(Jessica)
“Cool. Well, I’m heading out to the grocery to get a few things that we need. I’ll be back in a bit.”
(Trevor)
I give a thumb up and watch her walk away into the kitchen. She grabs her purse and keys off the island and yells over to Dylan.
(Jessica)
“Baby, I’m going to the grocery.”
(Trevor)
I see her wink her left eye at Dylan and he smiles. I’m not sure why.
(Dylan)
Mom looks so sexy right now in her tight clothes with a ponytail, giving off the hot girl next door vibe. I wish I could strip her naked this second. But I have to wait for my next chance, so I instead watch her ass as she walks away to the garage.
(Trevor)
At about 10:30, Jess comes back with the groceries. I wander to the kitchen to get another cup of coffee and look over at the counter occupied by brown paper bags. Out of the top of one, I see the corner of a purple box peeking out. Upon further examination, I see the words, “6 Tests/Fast Results.” Pregnancy tests. They were apparently very serious when they mentioned getting pregnant. I can see another box behind that one for a total of 12 tests. Wow.
(Jessica)
After putting away the groceries, I grab my pregnancy tests and discretely head upstairs while Trevor continues working. I go into our bedroom and put the boxes in my bedside table for future use. The thought of getting pregnant again both scares and excites me. I’m 38 years old, so I’m at a higher risk of having complications. That’s terrifying. On the other hand, I am all-in on having a child with my son. It’s very exciting just thinking about sharing that experience with him. After stashing my boxes, I go back downstairs with a book to relax with until Trevor leaves. Dylan is still on the couch watching a movie, so I lay my legs across his lap and get comfortable.
(Dylan)
Mom lies down on the couch with a book and puts her legs across my lap. Her shorts are so short that she might as well have nothing on. I place both of my hands on her shins and start rubbing. Her skin is perfectly smooth and silky soft. Knowing Dad can’t see my hands from where he’s sitting, I run my left hand up to her exposed thigh and squeeze. I look over at Mom’s face and she’s smirking with an open mouth and left eyebrow raised as she looks at me. Then she pulls her shirt over her left breast, holds it up to her mouth, and starts licking her own nipple. What a woman.
(Trevor)
I look into the family room from my office and see Dylan sitting still, looking to his left where Jess is. I can’t see her because she’s lying down. I’m certain something is going on, I just don’t know what.
(Jessica)
An hour of Dylan rubbing his hands up and down my legs while I read my book goes by. At about 11:45, I hear Trevor moving around in his office. I pull my legs off of Dylan and bend them at the knees.
(Trevor)
It’s 11:48 AM and time to enact my plan. I open the top drawer of my desk and pull my audio recorder out. This thing has saved me a few times in my career when I recorded meetings at work and played them back later to catch things I overlooked during the meetings. I’m not sure how far away the microphone will pick up audio from, but it’s worth a shot. I set it on the front corner of my desk next to a couple of folders so it looks inconspicious. Then I go to the family room to find Dylan watching TV and Jess reading her book. “Hey. I’m going to leave in a few minutes to see a movie. I should be back at about 4:00. Text me me if you need anything while I’m out.”
(Jessica and Dylan)
“Okay. Have fun.”
(Trevor)
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