have to get naked too,” I coaxed.

“Tell me your three sex scenarios,” he persuaded as I watched him undress and take his already full mast erection in his hand. Jesus, I wanted to hold it in my hand like that.

“The way I see it, they all sort of do the same thing, but for radically different purposes.”

“Like?”

“Well, making love is not about sex, it’s an emotional connection when I want to be as close to you as I can. You being inside me is as close as I can get to you, emotionally and physically,” I explained, rubbing my juices around my swollen nub while my husband watched.

“I like making love. What else?”

“Fucking is purely selfish, all about getting off. You do it, I do it, and I love it.”

“And?”

“Sex is mutually fun, all about entertaining one another.”

“Hmmm, I like the way you think. Which do you feel right this second?”

“Sex, for sure.”

“Why?”

“Because that is what we’re doing.”

“How long do you think it’s going to take for you to entertain me?”

I laughed. “Are you telling me that you’re about to blow your load?”

“That’s exactly what I am telling you. Spread your pussy lips for me.”

Not that it was possible, but I was sure I just got wetter hearing Drew’s dirty talk and watching him pump his muscle in his hand. I spread myself and fiercely rubbed my aching nub. Propping my foot to the bed, I gave Drew the perfect view. I was more than ready, but not until I heard Drew moan and then watched as he spewed into his hand. It was instant after that. I dropped my head back and moaned with him. It was great, not the same as when he would have been here, but nonetheless. It was amazing.

Drew and I talked through the computer for close to an hour about unimportant topics. Drew wouldn’t discuss anything else with me. I hated and loved it at the same time. I wanted us back together. This was crazy and no matter how much I fell into the routine of things, it wasn’t the same as having him there.

***

Alicia and the kids arrived around noon. I was so happy to see her. I couldn’t get over how much the baby had grown. She was so cute and had developed her own little personality. I didn’t see much of Vince that day. He was too busy treasure hunting with Jason and Caroline.

Alicia was just what I needed, and as soon as we had the little ones down she and I had a date on the deck, overlooking the ocean. After a few drinks, we were getting just a tad bit intoxicated. We didn’t have to worry about Vince; he was camping out at the beach with Caroline, my mom, and Jason.

“One for you, and one for me,” Alicia said, handing me a cold bottle of beer. It was heaven to my lips and taste buds.

Alicia and I discussed issues with her and Celeste for a long time and then moved on to Drew. She told me what she knew from Celeste, but it wasn’t much. Drew didn’t talk to Celeste that way. I knew how he felt about his personal affairs. They were just that, personal.

“I am so over breastfeeding,” Alicia complained after coming back from the bathroom.

I laughed. “Why?”

“Because it messes my period all up. I swear it has not been a month. What?” Alicia said looking at my dropped face.

“Oh, my god.”

“What?” she asked again, not getting it.

“I don’t remember my last period. Drew and I had sex the whole weekend he was here.”

“But you’re on the pill?” she questioned.

“No. I mean, not since I came here. I never packed them and, well, I didn’t really need them I guess.”

“When was your last period?” Alicia asked, taking my beer.

“Um,” I mumbled, counting in my head. When was it? I had been so preoccupied with everything, I didn’t even notice. “The week before Drew was here.”

“Oh man, you’re pregnant.”

I smiled. I was pregnant. I knew I was. Well, I sort of mischievously hoped anyway. Drew wouldn’t stay away from me knowing I was pregnant. And he was the one that wanted another baby, not me. I was sure he was about to get one. It wasn’t like I was trying to trap him or anything. It wasn’t my fault we never discussed that when he was here.

“We need a test. Now!” I exclaimed.

I called my mother to come stay with the babies. I couldn’t wait. I had to know for sure.

“How much have you had to drink? Why do you have to go to the store tonight?” my mother asked before letting us leave.

“I didn’t even drink a whole beer, and I want to go buy a pregnancy test.”

“No, Morgan. Not now,” she complained. I could tell she wasn’t happy about it. I could understand that, but she didn’t know the true relationship with Drew and me. Nobody did and nobody would ever understand.