CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Gabe was not ready for what awaited him beyond the bedroom door.
He walked in and froze mid-stride, finding himself staring at two very naked, very attractive women standing at the foot of his bed.
They were both wearing black fishnet stockings that went up to their waistlines. Liz looked very pleased, smiling broadly, her hands on her big hips. Karen looked vaguely nervous, biting her lower lip as she stood almost at parade rest.
“Can I...get a picture of this?” he murmured.
“Karen?” Liz asked, looking over at her.
“Yes,” she replied, “so long as you keep it to yourself.”
He nodded and aimed his phone, then paused. “Wait...is it okay if I show that one girl that was texting me in the car?”
“Who was texting you?” Ellen asked.
“Kim. She said yes to the date, and tried to get me to do it sooner by bribing me with nude pics.”
“I want to see!” Krystal cried.
“Karen?” he asked, refocusing on her.
“I think it’s fair. I saw her naked. Just...don’t let it get out. Please. Annoying as it is, I have a reputation to maintain.”
“We’re good about that,” Gabe replied, and snapped the pic.
He sent it off with a message: I’m about to have a threesome with these two, so I probably won’t answer for a while.
Then he put his phone back in his pocket and began stripping. “You two look amazing.”
“Thank you,” Liz replied, beaming almost like Holly.
He could see why they were becoming friends so quickly.
“You sure you aren’t having second thoughts? I know you’ve never been with a pregnant woman before, and that reality can often be disappointing,” Karen asked.
“I am completely sure, Karen. You are so beautiful and sexy and I really want you,” Gabe replied as he tossed his shirt aside and began undoing his pants.
“Well, that’s good to hear.”
“Have you been feeling not very attractive since you became more visibly pregnant?” he asked.
Liz raised her eyebrows at him in surprise, but kept silence. He knew it was a risky question to ask, but they were all naked and the night had gone very well so far, and Gabe was counting on Karen to trust him enough to believe that he wasn’t insulting her.
For a moment, she looked defensive, then she sighed.
“Yeah. I have. I...wasn’t exactly ready for how different I’d feel.
I mean, there’s all the annoying side effects, but just how different I feel.
And, honestly, how absurd I feel. Sometimes I look at myself in the mirror and freak out a little.
I haven’t actually showed anyone my naked body since I got divorced. So this...is nice.”
“I really hope so,” he replied, finishing getting his clothes off and coming to stand before her.
He put his hands slowly on her hips and looked into her eyes.
Man, she really had vivid eyes. He imagined it helped her greatly in her work.
“I’ve heard it said that there are women pregnancy does not agree with, and women pregnancy agrees tremendously with.
You are that second type. You are straight up beautiful. ”
She laughed awkwardly and blushed, then sighed. “How the hell do you do that? Fucking no one can make me blush.”
“I’m convinced Gabe has special powers,” Krystal said.
“Same,” Ellen agreed.
“I...do have to wonder how exactly I managed this,” he replied, looking back at the others.
Every other woman in the house was seated to his right, Krystal and Chloe on the dresser, Ellen and Holly in chairs.
It struck him in that moment as not just unlikely but impossible that he actually had to keep chairs in his bedroom for the explicit purpose of giving his wives somewhere to sit and watch while he fucked other women.
He gave his head a small shake and turned back to Karen. “I’m looking forward to making you feel sexy.”
“So am I,” Liz murmured, stepping up to Karen’s right side and running a hand down her arm.
Karen let out an awkward giggle. “I’m ready for that, too.”
“Well, if you’re ready to begin…” he said, gently cupping one of her breasts.
It was so marvelously soft and smooth and hot to the touch.
She shuddered as he did, a smile slowly spreading across her so very pretty face.
He found it almost, but not quite, fit comfortably into his grasp.
It was just a little too big, and there was something fantastically erotic and arousing about that.
Gabe went in for the first kiss, making sure that he was in what he’d begun thinking of as safe mode.
It was his mindset anytime he was having sex with a woman for the first time, and however many times were necessary after.
He was slow, cautious, careful to read her body language, but not too obvious about it.
It had taken practice to get it right, because it required such a delicate balance.
Mostly because he was going in blind. He had to adjust on the fly.
He had to make sure he wasn’t making her uncomfortable, try to get a sense for if she just wasn’t feeling it, or maybe she wanted something different, while simultaneously making it seem like it wasn’t what he was doing.
