Chapter Twenty-Five
The thrill of the morning faded, and Aaron found himself wondering once again what the guys at the fire station would think if they knew how he was spending his week of vacation.
Those fears eased a bit when Grant came back over just after lunch. This time, though, he had Millie with him, and it was clear nothing naughty would be taking place during this visit.
“We have to head home for a bit. But we’re going to come back in two weeks,” Grant announced. “Any chance y’all could meet us here again?”
Aaron and Amber exchanged glances.
“Maybe. Depending on my shifts.” Looking back at their new friends, Aaron explained, “I work a weird schedule. Sometimes they have me on the 48/96 split. I’ll spend two days at the station but then get four days off.
If it fell during one of those times, we could easily come back.
But of course, it depends on Amber’s schedule at the dealership. ”
Amber nodded. “I have some more vacation time saved up. Maybe we can make it work.”
Grant was looking directly at her when he spoke again, as if the conversation was mainly between the two of them—something not lost on Aaron.
“I don’t want to make it hard on y’all, so if need be, we could always come to your area for a visit. That is, if you don’t mind.” His expression was quite suggestive. “I’d love to see you again soon.”
Aaron instinctively looked at Amber, not wanting to miss her reaction.
Sure enough, she was blushing. And the twinkle in her eyes told her husband exactly how she felt about Grant’s revelation.
“I’d love to see you, too.”
They seemed to be the only ones in the room during the exchange.
Millie and Aaron looked at each other, the two Littles nearly giggling. A few seconds later, Millie lost the battle to contain herself and teased in a sing-song voice, “Ooh, Daddy’s got a girlfriend, Daddy’s got a girlfriend.”
Aaron laughed.
“Oh, you hush, cutie.” But Grant clearly wasn’t mad as he kissed his fiancé on top of the head. “Auntie Amber and I just enjoy one another’s company.”
“Is that what you call it these days?” Millie asked with another giggle.
Aaron was in stitches, too.
“You’re joining in?” Amber asked him.
All he could do was nod.
“Life with Littles, huh?” Grant said.
Amber agreed.
A knock on the door interrupted the proceedings and Aaron answered it, for a moment forgetting that he was only wearing a t-shirt and diaper.
Come to think of it, he’d forgotten about that while talking to Grant and Millie, too.
Huh. Guess that’s just life in the Evergreens, he figured.
“Hey, Beckett.”
The other man grinned. “Hey, Aaron. Did I catch you at an okay time?”
“Of course. Come on in. Millie’s here, too.”
Beckett stepped inside and then said, “Hey, Millie. I was looking for you, too. Do y’all want to go to the waterpark for a while?”
Millie frowned. “I’d love to, except we have to hit the road. Daddy has some clients to meet with this afternoon and then the next few days. I’ve got to take care of some stuff back home, too. I texted you this morning, wanting to say goodbye.”
Beckett looked a little embarrassed as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah. I, uh, sort of lost my phone somewhere.”
“Oh, honey!” Amber said. She then stepped closer and said, “By the way, we haven’t met yet.”
Beckett smiled. “You’re Amber! I saw you last night when we were—uh, playing.”
Amber chuckled. “You mean when you were spying.”
He winced. “Yes, ma’am. Sorry. But I didn’t see anything! Honest.”
“I believe you, sweetie.” With a look of sympathy, she said, “You lost your phone?”
He nodded. “It’ll turn up somewhere. Someone probably took it to the office. I’m sure it’ll be in the lost-and-found later.”
“Poor thing,” she said. “Let us know if you want us to help you look, honey.”
“Thank you, ma’am.”
It struck Aaron how hard Amber was going. She was in full-Mommy mode! Was she merely playing along, or did it come more naturally to her now?
As he quickly pondered it, he decided everything about their time at the Evergreens seemed to come naturally. For both of them.
“My name is Beckett,” the other Little continued. “It’s nice meeting you, ma’am.”
“Well, Beckett, you are just too cute for your own good.”
The Little blushed.
“Thank you, ma’am,” Beckett said, quickly averting his eyes from Amber, obviously feeling…something.
And just like that, Aaron sort of felt as if he was being cucked again, but in a different way.
The Mommy Domme and Little Boy dynamic he and Amber shared hadn’t come easily at first. It had been honed over time, worked on and invested in. And while he certainly didn’t mind her treating Beckett that way—he loved it, even—it was just another instance of her sharing intimacy with another guy.
It wasn’t sex, obviously.
But it was still intimate.
Damn.
Those contemplations were interrupted when Millie said, “We’ll be back in a couple of weeks. Will you be around?”
“Maybe,” Beckett told her. “I have some vacation I need to use or lose this summer. I’ve let it build up for years. So, there’s a good chance I can be.”
“Let’s text,” Millie suggested. “Eh, when you find your phone. But we’ll try to work out the details. It would be so much fun for the three of us to hang out some more!”
The other two Littles agreed.
Everyone said their goodbyes, hugs were exchanged, and Grant and Amber shared a rather passionate farewell kiss.
Aaron nearly blacked out. He hoped no one noticed the throbbing bulge poking at his diaper.
Might be hard to miss though, the way it was raging.
Once Grant and Millie were gone, Aaron saw a bit of wistful longing in Amber’s eyes, and a twinge of jealousy streaked through him. But it didn’t bother him at all. Being jealous was kind of fun! He couldn’t explain it. Who knew the ways of cucks?
Oh well. He was how he was. Once more, though, his confidence faded for a moment as he thought of the firehouse. Boy, if the guys could see all this, he’d be laughed right out of a job. The captain would order a psyche eval!
“Are you up for the waterpark?” Beckett asked him.
Filing those fears away to explore at another time, Aaron told his friend, “Yeah. That is, if Mommy is down with it.”
Both men looked at Amber.
“Well, how can I say no to a couple of cuties like you? Of course. I’ll go with you. Just let me get my swimsuit on.” She was already walking toward the bedroom portion of the cottage when she called over her shoulder, “You need to go outside while I change.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Beckett said as he turned and headed for the front door.
“See you in a few,” Aaron told him, closing the door once the other man was outside.
Walking to Amber, he stopped when she turned back and shook her head. “Oh no, little boy. That goes for you, too.”
“But—”
“You’re not going to sit there and gawk at me while I get ready.”
“Mommy—”
“Don’t argue with me. Or do you want another spanking?”
Aaron gulped. “No, ma’am. Please!”
“Then do as Mommy said.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Trudging outside to join Beckett, Aaron wondered when the next time he’d even get to see his wife naked was.
When would he get to experience her pussy again?
This was torture. Pure torture.
But it was pure fun, too.