Because then it could come across like he was uncomfortable.
It was kind of a lot to balance, and he wasn’t even sure he was getting it completely right.
Karen seemed relaxed, though. She leaned into the kiss the moment his lips met hers.
She let out a soft moan and put her arms around him, and right away he could tell this encounter was going to be a bit different.
As he slowly slipped his tongue into her mouth and felt hers dash forward to begin expertly dancing with his own, he felt a little guilty.
This kind of felt like hooking up with a minor celebrity, which clearly he hadn’t felt that way about any of the other women. But should he feel guilty? Wasn’t that one of the benefits of this kind of lifestyle, these kinds of relationship? A celebration of difference?
Yeah, it was.
Gabe leaned into the kiss more, began twisting his tongue with hers more aggressively as he settled his hands on the sweet swell of her ass. He could feel her belly pressing against his own stomach as they made out.
What was it about pregnant women that got him going so much?
After a moment, he pulled back, releasing her, and gave Liz her turn.
He watched with great interest as Karen turned to face Liz, who was smiling serenely at her.
She was going to have to read Karen a lot more than he was.
Clearly, Karen felt pretty confident when it came to him, which made sense.
She was a hot professional woman and she knew it.
Liz, though? Girls were more or less uncharted territory.
Liz waited. Karen turned fully to face her, settling her hands on her hips and then, after a moment of hesitation, sliding them up to cup her large, firm breasts.
“Everyone here has such huge tits,” she muttered.
“You should see Ellen’s,” Krystal replied with a laugh.
“Can I?” she asked suddenly. “Or would that be...against protocol?”
“Gabe?” Ellen asked.
“Yeah, sure. Honestly, everyone could get topless if they wanted.”
“That would be pretty nice…” Karen murmured.
They all looked over as the other four women in the room abandoned their shirts. For Ellen it was as simple as standing and opening her robe.
“Dear God,” Karen whispered.
“I know, right?” Gabe replied. “They’re fucking amazing.”
“All of you are...I’m not sure if I’ve ever seen so much feminine beauty in one place before. Just, wow. Um...thank you.”
They laughed as she turned back to Liz and kissed her.
It was slower and less certain than it had been with him.
Each woman tilted their head slightly and deepened the kiss.
He watched, his arousal growing somehow even more intense, as their hands started to wander across the others’ body and their tongues began to dance.
Karen seemed tense at first, but slowly, gradually relaxed as they continued kissing. He wondered how much residual guilt and anxiety she had from her insane parents.
Why were so many people so shit at being parents?
His thoughts were pulled forcefully back as the women parted and looked at him.
Liz chuckled and grabbed him, pulled him forward, and started kissing him.
Then she stopped after a few seconds and Karen took his chin between her thumb and finger and turned his head towards her, then kissed him as well.
They made out for a bit, and then Liz did the same thing.
Gabe wasn’t sure how long he was lost between the two women, but a growing urge to get to the next part of the encounter finally pulled at him enough for him to notice.
“Let’s get on the bed,” he said as he pulled away from Karen, “and then we can put you in the middle of this threesome.”
“Oh, um...okay,” she murmured, looking delighted and excited.
They climbed onto the bed together and began getting settled.
“Here,” Gabe murmured, putting a small pillow beneath her lower back.
“Oh, thank you. That is definitely appreciated,” she replied. “What’s first?”
“This,” Liz replied, and settled a finger against her clit.
As she began to rub it, she leaned down and began sucking on one of her perfect pink nipples. She shuddered and moaned, and then she cried out as Gabe settled in her other side. He began sucking on her other nipple and slipped a finger inside of her.
“Oh! Oh my goodness,” she whispered, panting already.
“Too much?” Liz mumbled.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full,” Krystal said, making the others laugh.
“No, not too much! Just...a lot! I’ve never been in a threesome,” she whispered, her voice husky. She laughed. “This is amazing.”
“It really is,” Gabe agreed, and licked across her soft, pale breast.
“Let’s switch,” Liz said.
“Switch?” Karen asked.
Then she cried out as he took over rubbing her clit and Liz took over finger-fucking her.
Time drifted as they lost themselves in the simple, primal pleasure they were giving her.
She moaned and writhed and twisted between them, the sounds of her panting breath and cries of ecstasy filling the bedroom.
And then they made her orgasm.